EXT. ST. PAWS HIGH SCHOOL — MORNING

Three geeky dogs shuffle towards the entrance: BINGO, a cute, puny Beagle; SKITTLES, a fluffy Sheepdog; and MAX, a mutt with a cone on his neck. Nervous, Bingo slicks back his fur.

BINGO: M-maybe I shouldn’t…
MAX: Smart.
SKITTLES: Wha- no! You said Hugo said she wanted you to ask her.
MAX: Since when are you friends with Hugo?
BINGO: I let him borrow my physics notes.
MAX: You got a D-
SKITTLES: Hey! Eye on the prize: Princess.
BINGO: (resolved) I’m gonna do it.
SKITTLES: Smart.

They tramp inside…

INT. HALLWAY, ST. PAWS HIGH SCHOOL

… At her locker, the most gorgeous girl in school: PRINCESS, a dolled up Pomeranian in a cheerleading outfit. Our guys halt in their tracks, 20 feet away. Bingo gulps.

SKITTLES: Go get ‘em, cowboy.

Slaps him on the back, pushing Bingo forward. He warily steps through the crowded hallway and approaches her. Skittles crosses his claws. Max ducks his head, afraid to watch.

BINGO: Uh, excuse me… sorry to, uh… I was just wondering, um… would you like to go to the prom with me?

Dead silence. Every student in the hallway gawks at them.

PRINCESS: I’d love to go with you, Benji…
BINGO: … Bingo…
PRINCESS: … If only you were cool, rich, and, ya know, semi-good looking.
HUGO O.S.: And taller.
PRINCESS: And taller.

Everyone SNICKERS. HUGO, a buff Siberian Husky in a football jersey, shoots a video of the rejection on his phone. Bingo, tail between his legs, plods back to his friends, crushed.

INT. CRAPPY CAR (FORD PINTO), MOVING — LATER THAT DAY

Bingo drives the heap with a cracked windshield. Max sits in the back, while Skittles rides shotgun, checking his phone.

SKITTLES: Whoa!
BINGO: What?
SKITTLES: You’re famous, dude!

Shows Bingo his phone: the video Hugo shot has gone viral.

MAX: More like infamous.

Eyeing the video, the car veers right & STRIKES a trash can, CONKING OUT. Garbage spills all over the hood. Silence. Then-

SKITTLES: Probably helps the Blue Book.

Bingo shoots him an icy glare.