The sun slowly made its way up into the brightening sky, filling Stan Marsh's bedroom with sunlight, causing the raven haired boy to groan as the light hits his eyelids. "Ugh…..damn it, I told mom to leave my fucking curtains closed" He slowly got up, walking over to his bedroom window and shutting the curtains closed, keeping any sunlight out from intruding the dark room. The pale boy yawned, his arms outstretching above his head as he gave a grunt, the audible sound of his back popping echoing in his quiet room. He opened his eyes, finding it safe from any blinding light. Stan chuckled softly as his eyes landed on the furry dog resting at the foot of his bed, the dog's tail twitching ever so lightly in his sleep. He looked away from his mutt of a dog, his eyes scanning his own room, looking at the various posters hanging on his bedroom wall. All of them either being of his idols, "Terrance and Phillip", or bands such as "Blood On The Dance Floor" and "My Chemical Romance". Some people might take one look at his room and think he's some kind of Goth freak, but his friends know better. He might have seemed a bit in between Goth and Emo, with his skinny jeans and black clothing, but he was a nice boy, always laughing and joking around. His eyes paused to check the time on the clock, a small groan coming from him once more at the realization of what time it actually was. "Jesus Christ, why the fuck did I have to wake up at seven thirty in the morning?" He yawned as he muttered a couple of curses to himself, his right hand coming up to rub at his right eye tiredly. He was startled by a sound coming from behind him, relieved when he turned around an realized it was only his dog stretching his muscles as he awakened before walking up to him. "Hey Sparky, what are you doing up?" The dog's tail wagged at the sound of his name, walking up to his master he sniffed his hand before yawning and looking up at the boy expectantly. "Hm? What is it boy?" Stan tilted his head to the side, curious as to what his dog wanted
Sparky's POV
("Stripe!" I ran up excitedly to greet one of my friends, my tail wagging from side to side as I got closer to him. Geeze….is it just me or does Stripe look cuter than usual? I saw Stripe smile as I finally reached him. "Sparky! Hey dude!" He greeted me with a punch to the arm. I laughed slightly, trying to ignore the pain going through my arm from his playful punch. "Hi Stripe…Hey, where's Kitty?" I looked around, searching for any sign of the familiar gray tail. "Hm, I haven't seen her all day yet. Maybe she's with her master?" Stripe said with a small shrug a pout playing at his lips. "I hope we get to see her though! I want to go see the movie "Bolt" with you guys!" Oh my god…..he looked so fucking adorable with that cute pout of his! I just wanted to squeeze him to death! "Aw, sweetie! I'm sure she'll turn up soon!" I gave him a reassuring smile. It's hard to believe that Stripe had two personalities, one just like his master's and the one I love, his own. His own personality is a bit like the twitchy boy's and the cute blonde, Hello Kitty loving boy's personalities mixed together. I couldn't help but find him so god damn adorable. He was adorable and hot at the same time, it sometimes got me confused on whether he was an innocent blonde, or a pervy one. I was broken out of my thoughts as a pair of blue eyes looked into mine curiously. "I'm sorry sweetie, I wasn't listening. What did you say?" I blushed embarrassedly, was I staring at him this whole time? He pouted once more, his arms crossed over his chest in the cutest way possible. "I was trying to ask you if maybe we can bring Goldie over?" He smiled cutely as he blew a lock of sandy blonde hair out of his eyes. "Oh, Goldie?" Honestly, Goldie scares the living day lights out of me. He spends a lot of time swimming, but rumor has it that he kills people when he can and he buries them underwater. I mentally shuddered. "Sure cutie, we can bring him" I smiled, how could I resist those adorable, begging ocean eyes of his? "Oh sweet!" He grinned hugely, his arms wrapping around me in a tight hug. "Jesus Christ, why the fuck did I have to wake up at seven thirty in the morning?") I woke up as the sound of my master's voice entered my dream. I looked down at my paws, a mental frown coming over me as I realized that I was still a dog, not a human. And Stripe was still a guinea pig, and was still a cat. A sudden yawn came from me as I got up, leaning down and stretching my muscles as to wake myself up. I spotted my master standing in front of the clock, seeming to be lost in thought. (About what?) I wondered. A soft clicking noise came from my paws thudding on the wooden floor of my master's room as I walked up to him from behind. He jerked back to look at me, a look of relief washing over his face as he realized it was just me. "Hey, Sparky, what are you doing up?" My tail wagged happily at the sound of him calling my name, I walked up to him, sniffing his hand before another yawn came over me. I looked up at my master, my tail thumping against the hardwood floor as I looked up at him expectantly. "Hm? What is it boy?" He tilted his head to the side curiously. I did the same. (Master, are we going to eat in a bit?) I whimpered softly as my stomach growled, my master blinking before smiling. "Oh, Sparky, it's really early, why don't we go back to bed before we eat, alright?" He rubbed my head before jumping back on top of his bed, crawling under the covers. I mentally pouted. (Aw, alright master.) I went over to my place at the foot of his bed, curling up and waiting for the sound of even breathing to come from him.
After about ten super long minutes of waiting, I heard it. My tail wagged as I got up from my spot, walking over to his window and pushing the curtain open. I used my nose to push the window open and climb out onto the top of the garage roof. I turned around and closed the window, carefully jumping down from the roof and onto the top of master's car before jumping off of that and onto the ground. (And they say you cant teach a gay dog straight tricks) A mental smirk comes onto my face as I walk away from my master's home and towards the Cartman house hold. (Wow! The weather is just super!) I mentally smile, my tail wagging side to side as the warm rays of sunlight warm my brown fur. I walk up to the familiar house, barking once before quieting, so I don't have to worry about neighbors complaining. "Mreow!" (Boo!) I yipped in surprise as I whipped around to be met with a smirking . (Did I scare ya?) She purred, happy with herself. (Jesus Christ, Kitty! Don't do that!) She meowed in amusement before licking her paw and running it over the extra tuft of gray fur on her head. (I missed you Sparky) She touched her small pink nose against my wet black one. (Aw sweetie, I missed you too) I mentally smiled, walking to her side. (Come on sweetie, lets go get Stripe!) I wagged my tail, leading the way towards the Tucker household.