Post by Sparky Cobalt on Nov 4, 2010 14:10:23 GMT -5
Sparky stared, dismayed at the 'closed' sign on Chang's Pet Shop (and chinese etc). What was he going to do with this thing, now?
This thing, being, of course, the stray that he'd picked up at the dueling field, the one he'd lost his broom to. He looked down at the puppy, frowning a little.
"What am I gonna do with you, little buddy?" It was obviously a boy, after all. He was as sure about this as Teagan II had been a girl.
(Which, in retrospect...)
He leaned down and ruffled the fur behind the dog's ear. " Do you have an owner or something?" He asked, then laughed at himself. Of course he wouldn't get an answer. Dogs couldn't talk. "Look at me. I'm talking to a dumb dog." He stood up, and gave a little tug on the leash. "Come on. Let's find someone to take care of you. I can't afford to have two dogs. No matter how cute and vicious you are."
It was odd. He didn't stutter when he was talking to animals, even though animals hated him. Maybe he should've just thought of Teagan as a small gerbil, albeit a very cute one (with "swollen" lips).
Little Buddy wasn't amused, for it was for 'Teagan II' that she wasn't chewing the leash off and shape shifting right now. Maybe she should anyway. Sparky needed a reality check, anyway. The dumb dog wasn't amused at all.
She felt bad about breaking the broomstick.
Kind of.
Until he'd called her a dumb dog.
The little shit. She'd even attended his class one time, just so he wouldn't feel like an utter failure ... wasn't buddy a guy name? Shit. She whined, pawed at the air, and then shook her head at the first question.
He'd probably just think she had ear mites or something.
She grabbed at the leash, chewing without tearing. Half-playfully, she wagged her tail and darted back, threatening to bring Sparky down with her. Because lets admit it everyone. If Willow wanted to pull him over.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Nov 4, 2010 20:52:13 GMT -5
"What's that boy?" Sparky asked, as he (the dog) made some motions as if he wanted him to follow it. "You know where your owner is?" He'd heard of this before. There was even a famous rescue dog named Laddie, who would save children out of wells and stuff. Maybe it worked on strays, too!
"Lead the way, boy! Come on, Spot!" He tried to be encouraging. He wasn't too used to it, but he figured for a dog, he would try. "That's a good boy!"
For answer, Willow sat down on the ground, fell flat, and hid her head under her paws.
God.
This was so humiliating.
SHE DIDNT EVEN HAVE SPOTS.
What the hell. Willow wasn't sure whether she had actually said it out loud or not. Go save Timmy on your own. By out loud she meant the telepathic ... talking. Thing.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Nov 5, 2010 2:22:21 GMT -5
Sparky watched as the poor puppy tried to hide under its paws. It was so gosh darned cute! He was debating trying to take it home, and it could live with Teagan II... except he didn't know where Teagan II was. (Obviously, this thread takes place in the Past, as Willow still has her memory and Sparky doesn't know the TRUE NATURE of lycans yet. XD)
"Do you... Do you not have an owner, after all?" Sparky asked, ignoring the annoying voice again. He hated when kids yelled from across the streets, he swore they were in his head. Who the hell was Timmy? He doubted he really needed saving. It made him sad that they didn't have an owner.
God, if anyone else saw her, someone she knew ... Willow squirmed and rolled onto her side, pawing at the air. She wanted to tell Sparky so bad, but god, she really didn't want to mess this up for Orca.
Ughhhhh.
She whined, wagging her tail furiously, and bounced back up onto her paws. She pranced in place for a bit, trying to look as excited as possible. Anything to get off of this leash. It was at that moment did she look up and get the joke about the chinese food shop.
Oh god that was so gross.
So far Sparky hadn't noticed the annoying voice was actually coming from her. So, she made it a kind of general remark, that would hopefully be the deciding factor ...
Did you know they take the animals they don't sell, and when they get old they -
Ewww. What if they really did?
Please please, she thought, don't leave me here. She really didn't want to have to beat up whoever owned the shop now to escape.
Post by Sparky Cobalt on Nov 11, 2010 22:34:38 GMT -5
Sparky looked down at the dog. Why was he so damn excitable? Did he have rabies? What was wrong? Maybe he had to pee. All sorts of scenarios crossed his mind.
"Maybe I oughta take-" He was interrupted by a voice in his head, rambling about some questionable activities that the store took part in. "Hmm."
He sighed, leaned and pet the dog on the head again. "I guess I oughta take you home. Too bad you can't meet my dog, Teagan the Second. I bet you guys would be best friends. You would try and get her pregnant, though, and I can't have dogs having babies in my room. That would be gross! Besides, you would be this weird light tan color 'cause pure white and your color would mix weird."
"C'mon," he yanked on the leash a little, to get him to settle down. "Let's go home!" And with that, Sparky started walking towards the castle, dog in tow. "You better not eat my stuff, dumb dog. I barely have anything as it is. Teagan the Second never ate my stuff."
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