From Blue to Gold

Shahrukh had begun to hate his super-star life again. Always being fussed over and pampered. "But no more! I shall live the life of a real pet! Not some pampered pussy-cat," he said, with a swish of his paw.

Shahrukh jumped off his desk and out the trailer door. "The next person I see walk down the sidewalk, is my new owner," he said.

Shahrukh saw his target and ran up to her. Me! "Hope this girl knows how to take care of a mongoose," said Shahrukh, quite coldly.

I was walking to my workplace, Littlest Pet Shop. My pet hedgehog, Writer Rhymes, sat atop my right shoulder. "So Writer? Ready to see Buttercream today," I said in a teasing tone. Writer blushed and scratched his head. I laughed.

I gasped as I watched a blue blur jump into my arms. I looked down to see Shahrukh. "Shahrukh! Don't scare me like that," I said. "Sorry, but you are my new owner," he said. "I'm your who to the say what now," I asked, more confused than I should be.

"My new owner! I'm tried of being fussed over," said Shahrukh, climbing up to my left shoulder. I glared at him. "I don't know. This will be the 5th time you've done this," I said. "Don't worry! This is the last time! I want to be a regular pet," he said. I rubbed my chin. "Fine! I can't say no to your accent," I said.

"So what's your name," Shahrukh said. "I don't like people to know my real name, so I preferred one of my many screen names, PetShopPenWork," I said. Writer pulled a pencil from behind my ear. "Hey! Don't touch that," I chuckled. Writer smiled, while Shahrukh rolled his green eyes.

While I continued to talk, I never heard a lady shouting. "Shahrukh! Shahrukh! Where has that mongoose gone," she shouted.

Shahrukh dived into my messenger bag. "Uh! The sun is really beating down today," he said. "No no no," I said grabbing him out. "Regular pets can either ride on my shoulders, or walk on the ground," I said, sternly. Shahrukh groaned.

I finally reached the Pet Shop. I pushed opened the door, to find Mrs. Twombly reding a magazine. "Hey, Mrs. T," I said. "Oh! Hello, Mc..." "Up! You know not to call me my real name," I said, with a cross of my arms. "That's right! Sorry, PetShop,"she said. I nodded in a howdy manner. "The pets are waiting for you," she said. I walked into the playroom.

"Heeeeeey yooooooou guuuuuuuys," I shouted. The pets stopped what they were doing and crowded my legs. I was attacked with questions!

"Did you bring us treats," asked Minka.

"Clipboard?! CLIPBOARD," asked Russell.

"Any new jokes today," asked Pepper.

"Got any new magic tricks I can try," asked Sunil.

"Fashion magazines," asked Zoe.

"Have my new tap dancers," asked Vinnie.

"And my new ribbons," asked Penny.

I set down my messenger bag. "Don't tear it apart, but what your each looking for is in there," I said. All seven pets scrambled into the bag. They found what they were looking for and ran off. All but Sunil.

Sunil had climbed into my hair and yanked something from it. He then jumped on it, claws raised. Everyone was surprised by Sunil's sudden change in behavior! "What are you doing here," he asked, gruffly.

"Sunil Nelva! Get off of him this instant," shouted Mrs. Twombly. Sunil got up, fist still clenched, and walked over to Pepper.

"Shahrukh are you ok," I asked, when Mrs. T left. "Yes, I'm fine," he said. I noticed a gold spot on his chest. "Is your blood, by any chance, gold," I asked. "What?" He looked at his chest and gasped. He grabbed Minka's paint brush and dunked it in the blue.

Shahrukh quickly painted over the gold spot on his chest. "Gold?! I don't see anything gold," he said quickly, eyes darting left to right. I looked at Writer and shrugged.

All the day, I got to know Shahrukh. I occasionally caught a death glare from Sunil to Shahrukh. I didn't know what was between the mongooses, but I didn't need to know.

The pets had been picked up. I got paid my $15 bucks and left, with a tip of my head, braided hair bouncing. "See ya tomorrow Mrs. T," I said. "Bye PetShop! You too Writer," she said. I pushed open the door and began to walk back home. Back to my house in FanFiction Burg.

Animals on either shoulder. Left one, mongoose. Right one, hedgehog. Thank my lucky pencil, I can talk to them.

A/N: Alright! Guess I own Shahrukh now! Not physically, but you know! New thing I'm trying called 'Shahrukh September! I'll write this story all September! Nothing else! But if others want to join in on 'Shahrukh September' you can. Alright this starting to become a long Author's Note, so let me cut to the chase. I'll drop hints about wait I look like, what my name is, and other stuff. At the end of the month, when the story's over, I want you all to find each of the hints and write them in the reviews. Then if even one person finds them all, I'll change my profile pic to me, PetShopPenWork!

P.S. The person that can tell me the most awesome outro for me, gets to help me write a story! Next month of course!