Post by babclayman on Aug 16, 2010 14:47:32 GMT -5
Hey, Pups. X3
BabClayton here. X3
Things have been quiet for, Fics here lately. So I'm decided to get some things, working again, In hopes to get more, Fanfics on this site again. X3
If anyone wants to post more Fics on here, feel free to do so. X3
Still, I hope you Pups like the fic. ;3
Enjoy ;D
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It seem just another normal day upon the, Dearly Farm. Just close to a Beautiful Late Spring Weekday, The Time just steadily creaking it’s way to one minute past the first hour since Noon as a Pup, Whom stood to a Breed matching almost every other Pup on this Farm, rounded a corner towards the Large Yellow Housing, Situated between a Wall near the Farm Boundaries with a small pond by it and A Large Scarlett Silo Tower which stood above any of the shelters within the Yard Area.
This pups spot features weren’t much out standing upon his body, However, as you keep your track of eye towards his ears, you will notice on how the spots on those, strangely seem to form the shape of a symbol that most people will find on Nuclear Missiles, Hence his name...Nuke…
As this so called, Nuke seem to stroll, bouncing up and down on each Paw he landed as if they were loaded with springs, within the grasp of his Dalmatian Pup jaw, There stood quite a large bone, almost as large as if he took it from A dinosaur exhibition at the “Topstown Museum” and, to most judges of logic, virtually impossible to be able to lift, Yet he carried it as normal.
As he approached up to a small water well, He suddenly seem to stop his bounce in mid air and, as he landed, began twitching his nose and dropped his bone from his jaw like a lump of lead. He instantly began zipping, with a Pounce, to many multiple areas, close to his currently location, sniffing at every little detail in which he came across. His face seem to show signs of confusion, yet concern, and the more his sniffed the more fuelled this emotion became.
His suspicions confirmed, Nuke instantly began running towards the direction of the large rouge Barn, close on the same path as the House, however for a brief moment, Nuke ran back to where his bone fell (With a small crater in the ground) and with some furtive eyeing about, scooped up a small pile of dirt with his paws and tossed it on top of the Bone, not really hiding it that much, however with that, Nuke re-sprinted to the Barn again.
With The Barn, There were dozens of Dalmatians Pups, Similar to Nuke, however mostly shoved aside as He ran past, his main direction was towards a group of Four of these Pups Sitting up close together towards the television screen, to which had some sort of white box plugged into it. Two of these so named Pups, Both opposite gender to one another sat close towards the screen holding what seem to be television remotes, in similar colour to the box, within their Paws.
The male of these two, wore a Red Collar around his next with a larger tag hanging from it, his ears were both black, excluding the three white spots which stood out upon the ear of his right side, upon his back, a large black spot, which looked like a blob with arms and legs, stood while with the top half of his front right leg, a spot, baring close resemblance to an asterisk, marked.
On the screen as they waved and tapped the remotes in their paws, Two beings, one seeming to be an elf dressed in green, the other a yellow mouse, seem to be locked in a conflict with each other. As the Yellow being seem to charge towards the Santa Worker Swordsman, only to fall off the stage they stood on, This Male Dalmatian spoke up.
“KENDRA! Give me a small break! The only reason you’re winning at this moment is because my player keeps running off the edge, when I’m not telling it too!”
The Female beside him (To which also had black ears, with a white marking on the right side as well, a cerise Collar, matching with a larger tag as well, with spots like dragons along her body) seem to stare with a look of indifference to her male competition and responded in a, roughly, calm manner.
“That’s because you’re not putting any thought into it, Clayton, You’re just mashing buttons…”
“Well, they can at least give small text bars…” Clayton, to whom you can guess is the male now, responded with an even more exasperate tone “You know, like a tutorial tab or a ‘Now Press This’…button…”
“You even read the instruction book?” Kendra (Like guess, she’s the female one) stood her case even more.
As they bickered on, Two smaller Patched spot dogs seem to watch.
One of which had his Patch around his right eye, very similar to the side in which the first Two Dalmatians white ear spots are, with sky blue pupils shining within his eyes, his ears seem to match a style similar towards a zebra crossing, while around his neck, a green collar stood with a golden attachment to it, moulded to a shape of a “H”.
The second patch Pup was of a smaller size, and yet, had an almost feminine look to him, despite the fact that both these Patch pups are male. His patch was instead to his left side while around his own neck was an ocean blue collar; his ears were just an indifferent white however, pierced through his right ear (“What is it with the right ear?” I hear you ask…).
These two Patch Pups seem to just stare at one another as this conflict seem to go on, however this was abruptly seized when both pups seem to get pounced upon. As they laid on their bellies in surprise, They both stared up towards this pup on top of them, to which had two of his four Paws on each Pup, with a brief moment of silence, one of the patch Pups spoke up…
“Nuke?” Was the question arising from their muzzle.
Clayton turned at this comment and with a gasp, Dropping his controller, scrambled towards Nuke, yelling in a shrill pitch “NUKE! Get off of Kit & Hesso this instant! They’re not you standing platforms!”
Nuke however did as he seem to be asked and galloped off of the two smaller Patch Pups. He then landed in front of Kendra, giving his usual catchphrase of: “Rawr”, before licking up against her nose with a small giggle following.
As Clayton growled at the site of Nuke, upon standing on top of two of his brother like friends, now making a move on his, Kendra.
“What you doing here, Nuke?” Kendra asked herself, with a roll of the eyes and rubbing her nose at Nukes gesture “You seem disturbed…”
“That’s disturbed?” Hesso, The Golden H Tag Pup, stared confused towards Kit, to which as you can guess is the blue collared ear pieced Pup “How can I tell the difference between disturbed and normal?”
Kit however bit his lower muzzle and spoke in a well articulated speech “Nukes personality is that of one which swings higher than a Jazz Player, although it isn’t visible to naked eyes, you are able to tell when he is disturbed as he is close towards a feminine and doesn’t make a cross of the hind legs…”
“Ah…” Hesso nodded, barely understanding half of what Kit said, yet having a guess at what it was anyway.
Nuke however answered what, Kendra asked.
“You would be disturbed too if you just discovered someone has marked their territory all over your marking zones!” Nuke spoke up “They even got the extensions, I made!”
“Territory?” Hesso blinked up.
“Yeah!” Nuke nodded in confirmation “Some DINK has gone and marked their liquid waste, all over my marks…” he then charged towards Kit so that he was muzzle to muzzle with the smaller Pup “They even got YOUR Markings as well!”
There was a long pause from Kit before awkwardly asking up…
“Who did it?” Kits head tilted a bit, causing his ear ring on his left ear to swing a bit.
“Who you think I am, Rolly!?” Nuke eyed up more “I’m telling you that, this is a new scent which I haven’t noted along this route before....”
“Well, there are more Pups in the world than the ones whom you get with you in a Hay Bale…” Kendra approached the group “You sure it’s not just a new Pup here?”
“Exactly!” Clayton stretched, taking a position by Kit & Hesso “There’s more Pups on, or coming along by, this Farm than there are unsold copies of a ‘Full House’ Boxset, You sure it could just be a new Pup whom doesn’t know everyones’ scent yet?”
“There is a lot to remember…” Hesso agreed.
“But, it’s not just my mark!” Nuke stuttered “They even got Kendras mark under that Tree near the, Bark Brigade Cart or that one on her imaginary boarder of the forest…”
“That’s wolf territory though.” Kendra blinked “I don’t want to dishonour and invade them…”
Clayton however sighed “Well, there are tons of trees in the world, you sure it could be that they got that tree by chance?”
“The Gate close to the Mail Box wall!” Nuke continued.
Kit of course stared more hearing this, still trying to recuperate after Kendras comment. Clayton shrugged.
“First thing you do when you get back from a trip to Gruteley…”
“The Pig Sty!” Nuke stared more.
“Could happen to anyone.”
“The Rose Bush!”
”Innocent!”
“And the, Vine Wall!”
Clayton paused “The…Vine Wall?” he asked up. “You mean, that vine curling, working their way up the House, so close to a ladder to the attic…A place which acts as a good short cut, to which I marked at the central base of!?….”
Nuke blinked “Yup…”
Clayton perked his head up growling, with a twitch within his eye “That Son Of A B!tch!” He yelled out loud, in a form of an insult (When you’re a Canine, The term, “B!tch” could considerably be used as a state of fact to your Mother)
As Kit & Hesso blinked, taken a bit staggered over Claytons twist in attitude, Kendra moved closer “Surely, you’re able to detect which breed that the Wizzer marks come from?” she suggested “Marks are pretty much a ‘I was here…’ piece of Graffiti, the Humans do in the rough parts of Topstown…”
Nuke however stared more “I am aware of that, The problem is that the scent is too mixed into OURS it creates a totally different scent…sort of like Birds, Bees & play with partners really…”
“If you some how were able to detect the scent of the one that marked your spot.” Hesso spoke up “And placed X & Y together…Would you be able to find a match to your suspect then?”
Clayton, Kit & Kendra stared at this while Nuke shrugged “It’s a possible look…”
“Alright then…” Clayton nodded “We are going to investigate…’Whom Took A Dump On My Mark?’…Whom is our first competitor?” Clayton spoke, just realising what they were saying.
“Well, Wizzer is a prime suspect…” Nuke started heading towards the Tree root, sticking out of a crack in the Barn Wall, acting as a shortcut to the back “Where you think he’d be?”
“Possibly he’s, in Cadpigs words, given into Pier Pressure and is hanging with that Gang of Moochs…” Kendra sighed, feeling somewhat annoyed just mentioning about the Gang.
“But, Phillip says that The Wizzer doesn’t mark over other Marks on purpose…” Kit spoke up “You sure he did this with The Mooch Unit?”
“I haven’t met this Gang of Moochs before…” Hesso queried “What is it like?”
“Isn’t he that larger grey dog whom calls me, ‘Fairy’?” Kit spoke, asking Clayton.
“Well, You can pretty much say that when you come up with his Gang…” Kendra nodded “Consider that your Bones may be missing or that you find some Pups calling you some sort of name, chances are, he’s the dishonourable one behind it…”
“Well, The more we sit here talking, the more Mooch is taking a dump on our Marks…” Nukes Rawred “We better Pounce him, NOW!”
“Okay! Okay!” Clayton sighed feeling pressured “We should probably check out the Wagon area first.”
“That’s his usual, Spitting or Gorging Spot…” Kendra added.
“Let’s check it out then.” Hesso nodded as he began heading to the Tree Branch Tunnel, Spurting its way through the Barn Walls “We should be able to catch him by the, Carriage…Nuke can be our sniffer as he already has got the scent and can compare it to this, Gang…thing…”
Clayton nodded at this suggestion and began following Hesso through the Tree Brach passage, quickly followed by, Kit, Kendra and then, Nuke.
As, Nukes tail eased into the Tree Hole, A Pair of Sunglasses stood upon one of the small boxes, Close towards the television.
As the screen still flickered with the games results, a Brown Paw crept, stealth like, towards them and snatched the specs up and clipped them onto a loose string, tied around its brunette neck and then, with a squish of it’s long tail, it leapt up on a couple of beams, in the Barn Roof support.
Taking up a small Mouse and holding it, almost piercing its flesh with its sharp claws, the creature itself, continuing its path leading to the skylight…
To Be Continued...
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Clayton & Kendra (C) Me (Babclayman) X3
Kit (C) Kit
Hesso (C) Hesso
Nuke (C) Nuke
Others Mentioned (C) Their Respected Owners
I am working on this fic more. X3
Hope I can get my mind working right on this. X3
I'll see what I can psot on this, soon. X3
BabClayton here. X3
Things have been quiet for, Fics here lately. So I'm decided to get some things, working again, In hopes to get more, Fanfics on this site again. X3
If anyone wants to post more Fics on here, feel free to do so. X3
Still, I hope you Pups like the fic. ;3
Enjoy ;D
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It seem just another normal day upon the, Dearly Farm. Just close to a Beautiful Late Spring Weekday, The Time just steadily creaking it’s way to one minute past the first hour since Noon as a Pup, Whom stood to a Breed matching almost every other Pup on this Farm, rounded a corner towards the Large Yellow Housing, Situated between a Wall near the Farm Boundaries with a small pond by it and A Large Scarlett Silo Tower which stood above any of the shelters within the Yard Area.
This pups spot features weren’t much out standing upon his body, However, as you keep your track of eye towards his ears, you will notice on how the spots on those, strangely seem to form the shape of a symbol that most people will find on Nuclear Missiles, Hence his name...Nuke…
As this so called, Nuke seem to stroll, bouncing up and down on each Paw he landed as if they were loaded with springs, within the grasp of his Dalmatian Pup jaw, There stood quite a large bone, almost as large as if he took it from A dinosaur exhibition at the “Topstown Museum” and, to most judges of logic, virtually impossible to be able to lift, Yet he carried it as normal.
As he approached up to a small water well, He suddenly seem to stop his bounce in mid air and, as he landed, began twitching his nose and dropped his bone from his jaw like a lump of lead. He instantly began zipping, with a Pounce, to many multiple areas, close to his currently location, sniffing at every little detail in which he came across. His face seem to show signs of confusion, yet concern, and the more his sniffed the more fuelled this emotion became.
His suspicions confirmed, Nuke instantly began running towards the direction of the large rouge Barn, close on the same path as the House, however for a brief moment, Nuke ran back to where his bone fell (With a small crater in the ground) and with some furtive eyeing about, scooped up a small pile of dirt with his paws and tossed it on top of the Bone, not really hiding it that much, however with that, Nuke re-sprinted to the Barn again.
With The Barn, There were dozens of Dalmatians Pups, Similar to Nuke, however mostly shoved aside as He ran past, his main direction was towards a group of Four of these Pups Sitting up close together towards the television screen, to which had some sort of white box plugged into it. Two of these so named Pups, Both opposite gender to one another sat close towards the screen holding what seem to be television remotes, in similar colour to the box, within their Paws.
The male of these two, wore a Red Collar around his next with a larger tag hanging from it, his ears were both black, excluding the three white spots which stood out upon the ear of his right side, upon his back, a large black spot, which looked like a blob with arms and legs, stood while with the top half of his front right leg, a spot, baring close resemblance to an asterisk, marked.
On the screen as they waved and tapped the remotes in their paws, Two beings, one seeming to be an elf dressed in green, the other a yellow mouse, seem to be locked in a conflict with each other. As the Yellow being seem to charge towards the Santa Worker Swordsman, only to fall off the stage they stood on, This Male Dalmatian spoke up.
“KENDRA! Give me a small break! The only reason you’re winning at this moment is because my player keeps running off the edge, when I’m not telling it too!”
The Female beside him (To which also had black ears, with a white marking on the right side as well, a cerise Collar, matching with a larger tag as well, with spots like dragons along her body) seem to stare with a look of indifference to her male competition and responded in a, roughly, calm manner.
“That’s because you’re not putting any thought into it, Clayton, You’re just mashing buttons…”
“Well, they can at least give small text bars…” Clayton, to whom you can guess is the male now, responded with an even more exasperate tone “You know, like a tutorial tab or a ‘Now Press This’…button…”
“You even read the instruction book?” Kendra (Like guess, she’s the female one) stood her case even more.
As they bickered on, Two smaller Patched spot dogs seem to watch.
One of which had his Patch around his right eye, very similar to the side in which the first Two Dalmatians white ear spots are, with sky blue pupils shining within his eyes, his ears seem to match a style similar towards a zebra crossing, while around his neck, a green collar stood with a golden attachment to it, moulded to a shape of a “H”.
The second patch Pup was of a smaller size, and yet, had an almost feminine look to him, despite the fact that both these Patch pups are male. His patch was instead to his left side while around his own neck was an ocean blue collar; his ears were just an indifferent white however, pierced through his right ear (“What is it with the right ear?” I hear you ask…).
These two Patch Pups seem to just stare at one another as this conflict seem to go on, however this was abruptly seized when both pups seem to get pounced upon. As they laid on their bellies in surprise, They both stared up towards this pup on top of them, to which had two of his four Paws on each Pup, with a brief moment of silence, one of the patch Pups spoke up…
“Nuke?” Was the question arising from their muzzle.
Clayton turned at this comment and with a gasp, Dropping his controller, scrambled towards Nuke, yelling in a shrill pitch “NUKE! Get off of Kit & Hesso this instant! They’re not you standing platforms!”
Nuke however did as he seem to be asked and galloped off of the two smaller Patch Pups. He then landed in front of Kendra, giving his usual catchphrase of: “Rawr”, before licking up against her nose with a small giggle following.
As Clayton growled at the site of Nuke, upon standing on top of two of his brother like friends, now making a move on his, Kendra.
“What you doing here, Nuke?” Kendra asked herself, with a roll of the eyes and rubbing her nose at Nukes gesture “You seem disturbed…”
“That’s disturbed?” Hesso, The Golden H Tag Pup, stared confused towards Kit, to which as you can guess is the blue collared ear pieced Pup “How can I tell the difference between disturbed and normal?”
Kit however bit his lower muzzle and spoke in a well articulated speech “Nukes personality is that of one which swings higher than a Jazz Player, although it isn’t visible to naked eyes, you are able to tell when he is disturbed as he is close towards a feminine and doesn’t make a cross of the hind legs…”
“Ah…” Hesso nodded, barely understanding half of what Kit said, yet having a guess at what it was anyway.
Nuke however answered what, Kendra asked.
“You would be disturbed too if you just discovered someone has marked their territory all over your marking zones!” Nuke spoke up “They even got the extensions, I made!”
“Territory?” Hesso blinked up.
“Yeah!” Nuke nodded in confirmation “Some DINK has gone and marked their liquid waste, all over my marks…” he then charged towards Kit so that he was muzzle to muzzle with the smaller Pup “They even got YOUR Markings as well!”
There was a long pause from Kit before awkwardly asking up…
“Who did it?” Kits head tilted a bit, causing his ear ring on his left ear to swing a bit.
“Who you think I am, Rolly!?” Nuke eyed up more “I’m telling you that, this is a new scent which I haven’t noted along this route before....”
“Well, there are more Pups in the world than the ones whom you get with you in a Hay Bale…” Kendra approached the group “You sure it’s not just a new Pup here?”
“Exactly!” Clayton stretched, taking a position by Kit & Hesso “There’s more Pups on, or coming along by, this Farm than there are unsold copies of a ‘Full House’ Boxset, You sure it could just be a new Pup whom doesn’t know everyones’ scent yet?”
“There is a lot to remember…” Hesso agreed.
“But, it’s not just my mark!” Nuke stuttered “They even got Kendras mark under that Tree near the, Bark Brigade Cart or that one on her imaginary boarder of the forest…”
“That’s wolf territory though.” Kendra blinked “I don’t want to dishonour and invade them…”
Clayton however sighed “Well, there are tons of trees in the world, you sure it could be that they got that tree by chance?”
“The Gate close to the Mail Box wall!” Nuke continued.
Kit of course stared more hearing this, still trying to recuperate after Kendras comment. Clayton shrugged.
“First thing you do when you get back from a trip to Gruteley…”
“The Pig Sty!” Nuke stared more.
“Could happen to anyone.”
“The Rose Bush!”
”Innocent!”
“And the, Vine Wall!”
Clayton paused “The…Vine Wall?” he asked up. “You mean, that vine curling, working their way up the House, so close to a ladder to the attic…A place which acts as a good short cut, to which I marked at the central base of!?….”
Nuke blinked “Yup…”
Clayton perked his head up growling, with a twitch within his eye “That Son Of A B!tch!” He yelled out loud, in a form of an insult (When you’re a Canine, The term, “B!tch” could considerably be used as a state of fact to your Mother)
As Kit & Hesso blinked, taken a bit staggered over Claytons twist in attitude, Kendra moved closer “Surely, you’re able to detect which breed that the Wizzer marks come from?” she suggested “Marks are pretty much a ‘I was here…’ piece of Graffiti, the Humans do in the rough parts of Topstown…”
Nuke however stared more “I am aware of that, The problem is that the scent is too mixed into OURS it creates a totally different scent…sort of like Birds, Bees & play with partners really…”
“If you some how were able to detect the scent of the one that marked your spot.” Hesso spoke up “And placed X & Y together…Would you be able to find a match to your suspect then?”
Clayton, Kit & Kendra stared at this while Nuke shrugged “It’s a possible look…”
“Alright then…” Clayton nodded “We are going to investigate…’Whom Took A Dump On My Mark?’…Whom is our first competitor?” Clayton spoke, just realising what they were saying.
“Well, Wizzer is a prime suspect…” Nuke started heading towards the Tree root, sticking out of a crack in the Barn Wall, acting as a shortcut to the back “Where you think he’d be?”
“Possibly he’s, in Cadpigs words, given into Pier Pressure and is hanging with that Gang of Moochs…” Kendra sighed, feeling somewhat annoyed just mentioning about the Gang.
“But, Phillip says that The Wizzer doesn’t mark over other Marks on purpose…” Kit spoke up “You sure he did this with The Mooch Unit?”
“I haven’t met this Gang of Moochs before…” Hesso queried “What is it like?”
“Isn’t he that larger grey dog whom calls me, ‘Fairy’?” Kit spoke, asking Clayton.
“Well, You can pretty much say that when you come up with his Gang…” Kendra nodded “Consider that your Bones may be missing or that you find some Pups calling you some sort of name, chances are, he’s the dishonourable one behind it…”
“Well, The more we sit here talking, the more Mooch is taking a dump on our Marks…” Nukes Rawred “We better Pounce him, NOW!”
“Okay! Okay!” Clayton sighed feeling pressured “We should probably check out the Wagon area first.”
“That’s his usual, Spitting or Gorging Spot…” Kendra added.
“Let’s check it out then.” Hesso nodded as he began heading to the Tree Branch Tunnel, Spurting its way through the Barn Walls “We should be able to catch him by the, Carriage…Nuke can be our sniffer as he already has got the scent and can compare it to this, Gang…thing…”
Clayton nodded at this suggestion and began following Hesso through the Tree Brach passage, quickly followed by, Kit, Kendra and then, Nuke.
As, Nukes tail eased into the Tree Hole, A Pair of Sunglasses stood upon one of the small boxes, Close towards the television.
As the screen still flickered with the games results, a Brown Paw crept, stealth like, towards them and snatched the specs up and clipped them onto a loose string, tied around its brunette neck and then, with a squish of it’s long tail, it leapt up on a couple of beams, in the Barn Roof support.
Taking up a small Mouse and holding it, almost piercing its flesh with its sharp claws, the creature itself, continuing its path leading to the skylight…
To Be Continued...
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Clayton & Kendra (C) Me (Babclayman) X3
Kit (C) Kit
Hesso (C) Hesso
Nuke (C) Nuke
Others Mentioned (C) Their Respected Owners
I am working on this fic more. X3
Hope I can get my mind working right on this. X3
I'll see what I can psot on this, soon. X3