(A/N:Sorry this chapter took so long. Over the summer, I was helping my dad tear down our back porch to build a new porch, since the old porch rotted away into nothing. Also, I was busy working with other fics, & for the most part, am getting lazy & ideas on what to type next that'd be good are few & far between. So, without any further delays, here's the VERY long-awaited next chapter of The Changing Heart. Please R&R.)

By the time Wilford walked off, pondering what he said, Minerva had come home at the same time Newt had 1 chore left. Now Newt was scrubbing the floor while Minerva was changing. Newt dunked the brush into the soapy water.

"After this, I will have pleased Minerva for the day." Newt said to himself. He pulled the brush out & rubbed it vigorously on the floor. He turned to scrub another part of the floor, but in doing so, he turned his body so he was facing where Minerva was. He then looked up & saw Minerva, her back facing him, wearing only white underwear & a white bra, & nothing else. She turned around & walked over to Newt, swinging her hands & hips back & forth. Newt just stayed there, watching his mistress slowly approach him. She then knelt down in front of him, leaning forward, giving Newt the ability to see right down her cleavage. "M… Minerva." He said, sounding dumbfounded. "What are you doing? Minerva then placed her finger on his lips.

"Something I've been thinking about doing to you a lot lately, Newt." Minerva replied. She leaned in, closed her eyes, & kissed Newt on the lips. Newt was surprised by Minerva suddenly doing this, but slowly closed his eyes, beginning to accept it all. Minerva then placed her hands on Newt's shoulders & slowly pushed him onto his back. She then wrapped her hands around Newt's neck while placing 1 hand on the back of his head. Newt then wrapped his arms around her back, his arms just under hers. Minerva then slipped her tongue into his mouth. Newt was surprised by this sudden intrusion at first, but grew to accept it, taking Minerva's tongue into a dance with his. Newt felt he was in heaven. He couldn't quite place it, but something about this he really liked. Minerva then broke the kiss & got up a little so Newt could see her body. She then brought her hands up to her breasts & clutched the bottom of her bra, she then proceeded to pull it up off her breasts. Newt couldn't believe it, Minerva was willingly undressing herself while laying right on top of him. He never thought she'd want to engage him of all people into this type of intercourse. Yet he simply stayed there, knowing full well what would come next. Minerva's bra was almost off until.

"Newt? Why are you lying down like that?"

Newt looked & saw he was indeed lying on his back, but was no longer under a half-naked Minerva. Minerva was now dressed in a pink t-shirt with blue denim shorts, looking at Newt puzzlingly.

"I was just cleaning the floors when I thought I saw you… uh… heh heh heh." Newt said, getting nervous near the end of his explanation, wondering how he could explain to his master that he thought she was going to make love to him. Minerva stared at him, wondering what he was thinking about. A thought then occurred to her.

"Did you have another thought of me doing stuff to you, Newt?" She asked, causing to stiffen up & look at her, shocked & embarrassed.

"Y-you guessed?" He asked. Minerva giggled at this.

"Well, we've both been having thoughts about each other like that." Minerva replied. Newt just put his finger under his lip, & his other hand on his hip, looking down, looking like he was thinking.

"Oh yeah." He said. "I guess that's true." He then looked up at Minerva. "Have you ever thought of me as a potential love interest, Minerva?" Minerva just looked down at him, totally perplexed. Normally she would've just given him a flat out "no", but after he spent several days with her, & did everything she told him, she was beginning to reconsider her feelings for the dog. Maybe she DID like the dog after all.

"No." Minerva said. "Not a real "love interest" anyway, Newt." This just brought Newt's spirit right back down. His shoulders sagged & his faced drooped down in disappointment.

"Oh, alright." Newt said, sounding down. Minerva felt lousy with herself after saying that. She knelt down in front of him & put her hand on his shoulder.

"Now now, Newt." Minerva said. "Just because I don't consider you a love interest, doesn't mean nobody does." Newt looked up at Minerva, hopefully.

"Really, Minerva?' He asked. Minerva smiled & nodded.

"Of course." She replied. "Surely there must be SOMEBODY out there for you. A nice guy like you could land a real nice girl for sure. You're smart, nice, diligent, handy, loyal, & so many other things that could make girls want you. You'll find the right girl before you know it, Newt. I'm positive." Newt smiled at this.

"Thanks, Minerva." He said. "You're right. The right girl for me is out there somewhere, & I will find her, wherever she may be." Minerva smiled at him.

"That's the spirit, Newt." She said. "With an attitude like that, you'll find the right girl, & become the happiest hunting dog on Earth. That girl's out there waiting to be found." She then muttered. "Or maybe in here." Newt heard her muttering, but didn't hear her words.

"What was that, Minerva?" He asked. Minerva jumped & looked at him.

"Oh, nothing." She said. Newt lifted 1 eyelid at her, keeping the other down.

"Ummm, ok." He said. He then went back to cleaning the floor. Minerva sat down & watched him, like he interested her. Newt could sense she was watching & peered over his shoulder at her. He smiled softly & went back to work. Meanwhile, just outside their home, Sheela, having come back to find inspiration for a plan to catch Minerva, was peering in through the window, noticing the chemistry between them.

"So." She said to herself. "My doofus brother & that mink who took him in seem to have something going on between them." She smiled evilly at this. "Perhaps if I can separate the 2, the mink will be completely defenceless, & I can capture her easy." She rubbed the palms of her hands together. "My master will be so proud of me."

"Why's that?"

Sheela immediately turned around & saw Wilford right behind her. She felt her hartbeat's rhythm become weaker, increasing the time between beats.

"W-wilford." She said, stuttering. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I was just walking along, admiring the scenery, when I saw you here." Wilford replied. "So, what are you up to?" Sheela blushed, put her arms behind her back, looked down at the ground, & made little circles in the ground with her foot.

"Oh, uh." She said. "I was just… uuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh."

"Just what?" Wilford asked. Sheela was totally flustered, not knowing what to do or say around Wilford Wolf.

"C'mon, Sheela." She thought to herself. "Think of something to tell him so he doesn't catch on to your plotting." She then remembered what Wilford said as well. "I am also admiring the scenery." She replied. She then looked around, oohing & aahing at her surroundings. "Very nice." She said. Wilford looked at her & smiled.

"Wow, Sheela." He said. "That's great. Perhaps you'd like to join me." Her faced blushed deeply at this.

"R-really, Wilford?" She asked. Wilford nodded.

"Of course." He said. Sheela's heart then began pumping so that it showed trying to jump out of her chest, but not getting through the skin. Here pupils even turned into hearts.

"That w-would be wonderful." She stuttered. Wilford smiled at this.

"Alright then." He said. "Let's go." He turned around & walked off with Sheela following him, totally lovestruck. After a while, her hand reached up & slapped her right in the face, snapping her out of her trance.

"Sheela." She muttered to herself. "What are you doing? You have to come up with a plan to get Newt out of that stupid mink's house."

"Hey, Sheela." She heard Wilford say, then turned to see him waving at her & pointing to his right. "Look here, you gotta see this." Her lovey-dovey look then returned.

"Later." She said in a love-struck tone. "Right now, I'm spending time with that lovely lupine." She then proceeded to follow him.