Messing with the House Pet -Pt2-
Part 1: http://www.animationsource.org/lady_tramp/en/view_fanimage/Wolfy_Mutt_Messing_with_the_House_Pet_Pt/119.html&numart=16646&display=10000
Part 2: HERE
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The next week, T.P was out on an early morning scavenger hunt with Bruce. The two were always the ones everyone else in the gang relied on to bring in the breakfast day after day; sometimes Owl would tag along, but she was more comfortable babysitting the others. This morning, T.P and his British friend were looking for trash cans with leftover scraps near Snob Hill
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Bruce: *groans and sits down* ''My paws are killing me, T.P. Can't we just go to Tony's and get some bones from him? He fancies us enough to bring out the best ones.''
T.P: *snorts* ''Are you crazy? Owl HATES Tony's food, and she'll know if we bring some bones from there! Trust me, she takes one whiff of those things and she'll start yellin' at ME. Not YOU, but ME.''
Bruce: ''Fiiine. We'll go somewhere else then.'' *stands up and trots past T.P*
Scamp: ''HEY! WAIT UP YOU GUYS!'' *runs up to them*
Bruce and T.P: ''Huh?'' *turns around*
T.P: *groans* ''Oh, no. It's HIM.''
Bruce: *utters a surprise grunt of realization* ''...''
Scamp: *panting*
Bruce: *raises and eyebrow and looks at T.P*
T.P: *shrugs and faces Scamp* ''Eeey! So you finally got out the yard, eh, kiddo?''
Scamp: ''Y...y-yeah...I did...''
T.P: ''So what're ya doin' out here on these parts? Ain't your momma gonna be worried about her prissy pooch of a son?'' *laughs and elbows Bruce*
Bruce: *rolls his eyes and shakes his head*
T.P: *frowns and grumbles* ''You are such a killjoy, man.''
Scamp: ''DON'T call me that, T.P!''
Bruce: ''So he knows y'r name?'' *sits and keeps a straight face*
Scamp: ''Yeah, but I bet that isn't his REAL name. Anyway, who are you? I didn't see you the other week outside my house with this guy, Owl and...uh...''
T.P: ''Dexter. You're missing Dexter. Sheesh, does EVERYONE forget about the little guy? Anyway, what do ya want, kid? I've got things to do, House Pets to tease, food to steal...''
Scamp: ''You told me you had a 'little gang'. I wanna meet them.''
T.P: ''Pfft. Like Owl said last time: As if! You'' *points at Scamp* ''Are a House Pet; a prissy, couch, indoors-loving Snob Hill pet (not a dog, a PET), and we'' *guesters to Bruce and himself* ''We are the rebels of the streets; we hate, hate, HATE the indoors and all that jazz. Heck the only reason why we come to Snob Hill is to mess with the caged in pets there.''
Bruce: ''YOU go there for that.''
T.P: ''Yeah, yeah. Brucy here goes over there for different reasons.'' *shrugs*
Scamp: ''Brucy-''
Bruce: ''That is NOT my name.'' *glares at T.P and then looks at Scamp* ''My name is Bruce.''
Scamp: ''I'm Scamp. Anyway, T.P? You gonna show me your gang of dogs or what?''
T.P: *groans* ''You ain't lettin' up, are ya, kid? *sighs* Fine, buut...you have to bet me there first!''
Scamp: ''No fair! I don't even know where you guys live!''
T.P: ''Hey, you wanna see them or not? Because I'll gladly, GLADLY, leave you behind, House Pet.''
Scamp: ''Okay, okay!'' *takes a running position*
T.P: ''Reaaaady...set, go!'' *takes off*
Scamp: ''Hey! I wasn't ready!'' *runs after him*
Bruce: ''...'' *slowly trots behind them*
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I'm sorry. It's another long one. I just...really love writing these, okay? ;n;
(And, yes, everyone tends to forget about Dexter. Even I do...a lot...a lot, lot. D: )
Part 2: HERE
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The next week, T.P was out on an early morning scavenger hunt with Bruce. The two were always the ones everyone else in the gang relied on to bring in the breakfast day after day; sometimes Owl would tag along, but she was more comfortable babysitting the others. This morning, T.P and his British friend were looking for trash cans with leftover scraps near Snob Hill
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Bruce: *groans and sits down* ''My paws are killing me, T.P. Can't we just go to Tony's and get some bones from him? He fancies us enough to bring out the best ones.''
T.P: *snorts* ''Are you crazy? Owl HATES Tony's food, and she'll know if we bring some bones from there! Trust me, she takes one whiff of those things and she'll start yellin' at ME. Not YOU, but ME.''
Bruce: ''Fiiine. We'll go somewhere else then.'' *stands up and trots past T.P*
Scamp: ''HEY! WAIT UP YOU GUYS!'' *runs up to them*
Bruce and T.P: ''Huh?'' *turns around*
T.P: *groans* ''Oh, no. It's HIM.''
Bruce: *utters a surprise grunt of realization* ''...''
Scamp: *panting*
Bruce: *raises and eyebrow and looks at T.P*
T.P: *shrugs and faces Scamp* ''Eeey! So you finally got out the yard, eh, kiddo?''
Scamp: ''Y...y-yeah...I did...''
T.P: ''So what're ya doin' out here on these parts? Ain't your momma gonna be worried about her prissy pooch of a son?'' *laughs and elbows Bruce*
Bruce: *rolls his eyes and shakes his head*
T.P: *frowns and grumbles* ''You are such a killjoy, man.''
Scamp: ''DON'T call me that, T.P!''
Bruce: ''So he knows y'r name?'' *sits and keeps a straight face*
Scamp: ''Yeah, but I bet that isn't his REAL name. Anyway, who are you? I didn't see you the other week outside my house with this guy, Owl and...uh...''
T.P: ''Dexter. You're missing Dexter. Sheesh, does EVERYONE forget about the little guy? Anyway, what do ya want, kid? I've got things to do, House Pets to tease, food to steal...''
Scamp: ''You told me you had a 'little gang'. I wanna meet them.''
T.P: ''Pfft. Like Owl said last time: As if! You'' *points at Scamp* ''Are a House Pet; a prissy, couch, indoors-loving Snob Hill pet (not a dog, a PET), and we'' *guesters to Bruce and himself* ''We are the rebels of the streets; we hate, hate, HATE the indoors and all that jazz. Heck the only reason why we come to Snob Hill is to mess with the caged in pets there.''
Bruce: ''YOU go there for that.''
T.P: ''Yeah, yeah. Brucy here goes over there for different reasons.'' *shrugs*
Scamp: ''Brucy-''
Bruce: ''That is NOT my name.'' *glares at T.P and then looks at Scamp* ''My name is Bruce.''
Scamp: ''I'm Scamp. Anyway, T.P? You gonna show me your gang of dogs or what?''
T.P: *groans* ''You ain't lettin' up, are ya, kid? *sighs* Fine, buut...you have to bet me there first!''
Scamp: ''No fair! I don't even know where you guys live!''
T.P: ''Hey, you wanna see them or not? Because I'll gladly, GLADLY, leave you behind, House Pet.''
Scamp: ''Okay, okay!'' *takes a running position*
T.P: ''Reaaaady...set, go!'' *takes off*
Scamp: ''Hey! I wasn't ready!'' *runs after him*
Bruce: ''...'' *slowly trots behind them*
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I'm sorry. It's another long one. I just...really love writing these, okay? ;n;
(And, yes, everyone tends to forget about Dexter. Even I do...a lot...a lot, lot. D: )
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