A band was being played at a concert today, the band concert a brownish-gray anthropomorphic dog on guitar, an orange looking tom cat on drums, and a slender jack russell as the lead singer
They've just finished with another song and have wrapped up for the night.
Dodger: That about does it, thank you for listening and good night!
The audiences said nothing, most of them were very bored, one cough and the other booed at them.
Tramp: Well that could have gone better.
Dodger: Oh no, they "loved" our gig.
Thomas: What makes you say that?
Dodger: They gave us a fruit.
He hold up an apple, which looked a little bruised.
Tramp: Better the wall than our face, I guess.
Thomas: What happen? We used to have so much fun and we at least had some fans.
Dodger: Beats me. I mean I can handle a disappointing crowd, but it seems like no one wants to deal with us anymore. Everytime I get a phone call it's always a call for an end of a deal.
They all sighed.
Dodger: Man this sucks! I feel like I'm letting you and my family down! When we first started this, we were at least having fun and staying alive, now it's just like nobody cares anymore. I almost can't provide for my wife and child.
Tramp: What about that other job you having right now selling records and tapes?
Dodger: It's alright, but it's just as bad as our gig. The only decent amount money I got was selling that turnstyle and record to Tito.
Thomas: How much?
Dodger: About $1,500. At least he attract a good amount of crowd. Here.
Dodger had some of the money that Tito gave him.
Tramp: Nah, man. You keep it, it's your money.
Dodger: But you guys deserve some, too. It's not right that I get have some and leave you with nothing.
Thomas: It's alright Dodger. We're not homeless, we got our families helping us out too. Beside you need it more than us, so keep it.
Dodger: It still doesn't feel right. I mean you guys are like my second family and I can't even pay you as much anymore.
Tramp: We'll be fine, having you is enough payment for us.
Dodger: Thanks. You're the best.
Thomas: Well, I think it's time we head home. Our wives and kids will probably want to hear about our day. See ya.
Dodger: Take care.
Tramp: Oh and Dodger. Don't ever lose hope. You never know, we get lucky and have another hit someday, and if not, at least we still have each other.
As Dodger was making his way to his apartment, he saw a light brown Chihuahua with red hair.
?: Hey, Dodger my man! Thank you so much for selling me that DJ set and those records, they really helped me out big time!
Dodger: Thanks, Tito. At least I have one satisfying person for the night.
Tito: Hey you got any other records you not using much?
Dodger: I'm not sure. I'll get back to you on that. See ya.
?: Dad!
A little orange kitten with red and blue shirt came running into his dad's arms.
Dodger: Hey kid! How's my favorite son?
Oliver: I'm great. Look I made this for you in art class.
It was picture of Oliver and his dad with the band, with Oliver as the singer.
Dodger: Wow, that's actually nice. Like what you did to my face. Did Mom help you with it?
?: Nope, he did it by himself.
A brown slender Saluki was standing by the hall with some papers in her hand.
Dodger laid a kiss on her hand.
?: Just the hand?
He chuckled and give her another one on the lips.
Dodger: What am I going to do you with you, Rita?
Rita: Oliver wanted to make you smiled and he thought about your band, and made it for you.
Dodger: Thanks, kid. You really did a good job.
Oliver and Dodger went in for a hug.
Dodger: I'm just sorry I can't provide much for you or Rita.
Oliver: It's okay, dad. I'm just happy to have you. Hey, tomorrow's Saturday, can we go to the park, tomorrow?
Dodger: With your favorite bike?
They hugged again.
Dodger: Well anything you like for supper tonight?
Oliver: Hmm… Surprise me.
Dodger: Alright, is it alright if I talk to your mother real quick?
Oliver: Sure.
Oliver went to his room, while Dodger just look at the picture and smiled.
Rita: Another rough night?
Dodger: Ding, ding, ding, you're right! And here you win a bruised apple from me!
Rita: Well, I guess I put on my desk Monday.
Dodger just chuckled, and sighed.
Dodger: You know everyday when I have a terrible day, I always look forward on coming home to you and the kid. I swear if you or the kid were never born I probably would have end up looking worse than before.
Rita just planned a kiss on Dodger's cheek.
Rita: Don't worry, dear. I'm sure you'll get your big chance someday.
Dodger: I know, but it just sucks. I mean I've got you and the kid and with the way things are going I can't help out that much in terms of money. I can't buy you nice flowers as much or take you out to a fancy dinner! You deserve something for helping me out so much!
Rita: Honey, you know I don't need anything fancy to prove you love me. You working hard enough to help me and Oliver out is all I need to prove you love us. I still have my ring that you've work so hard to get for our wedding and remember the necklace I wanted that you gave for me for my birthday.
Dodger: Yeah, 24-hours of playing and working so hard at a music store, it was tiring, but that was a promise I made to myself, because I love you and it was worth it, I still remember all the tight squeeze you gave me and the squeal when I gave it to you.
Rita (Blushing): Well, it was just so surprising. I didn't actually think you get for me. But while I love the necklace, I still love you more than any necklace, and every time I wear it, I'm thinking about you.
Dodger: That's how I feel about this microphone. You also had to work hard at a fast food place non-stop to get this for me.
Rita: Eh, don't remind me. I had to keep telling myself I'm doing this for you to stay in that hell. But it was worth to see you smiling for so long. You hadn't smile like that until you surprised Oliver with a bike you gave him for Christmas.
Dodger: 'We' gave him, because we both had to work hard to come up with the money, but you're right I was smiling non-stop, because he was happy, and I was so proud of myself, and you of course. *sigh* But now I feel like crap.
Rita gently gave him a backrub.
Rita: I know. But Dodge. Don't forget we're in this together. We'll get through, somehow.
Dodger gave a small smile.
Dodger: Thanks dear. You're always the best.
They sheared another kiss.
Dodger: You know, I still have the money Tito gave me for the DJ set and records. I know it's not your most favorite place, but would like to join Oliver and I for a family lunch at that Burger joint by the park, and catch up with our friend George?
Rita: Hmm… sure. It would nice to spend time with each other. Uh…
Dodger: Let me guess, Pizza for dinner, again?
Rita: Yes. Pepporine!
Dodger: I know you by now!
Rita just chuckled and sighed. She also hoped things will be alright.