Mark didn't answer him. He just gave him a sweet smile, lifting Jack's chin enough to kiss him. Jack savored the softness of Mark's lips. The tender way Mark teased his lips made his heart overflow with passion. Mark loved him so much that he could feel it in the way he kissed him. The taste of him was even so good that he never planned to stop.  He was curious what Mark had been eating or drinking before this moment.  He couldn't place it, but it was sweet.  Mark put an end to it though, pulling away just enough to ask him in a deep husky voice. "I have one... but you're not going to like it." Jack raised an eyebrow, when he noticed that there was a bag resting against Mark's leg. Jack leaned in to try and sneak a peek, when Mark cut him off with another kiss to keep his attention. This time Jack broke the kiss as the speakers around the field rustled and Kate announced excitedly. "If I could have all you single Masters here tonight come up to the stage. We are about to officially kick off this years Pet Park!" Jack turned slightly to glance at the large stage. Kate looked soaking wet, but her smile couldn't have been any brighter. 

All around them Masters from young to old moved in to stand, or sit before the stage in the grass. A lot of them he had never seen at the academy and wondered if they just showed up every year to enjoy the festival. Kate tapped the mic impatiently, then announced lively. "As usual, we like to start off the Pet Park by introducing you to our single Subs. They come in all shapes, sizes, and breeds. So, as the Headmistress... I must warn the first two rows... You will get wet." The crowd laughed and Kate winked, before shouting out to the D.J.. "Let it rain, Tommy!" Kate jogged to the side of the stage as the stage lit up with strobe lights and the fog machines kicked on. Mark took Jack's arm, moving them closer to the stage. Standing with some of the Masters and their pets as they watched the single male Subs ran out onto the stage. They all stood facing the wall, showing off the sway of their tails to the start of the beat to the song 'Raining Men' by the Weather girls.

Jack slipped closer to Mark, half hiding behind him in embarrassment as some of the Masters let out whistles of approval. There really were Sub men of all kinds. Some had tails. Some didn't. Some were practically naked, while others were clothed in clothes that really made them stand out. He felt like he was at a strip club on Ladies night. They all turned and strutted their stuff to the edge of the stage.  Where they stood for a moment to show off the numbers that where wrapped around their thighs or arms. Mark had to explain to him that the numbers helped the Masters present remember the ones they liked and wanted to meet after. Since names were easily mixed up or forgotten. This allowed Masters to see the Subs personality freely, before deciding to meet them after. It sounded a lot like speed dating. Only more fun. According to Mark, the Masters would briefly talk to the Subs they liked after the show to see if they'd hit it off. If not, then there was always next year.

Each of the Subs then broke off as the music picked up, choosing to dance in the back. The first Sub stepped forward to dance briefly, until the heavy drum beat dropped. That is when the fox spread his legs in a sexy pose and the cannons attached to the front of the stage burst out a shower of water and glitter. Jack hid his deeper blush as the Masters cheered loudly and the next Sub spun into center stage to dance. The horse swayed his hips, showing off how well he could use them before thrusting them seductively as the beat dropped again and another water cannon went off. The Masters got a kick out of watching how sassy and bold some of the Subs were. Those that were more shy just jumped giddily as the cannon went off or flashed cute peace signs before moving away. Jack even thought it was funny to see that the Pets with Masters were still dancing to the music on the sidelines for the fun of it. He found it surprising that Ben wasn't up there with the single Subs. Wasn't he still on the market for a Master? He scanned the crowd and smirked when he spotted him.

Ben was watching the Subs from the sidelines eating nachos with Trevor. Trevor must have had some on his lip, because Ben quickly scooted in to lick Trevor's lip with a stunning smile. Jack forced himself to turn away. Mark nudged his shoulder then to tell him over the loud music. "The next ones up will be the single female Subs. Then they will start the contest for the most talented pet in each grouping. That is where you and Ben will compete for the most talented dog." Jack felt slightly sick and backed away from the cheering crowd to find a quieter spot. He found a bench by an ice cream truck and collapsed. He didn't know what he'd do up there. The other Subs were so confident and carefree. What could he do up there to compete with that? Mark suddenly sat down across from him a few minutes later, pushing a bowl of ice cream to him. Jack's eyes lit up at the gesture. Mark knew he couldn't say no to sweets.

Mark then leaned forward on the table, telling him in a warm caring voice. "If you don't want to go up there, I won't make you. I just thought you'd like to try it." Jack smoothed his ice cream with his plastic spoon, answering uneasily. "I know... It would be fun. I just don't know what to do. I'm not... as comfortable doing stuff like that in front of people." Mark pulled a hat from the bag he had, showing it to Jack as he told him playfully. "Don't focus on what they can do. Focus on what you can do. I think I've found you the perfect little skit. I'll love seeing you do it for me. If your interested." Jack took the hat and smirked. It was so similar to his old hat back in Ireland. It was grey and soft. He looked up a bit confused though. What did Mark want him to do? Mark told him to finish his ice cream, then whisked him off to a small changing tent. Jack stood before the long mirror, asking Mark dryly from the other side of the wooden divider wall. "Alright. What is it now? You want me to dress down even more?"

Mark slipped in behind the divider, holding an outfit in his hands. Jack realized where Mark was going with this and shook his head defiantly. Crossing his arms over his chest, he told Mark bluntly. "You were right. I don't like it. I'm not going out there in that." Mark gave him his biggest teddy bear eyes, pleading so very sweetly. "Please, Jack? I know you can do it. It will be cute." Jack shook his head again, when Mark stepped closer to loop a finger in the loop of his collar pulling him closer to whisper over his lips seductively. "The reward will be great if you do. Please? For me?" Jack let out a deep sigh, taking the outfit. It took him a few minutes to get it all on. The only thing that even made him a Sub now was the mask, collar, his black knee pads and his new puppy gloves. Otherwise, he was technically fully dressed now. He shook his head at himself, grimly muttering out. "I'll kill you, Mark... You did this on purpose..." Mark finished fastening the paw gloves to his arms, chuckling out. "Come on. You look so adorable. I love it."

Jack glanced at himself in the mirror again. Mark had found a way to turn him into an irish dog. He was wearing a white and brown spotted spandex body suit under a green sequin vest. On his head, his hat was nestled perfectly with his mask. As a final touch, Mark lowered a bandana around his neck and over the collar. The bandana was done like the Irish flag with little clovers scattered over it. Jack touched it feeling silly. Mark kissed his shoulder, looking at him through the mirror as he told him lovingly. "There. Now no one should see the little Sam's on the collar. Just like you wanted, right? If anyone asks... You're Lucky the dog." Jack rolled his eyes in response, making Mark laugh. Jack wanted to take it all off and refuse to go on... But Mark really worked so hard to get this all together in the last minute for him. It was honestly not that bad on him. He just felt like a St. Paddy's Day dog... Or Lucky's dog from the damn Lucky Charm's cereal box.

Right on cue, Mark picked up a Lucky Charms cereal box from the bag, telling him excitedly. "What do you say, Lucky? You ready to charm them?" Jack's eyes narrowed on Mark as he growled out. "This reward better be fucking worth it, Mark." Mark kissed Jack's exposed cheek, speaking in a hushed voice against his ear. "Oh, it is. Right after the show, I'll take you home and show you the new toy I bought for you." Jack pressed himself against Mark's body, feeling his every curve through the thin fabric of his body suit and slightly wishing he could convince Mark to take him home now. Mark stepped back, placing a hand on Jack's chest as he told him playfully stern. "Nice try. But you won't be getting this engine started until after the show." A wicked grin spread over Jack's face. He was so tempted to try and see if he could. Mark's fingers pinched his nipple through his spandex body suit, telling him with narrowed eyes. "I can see you plotting bad behavior, Jackaboy. Behaved yourself." Jack shifted away from Mark's pinching fingers. He planned to rub his tender nip and respond with something sassy.

Only Mark shut off his brain by suddenly fondling his chest. His thumb brushed over his nipple till it was hard and Jack let out a soft moan. The soft cloth felt amazing against his skin as Mark warmed it and teased him. Jack bit his lip, backing into the heavy wooden divider wall. Mark swallowed, his hands now exploring down his sides, uttering out to him. "Now look what you did... Goddamn it." Mark stepped in against him again, seeking out his ear with his lips to suckle on his pieced earlobe. Jack raised his puppy paws up to hold Mark's sides, while Mark purred into his ear. "This fabric feels so good on you. It really makes you so mag-" Jack swatted Mark's sides in warning, growling out. "Don't you dare say it, Mark! So help me, I'll-" Declan cut Jack off, causing both of them to jump as Declan asked them curiously. "I thought I heard you two in here. Are you going to be in the show or not? Kate needs to know before she announces you."

Mark backed away from Jack to put enough space between them that they could cool down a bit. Jack tried to peek around the divider, but Mark firmly pushed him back till he was flat against the wall, answering Declan casually. "He's going on. He just had to change." Declan chuckled softly, muttering under his breath playfully. "Is that what they are calling it now?" Mark's eyes smugly narrowed on Jack as he told Declan just as playfully. "What can I say... He's magically delicious." Jack crossed his arms, growling like a dog. He knew Mark would end up saying it. He just couldn't help himself. To Be Continued...