The Great Bath Betrayal had left emotional scars on Athena’s royal soul, but it had also launched her and Obito into the stratosphere of fame. They were no longer just dogfluencers. They were Legends. Icons. Icons who smelled faintly of wet dog and misplaced dignity, but icons nonetheless.
It was on a foggy Saturday morning, while Athena was conducting her daily blanket-nest maintenance and Obito was attempting to fit his entire head inside a cereal box, that the fateful letter arrived. A gold-embossed envelope was slipped under the door, addressed to “Her Royal Highness Princess Athena Miss Pants, First of Her Name, and Sir Obito Toe Beans, Knight of the Slobbery Realm.” 
Athena immediately assumed it was an invitation to be crowned Queen of Everything. Obito assumed it was a snack menu. Both were partly right.
The letter, smelling faintly of lavender and pretension, announced that Athena and Obito had been officially invited to the world’s first-ever Elite Petfluencer Gala, held at the prestigious SparklePaws Resort, where only the most glamorous, best-behaved, and most photogenic dogs would gather. It promised fountains of organic chicken broth, velvet chaise lounges for posing, and a red carpet lined with gold treat dispensers.
Athena’s chest swelled with pride. This was her moment. Her Destiny.
Obito tried to eat the invitation.
The day of the gala arrived and Athena insisted on a full grooming session, complete with a sparkly collar that matched her bi-eyes and a fluffy tulle skirt that screamed "regal but ready for mischief." Obito was brushed until he resembled a very large, very enthusiastic cloud wearing a bowtie he kept trying to eat.
Their human chauffeured them to the resort, a place so fancy that even the pigeons wore little top hats. At the entrance, a lineup of impossibly posh dogs waited to enter: a French poodle with a diamond collar, a tiny Italian greyhound wearing a cashmere sweater that cost more than a car, and a corgi influencer perched on a satin pillow, sipping artisan spring water out of a crystal bowl.
Athena raised her nose proudly and strutted forward, her every step oozing confidence. Obito wagged his tail so hard he knocked over a "Welcome" sign, a vase of imported roses, and a chihuahua influencer who screamed in three languages.
Inside, the gala was a sight to behold. Golden treat fountains bubbled in the corners, a live string quartet played soothing dog-friendly tunes, and professional photographers snapped glamorous shots of dogs striking poses more serious than runway models.
Athena immediately began working the room. She offered polite sniffs to the important poodles, gave a refined tail wag to the Instagram-famous Samoyed sisters, and even posed graciously for a few selfies with fans.
Obito, meanwhile, discovered the treat fountains.
At first, he simply lapped delicately like a Very Good Boy. But then he realized the chicken broth fountain had an automatic sensor, and every time he waved his paw in front of it, more delicious broth sprayed out. 
His eyes lit up with reckless joy.
Within minutes, he was slapping the fountain wildly, splashing broth everywhere, creating a slippery mess across the marble floor. A group of horrified Pomeranians shrieked and fled in a perfectly synchronized fluffy stampede.
Athena turned just in time to see Obito, soaked and grinning like an absolute lunatic, slide belly-first across the floor like an overexcited bowling ball, taking out two Labradoodles and a papillon influencer named "Sir Sparklepaws" along the way.
The humans gasped. Cameras clicked. Someone shouted, "Security!"
Athena’s ears flattened in horror. This was not the regal impression she had planned to make. She sprang into action, galloping after Obito, trying to put a stop to the chaos before the situation escalated any further.
Unfortunately, her royal tulle skirt was not built for speed.
She misjudged a turn, skidded across the now-soaked marble like an elegant, screaming frisbee, and collided directly into a table piled high with artisanal pupcakes.
The pupcakes launched into the air in glorious slow-motion.
The frosting rained down like sweet, sticky confetti. Dogs dove for the airborne treats in a frenzy. Somewhere in the madness, the string quartet abruptly switched to playing the Benny Hill theme.
Athena, covered in frosting and pride thoroughly shattered, clambered to her paws only to see Obito gleefully attempting to ride one of the catering carts like a makeshift skateboard. He howled in delight as the cart careened wildly across the ballroom, crashing into the gift table and sending complimentary dog colognes flying like missiles.
There was no salvaging it.
By the end of the evening, the once pristine SparklePaws Resort ballroom looked like it had hosted a food fight, a slip-and-slide tournament, and possibly a minor tornado.
Security escorted Athena and Obito out with great ceremony. Athena had frosting in her ear and a single pupcake balanced on her head. Obito grinned like the happiest beast on earth, still proudly wearing his crooked bowtie and dragging a velvet tablecloth he had somehow adopted as a cape.
The next morning, videos of the fiasco had flooded the internet. Headlines screamed:
"Princess Miss Pants Declares War on Elite Dog Gala!"  
"Toe Beans the Destroyer: Treat Fountains Will Never Be the Same!"  
"SparklePaws Resort Closes for Deep Clean After Dog Disaster!"
Athena, groaning, buried herself under three blankets and vowed never to show her face in public again.
Obito, meanwhile, licked the last bit of frosting off his nose, burped happily, and curled up beside her, snuggling close.
After a long moment, Athena peeked out from the fortress of blankets and gave him a look of deep exasperation.
He thumped his big tail against the floor and grinned his dopiest, goofiest smile.
Athena sighed.
Maybe... just maybe... being the most chaotic, ridiculous, and beloved dogfluencers in the world wasn’t so bad after all.
Especially if the next event had even bigger treat fountains.
The reign of Princess Miss Pants and Sir Toe Beans had only just begun.
And the world wasn’t ready.