Crystal was walking along the next day, and she came past the junkyard.
Crystal: Ugh... here's Buster's trash heap he calls a place to live.
Crystal was walking past the junkyard when she heard a familiar voice inside.
Scamp: WOOO HOOO!!! This is the best! :P
Crystal: Scamp? (Walks into the junkyard)
Scamp: :o Crystal?
Crystal: :o What on earth? Scamp? What are you doing in the junkyard?
Scamp: Well--
Buster: HEY! We have an unwanted visitor here! Crystal, get out.
Crystal: Buster? What is Scamp doing here?
Buster: None of your buisness, Miss Housepet.
Crystal: I am not a house pet! I live on the streets now!
Buster: (Scoffs) yeah, and you wouldn't be able to last 3 days out here on your own. That's what makes you a housepet.
Crystal: Be quiet! Come on, Scamp, we're leaving this place.
Scamp: Uh... Crystal....
Crystal: What?
Buster: NOT FAIR!!! NOT FAIR!!! You and scamp cannot leave this place! So stop what you're doing, Crystal.
Crystal: (Bites Buster)
Buster: Ow. What was that for, you little chihuahua?
Crystal: DO NOT CALL ME A CHIHUAHUA, BUSTIE! (Bites down harder)
Buster: Yow!
Crystal: 9lets go) Come on, Scamp! Let's go! (Runs off)
Scamp: Right behind you. (Follows her)
Buster: Runaway pups! Runaway pups! You will not succeed!
Scamp: That's what you think!
Buster: That's what I KNOW! (Jumps on Crystal)
Crystal: Ahhh!!
Scamp: CRYSTAL!!
Look out for part 2