The Outside and What Dave Saw

The sun gleamed up in the sky as Dave slammed the door and looked around the area. The neighborhood was mostly empty, save for birds chirping. He looked in the window of his home to see Bro cleaning up all of the spare smuppets and scalemates. He walked around and remembered what Terezi had written in the note. If he was to find her, he'd get some sort of prize. Not sure why, but he decided he will find her. Surely she hadn't caused THAT much trouble. As he thought that, he saw something in the corner of his eye. It was a dog. Not just any dog though. A puppy, to be exact. It was black, with a red and orange scarf. It definitely looked very familiar. He pet it on its tiny head and it growled. "Dang, what's you deal, little pup?"

"Don't ask me that stupid question, Dave. Now help me before I kill your father!" Dave backed off from the puppy and suddenly recognized him. It was Bec Noir. "What the hell are you doing here? And why are you a puppy?"

Bec growled and walked to Dave. "I don't know! I was going to Derse, then the next thing I know I came here, puppy and all!"

"Well at least you can't hurt anyone anymore. Ha!" Dave picked up the Bec pup and patted his head. "Put me down, idiot! I'm not your pet!" Dave laughed at the squeaky voice of Bec and put him back down on the grass nearby. Bec barked and lunged at Dave's foot, and Dave simply dropped the lemon colored scalemate he was holding. Upon seeing this, Bec's eyes widened and his dog senses took over him. The scalemate was squeaked violently by the puppy's attacks to it. Dave left the puppy to have fun with his little new friend. He looked around to see another sign on a tree nearby. It was torn slightly, and Dave plucked it off the tree.

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What was that supposed to mean? Where all your dreams come true? Dave turned around to Bec, who was still playing with the scalemate, now one of its button eyes torn off. "Hey, little guy, you know a place where 'all your dreams come true'?" Bec stopped clawing and biting at the scalemate and whimpered. "I guess. I once heard o' this place called 'Disneyland'. Never been there though." Dave patted Bec on the head and looked up. "Well then, Bec. I think we can settle our differences and you come to Disneyland with me to find my friend. Agreed?" The puppy gazed up at Dave for a moment, and then growled.

"Only if you promise to find me more of these little… things. Oh, and make me normal size afterward!

"If you want me to do that, you gotta promise to not kill any of us. Deal?"

"Fine. Deal. You're lucky I'm a wise being." Of course Dave would need transport of some sort. But he didn't have a car. But then again… Bro did. Dave opened the door to his house and shouted into it, "Hey Bro, I gotta borrow you car, don't ask or come looking for me! Bye!" Bro shouted back out with, "Go ahead little dude. I don't even care!" Dave ran inside, picked up the car keys from the table, and ran to the car. It wasn't a snazzy, cool car, but it was OK for Striders. It was a red and black, or should I say 'blapck' car with the image of Sweet Bro on the side. Bro had seen Dave's comic, and had admired it. It was only suitable that a father would recognize his son for how awesome he is. Dave unlocked the car and hopped in. Bec Noir struggled to leap in, because of his small, stubby legs. He eventually got in, and sat in the passenger's seat. Dave started up the car, which when started, had made a loud roaring sound, followed by "WE HAVE LIFDOFF". Bec whimpered and looked over to Dave. "You're only 13! How are you going to drive this machine?"

"Easy. Enough GTA taught me." The pedal was crushed by a huge book, and the car skidded off the driveway and into road.