Sharpenny was sitting on a bench in the park. The park was sort of deserted, only she and her dog, Bolt, were there.
"And you know, I kinda like- what? No way! Me too..." she babbled into her phone. She flicked her blonde hair.
Bolt looked up and sighed. "My person is so noisy." He thought.
"Actually, the pink one is like so…what? Wait, sorry Lily, I got another call." She said.
Bolt sighed again.
"Yah?" she spoke into her cell phone.
"Sharpenny! I don't have much time." It was her dad.
"Like, what's the big deal dad? I'm like, on the phone!" she said.
"Er, something's come up at work. And you can't go back to the house." He tried to sound as dramatic as possible.
"Cool!" she bounced in her seat, tossing her hair again.
"(Uhh!! This is hopeless) Okay, let's just cut to the chase. Bolt has superpowers cause' I enhanced him and he can protect you. Go and find Calico blah, blah, blah. Bye-" the phone cut off and Sharpenny's dad no longer spoke through the phone.
Sharpenny sighed and rolled her eyes. Bolt was already up and ready for action.
But instead of getting off the bench and trying to find her dad, she clicked on her cell phone and stared blabbing away again.
"Oh…" Bolt groaned, putting one paw in front of his face in dismay.
Suddenly, in the middle of her pointless jabbering, Sharpenny heard helicopter noises. "What?" she looked up. There was a multitude of helicopters hovering above her.
"Not cool! This is like, totally bad for my hair!" she closed her phone, picked up her bag and started running. Bolt followed closely behind thinking: "I finally got her up!"
And they ran towards a nearby building, going up to the roof. The helicopters lost sight of her from there.
She and Bolt were sitting on crates up on the roof. She was panting harder than Bolt was. She is really out of shape.
Bolt motioned Shapenny's bag. She looked back.
"Not now, dog! I'm like, thinking about what to do!" she screamed.
Bolt rolled his eyes and shook her bag even more.
"What?" she saw the contents of her bag, binoculars, a folding scooter, communication gadgets…
She blinked nine times and remained quiet for forty-seven seconds before finally going, "Oh! Oh, now I get it! Okay, maybe you're not so useless, dog." She said, taking the binoculars.
Bolt really wanted to superbark her all the way to the next country.
Walking over to the edge of the building she wore the binoculars (which she thought was totally not matching her shoes) and opened the microphone.
She wasn't quite listening. And to recap, this is what she understood:
Dad is captured. Calico's got ways of making him talk. Something about spilling guts and that some agent was sent to get her, yaddah, yaddah…
…
The agent with an eyepatch (who was sent to capture her) walked out on the streets. On the side were Sharpenny and Bolt, who were pretending to read magazines to hide.
Well, at least Bolt was pretending…
Bolt saw the agent walk into an alleyway. He put his magazine down and was about to make a run for him when he noticed that his *sigh* owner was still too busy reading Teen Magazine.
Bolt could just tug on her hair if her wanted to, but instead tugged on her pants' sleeve.
"What?" she said. "Oh, fine. We'll go find the bad guy."
Then they got up, walking into the alley.
She was walking so far behind Bolt.
"It stinks here…" she complained.
From out of nowhere, a black car screeched in and inside the car was the agent. In the car, Calico was talking saying: "We only need the girl." And it sped towards her.
"AAHH!!!" Penny shrieked. She shielded her face and stood her ground. Real smart.
Bolt rolled his eyes for the millionth time that day and went for the car like an angered bull.
Making contact with car, it went flying up in the air. (NOTE: Bolt knows this is only a TV show.)
It landed behind Sharpenny, upside-down, and she looked back, relieved.
She was about to leave when she saw Bolt's gaze and went back, sighing.
She bent down knocking on the car window. It went up.
"What?" the agent said.
"Where's Calico…" Sharpenny said with almost no energy at all.
"I ain't talking to you." He said.
"Okay." She got up and started walking away.
Bolt stopped her. He gripped it with his teeth and ran to the nearest bridge.
"Oh, threatening…" she smiled sinisterly.
"Now, unless you tell us where Calico is, I will have my dog drop you off this bridge, and you will DIE! Bwahahaha!!!" she proposed.
"Way to point out the obvious, Sharpenny. And would it hurt you to call me Bolt?"
"Bolivia! Bolivia! Calico's in Bolivia! Near Lake …!" (I don't know how to spell it.)
"Okay. Drop him, Bolt!" she commanded. "Oh, wait, you cooperated. Never mind."
Bolt threw the guy back on solid land.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with the same noise as before, helicopters were coming for them.
"AAHH!!!" Sharpenny shrieked again.
Doing so, her bag fell down and a scooter unfolded.
"I have to ride this?" she said.
She picked it up and got two handkerchiefs and put it on either hand so she didn't need to touch the dirty bike, as she thought.
But, she had no idea on how to ride a scooter and fell twice before Bolt pressed a button on the side firing a rope which was connected to the scooter, and when he bit on it, the scooter would follow behind.
Without any hesitation, he bit it, and ran with his super speed. Sharpenny was screaming all the way.
…to be continued…