Fniff awoke from his slumber in his bed. The boiler had gone off. It's usually calming hum had disappeared, and was replaced with the sound of silence. Shivering with cold, Fniff got up and put on a coat, then walked to the boiler room. He hadn't visited it all too often, and he did not expect to find what he found down there.
Water splashed as he opened the door. What the fuck? Why was there water in a boiler room?
Splash. Splash.
Sighing, he went in and checked to see what was wrong. Well, it seemed that there wasn't any fuel. Fniff walked over to the gas tank, got a can and filled it up with gas. He dumped the gas into the boiler, and it burst with flame. Smiling, he walked out of the hot boiler room, and that was when he felt something bite his ankle.
Raaaaaaagh.
What he saw could have broken minds. A horrific bloated combination of a shark and a leech was gnawing on his leg. Unlike most people who would have screamed and run very far away, Fniff cooed.
"Aw. Well, little fella, where is your mother? Aww... you don't have a mummy? Come here, daddy will help the little cuddly doo... just give me a moment, and I'll get a bowl." Fniff ran off, and got a bowl to house the pint sized eldritch abomination. Filling it with water, the horror was picked up and placed into the bowl.
"Okay, what should I call you... I know! The Dark Son of a Thousand Incestuous Dark Ones Who Shall Reign Darkness Upon Thee, Ala Cathgroth, ALA CATHGROTH! Howard for short! Now, I wonder what the landlord will think of pets."
Fniff went to Newsmuffin's room, and showed the pet to him.
"Hey, what is the policy on pets? I found li'l The Dark Son of a Thousand Incestuous Dark Ones Who Shall Reign Darkness Upon Thee, Ala Cathgroth, ALA CATHGROTH! AKA Howard in the boiler room. You should check that out. Also, what do you think of the li'l guy? He kinda looks like Cthulu if he was a shark!"