Post by babclayman on Nov 21, 2007 16:14:54 GMT -5
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I'm trying to make this story darker as we go along
I would appreciate comments, thanks
enjoy
The pups watched Horace & Jasper load the bags into the car from behind a brick wall; they waited for an opportunity to sneak into one of the bags. Horace and Jasper went inside to collect the rest of the bags, “Now’s our chance.” Lucky called to the others, the pups sneaked towards one of the bigger bags, unzipped it, pulled out some terrible piece of fashion, climbed in and zipped the bag up again. “Come On! Come On!” Cruella shouted, Horace and Jasper came out with fives bags under each arm; they chucked those into the car before picking up the one the pups were in. “Is it me.” Horace pondered to Jasper “But does this bag feel heavier?” Jasper replied by concluding “It’s probably just that your muscles are tired out.” Horace just accepted Jaspers answer and threw the bag into the car, the pups inside got knocked together when the bag made impact with the boot of the car. “This is going to be one long ride.” Cadpig sighed before the car boot was closed and the car drove off.
In Washington, the presidential quarters; Sirius tossed and turned in his sleep, he cried out to something that he saw in his sleep. “You can’t do this!” He screamed “No! NO!” he started to break a sweat. The images appearing before him were just pure torture, he continued screaming before…
“Sirius?” Sirius opened his eyes, Henry Nosax was staring at his with a concerned look on his face “You alright?” he asked feeling the dogs forehead. Sirius rubbed his face “No.” he said “I’m fine.” Henry continued to look at the dog, but soon left the room.
Sirius took a deep breath he couldn’t stop thinking about the image in his dream. At this moment one of the spheres (or Engelador) appeared out of nowhere into the room. “Is it ready?” it asked, Sirius replied in a quick answer, he had been asked that question all day “Yes! Tonight! Not a day sooner!” The sphere talked back to Sirius in a scared way “It has to be tonight. We can’t stand being there any longer, the sights and the dark!” Sirius just repeated his answer “Yes! Tonight!” The sphere disappeared and left Sirius alone.
Sirius looked at the clock; 3:45 PM. “Just another 8 hours.” He thought to himself. “That’s when it will all end.”
The journey to Washington wasn’t all glamorous, half the time was spend telling Fidget not to fidget and along the way it suddenly felt wet (No one spoke to Wizzer for a while after that). The pups just waited and waited for an opportunity for when they can safely emerge from the bag, ages passed before the time felt good, they shot out of the bag and started gasping for breath. “And I thought the episode “Blink” was bad!” Doc coughed. Kendra scratched herself like mad; she had been leaning against Dipstick in the bag “How do you put up with them!?” Kendra scowled at Dipstick, Dipstick shrugged “There not so bad after a while.”
“W, W, Where are we?” Fidget asked looking around. The room had an uncanny resemblance to inside a baked bean tin, was filled to the brim with bags and outside the noise of jet engines could be heard, “Must be on the plane.” Patch concluded.
Lucky stood up and took a deep breath. “Alright…” he said “From this point on, I’m calling the shots.” Clayton raised his eyebrow up at Lucky “Why?” he asked “We are on the way to Washington aren’t we?” Lucky gave his reply “Look, going to Washington is good and all, but I’m pretty sure there was a better way of doing it. I’ve been through more adventures than Tom Sawyer; so that makes me a good qualifier for the position of leader.” Clayton sighed, he was fed up with Lucky going on about what big of hero he was, almost more irritating than having to put up with Doc, he began to question Lucky's heroism “Like the other times and look what happened to you. You failed to brake into the chow tower; you didn’t get your shots and went all green and pink, you got abducted by a sheep…” Lucky made a come back. “Hey! Remember last time we were kidnapped, I saved us then.” Dipstick shook his head “I actually think Tac was the one who did that.” Clayton nodded at Dipstick “As strange as it sounds, Dipstick is right.” Lucky’s face turned red, he grabbed Clayton and hissed in his face “Listen here! Tac is not a hero! If there’s one hero in this family, it’s me!” Clayton just spoke very calmly back “Everything’s all about you then is it?” The situation would of gotten worse if it hadn’t been Cadpig tearing them apart, “Look!” She said “We can get our feelings out later, but now we got something to do.” Lucky let go of Clayton, he was
Outside the sound of the engines seemed to grow calm, “I think we’re coming into land.” Wizzer deducted, “I think you’re right there Wizzer.” Lucky agreed. “We better hide before someone sees us.” The pups followed Lucky back into the Torture which was the bag, the only one that didn’t seem to care was Clayton, he stayed far behind “Yes great hero.” He muttered under his breath.
To be continued...
I'm trying to make this story darker as we go along
I would appreciate comments, thanks
enjoy
The pups watched Horace & Jasper load the bags into the car from behind a brick wall; they waited for an opportunity to sneak into one of the bags. Horace and Jasper went inside to collect the rest of the bags, “Now’s our chance.” Lucky called to the others, the pups sneaked towards one of the bigger bags, unzipped it, pulled out some terrible piece of fashion, climbed in and zipped the bag up again. “Come On! Come On!” Cruella shouted, Horace and Jasper came out with fives bags under each arm; they chucked those into the car before picking up the one the pups were in. “Is it me.” Horace pondered to Jasper “But does this bag feel heavier?” Jasper replied by concluding “It’s probably just that your muscles are tired out.” Horace just accepted Jaspers answer and threw the bag into the car, the pups inside got knocked together when the bag made impact with the boot of the car. “This is going to be one long ride.” Cadpig sighed before the car boot was closed and the car drove off.
In Washington, the presidential quarters; Sirius tossed and turned in his sleep, he cried out to something that he saw in his sleep. “You can’t do this!” He screamed “No! NO!” he started to break a sweat. The images appearing before him were just pure torture, he continued screaming before…
“Sirius?” Sirius opened his eyes, Henry Nosax was staring at his with a concerned look on his face “You alright?” he asked feeling the dogs forehead. Sirius rubbed his face “No.” he said “I’m fine.” Henry continued to look at the dog, but soon left the room.
Sirius took a deep breath he couldn’t stop thinking about the image in his dream. At this moment one of the spheres (or Engelador) appeared out of nowhere into the room. “Is it ready?” it asked, Sirius replied in a quick answer, he had been asked that question all day “Yes! Tonight! Not a day sooner!” The sphere talked back to Sirius in a scared way “It has to be tonight. We can’t stand being there any longer, the sights and the dark!” Sirius just repeated his answer “Yes! Tonight!” The sphere disappeared and left Sirius alone.
Sirius looked at the clock; 3:45 PM. “Just another 8 hours.” He thought to himself. “That’s when it will all end.”
The journey to Washington wasn’t all glamorous, half the time was spend telling Fidget not to fidget and along the way it suddenly felt wet (No one spoke to Wizzer for a while after that). The pups just waited and waited for an opportunity for when they can safely emerge from the bag, ages passed before the time felt good, they shot out of the bag and started gasping for breath. “And I thought the episode “Blink” was bad!” Doc coughed. Kendra scratched herself like mad; she had been leaning against Dipstick in the bag “How do you put up with them!?” Kendra scowled at Dipstick, Dipstick shrugged “There not so bad after a while.”
“W, W, Where are we?” Fidget asked looking around. The room had an uncanny resemblance to inside a baked bean tin, was filled to the brim with bags and outside the noise of jet engines could be heard, “Must be on the plane.” Patch concluded.
Lucky stood up and took a deep breath. “Alright…” he said “From this point on, I’m calling the shots.” Clayton raised his eyebrow up at Lucky “Why?” he asked “We are on the way to Washington aren’t we?” Lucky gave his reply “Look, going to Washington is good and all, but I’m pretty sure there was a better way of doing it. I’ve been through more adventures than Tom Sawyer; so that makes me a good qualifier for the position of leader.” Clayton sighed, he was fed up with Lucky going on about what big of hero he was, almost more irritating than having to put up with Doc, he began to question Lucky's heroism “Like the other times and look what happened to you. You failed to brake into the chow tower; you didn’t get your shots and went all green and pink, you got abducted by a sheep…” Lucky made a come back. “Hey! Remember last time we were kidnapped, I saved us then.” Dipstick shook his head “I actually think Tac was the one who did that.” Clayton nodded at Dipstick “As strange as it sounds, Dipstick is right.” Lucky’s face turned red, he grabbed Clayton and hissed in his face “Listen here! Tac is not a hero! If there’s one hero in this family, it’s me!” Clayton just spoke very calmly back “Everything’s all about you then is it?” The situation would of gotten worse if it hadn’t been Cadpig tearing them apart, “Look!” She said “We can get our feelings out later, but now we got something to do.” Lucky let go of Clayton, he was
Outside the sound of the engines seemed to grow calm, “I think we’re coming into land.” Wizzer deducted, “I think you’re right there Wizzer.” Lucky agreed. “We better hide before someone sees us.” The pups followed Lucky back into the Torture which was the bag, the only one that didn’t seem to care was Clayton, he stayed far behind “Yes great hero.” He muttered under his breath.
To be continued...