So, Tyk's an alien. Woah, Tyk's an alien! Dude! Will he take over the world,
or will Howie stick him in the Happy Meal box again? Stay tuned
"Dude Brian," Nick told his friend. "Your dog gets way into the Telletubbies, doesn't he?" Brian looked up to see his dog pressed against the TV screen looking at them, wagging his tail. Brian laughed, but Howie said, "It's scary. I'm not kidding. Your dog once said, 'Ello, Po'. Don't look at me like I'm crazy." "Sure, Howard," Kevin said sarcastically, raising an eyebrow. Brian laughed and went back to writing a letter. "Who ya writin' to," AJ asked Brian. "Ashley," Brian said with a smile. "Dude, you know she hates you, right?" Brian sneered at Nick's question. "She doesn't hate me, she likes me. She just doesn't know it yet." The rest of the guys went out to go eat, and left Brian to his letter writing.
"Get away from the TV, Tyk…I'm kinda worried about you." Tyk ran over and started to stare at Brian. "Okay, we'll go for a walk, but we have to get back in time so I can mail the letter." Tyk yipped, and ran around the room. Brian brought Tyk near the basketball court, and Tyk ran toward a ball. "Tyk, the ball's gonna squash you…I'm not kidding…Chihuahua sandwich…Come back here." Tyk snapped at the ball and it went in the hoop. "Wow," Brian looked at utter amazement. "That hoop is just so crappy. I wonder when they'll fix it. Oh, the ball didn't squash you Tykie? Your lucky." If dogs can look pissed off, Tyk looked pissed off. Tyk grabbed Brian's pant leg, and made him watch the dog make the basket. "Very nice, Tyk. I can do that too, watch." He threw the ball up in the air, and it went in. "Anyhow, you're out of bounds." The dog's eyes got wide-eyed, and it seemed to shake its head as it walked home.
Brian finished writing his letter before the rest of the guys got home. "Dude, Brian, did you and Tyk have fun?" Nick asked Brian. "Oh, not really. We went to the park, and Tyk and I each made a basket. Tykie acted like it was some huge deal." Kevin's mouth dropped open, "Brian, you can't be that much of a dumb," AJ interrupted him, "CENSORED!" Brian asked why, and Kevin told him, "Dogs, especially Chihuahua's, don't make baskets in basketball…It is a big deal." Brian told him that he'd have to think about it, and went back to watching Tyk's love for Teletubbies. "I guess it is pretty weird," Brian thought. "No dog should like watching Teletubbies. 'Po decides to go on a walk,' 'Po go on walk.' Oh, and I guess making the basketball shots is pretty unusual anyhow."
All of the guys went back to their own homes. And Brian noticed a strange green color on his Chihuahua. Brian laughed and said, "Ha, somebody needs to fix Tyk's tint button!" Brian tickled Tyk's tummy so Tyk's leg shook really hard. Tyk looked at him with a look of disdain. Tyk got up, went into the bathroom, and then flushed the toilet. "I finally housetrained him," Brian said with a feeling of happiness. Then Tyk then started to fly around the room. "Wow! Super Tyk! You could get a movie deal. But get down before you hurt yourself." Tyk landed and said, "I am an alien, ditz." Brian's eyes got wide, but he laughed, "ET-T- Rok. The Extra Terrestrial Tyk who plays basketball. Think of the NBA half times." Tyk shook his head, "Just, just go to sleep. I won't hurt you-yet-muhahaha." Brian looked at him, "How could you hurt me? Howie stuck you in that Happy Meal last week, and I don't think anything that small" Brian started. Tyk interrupted him, "Just be quiet."