Punky, Cherie, and Brandon stepped out of the front door of their apartment building.
"So, Cherie, where to first?"
"How about the park? We can teach Brandon some new tricks and then we can play some baseball."
"Sounds good to me! What do you say Brandon?"
Brandon barked.
"Let's go!"
They tried to teach Brandon some new tricks but he didn't seem to be in the mood to learn anything new. With that failing, they decided to play baseball. They changed into their baseball clothes and pretended to be professional baseball players.
"Play ball!"
They were having so much fun playing the game that they almost completely forgot about the other things they had planned.
"I think we should go to the ally and be gangsters next."
"Awesome! Oh yeah! Did you bring that funky hat you bought?"
Cherie pulled her black, silver spiked hat out of her bag. "You bet!"
"Let's go and hope that those fishy guys aren't around there."
"I know, I hate those guys!"
"We won't have to worry, Brandon will protect us! Brandon!"
Brandon runs up to Cherie and Punky.
"You'll protect us right Brandon?"
He chose that moment to lye down and cover his eyes with his paws.
Punky and Cherie laughed.
"Oh Brandon!"
"Our hero!"