A/N:Umm..warning 1st person P.O.V. I'm not that great at description. And in case you forgot, they're staying with their canon classmates; Kim is that Asian girl and Mary is the overweight chick with glasses. Let the foreshadowing begin!

"Animal Speak"

'Thoughts'

Disclaimer: Lauren Faust isn't my wife, she's the person I 'hero-worship'.

Bubbles and I separated from Buttercup, trotting at a brisk pace to keep the bus in sight. I saw Bubbles glance at me through my peripheral, so I turned towards her and she looked in another direction, I turned back and she again looked at me; irritated I asked, "What?"

"What if we don't change back?" She said it in a soft voice that makes a lot of the townspeople melt and label her 'the cute one'. I sighed and focused my attention on the turning bus in front of us. I didn't want to think about what would happen if we failed to return to normal, so many would take advantage; today was quiet, but tomorrow was uncertain. Once the criminals catch wind of our absence, they will take the rare opportunity to raise havoc. We already saw what happened in 50 years, what would occur in a week?

"Don't start what if-ing Bubbles, we ARE changing back." I answered her, silently assuring myself.

She nodded as the bus stopped, letting a few kids get off; the neighborhood we were in was pretty nice, mostly single story homes in modest condition. Most driveways only had one family car which hinted that this neighborhood consisted of lower middle class families.

Mary was the last to step from the bus; she shouldered her purple backpack and slowly walked towards a cream two story house. The bus closed its doors and continued on its route, Bubbles and I nodded as she charged forward intercepting Mary before she had gotten to her front door. I had taken after the bus noticing that after the last couple of stops the neighborhood gets considerably nicer and the houses more expensive; small one story houses were replaced by giant two story houses with three car garages and lavish curb appeal.

The breaks squeaked as the bus made its last stop; finally Kim stepped off the bus and onto the side walk, her long black hair swishing behind her as she listened to her ear buds.

'I never thought of Kim as upper middle class.' I walked towards her, and licked her hand as soon as I was close enough. She gasped in surprise and took out one of her ear buds; "Hello" She shyly petted my head. I scooted closer to her and rubbed my face against her leg, "Aww, you're friendly." She walked away and I followed her, "Don't you have an owner?" she checked me for tags to make sure. Kim sighed and stood strait and I nudged her; worried that my assumption was incorrect. She looked down at me and gestured for me to follow her in her house, "Come on, let's see if I can convince my parents to let you stay." I wagged my tail in delight and stepped into her beautiful home; furnishings from IKEA and beautiful paintings on the wall. Kim walked into the kitchen and opened the cupboard; she took out a couple of bowls and filled one with water, setting it before me. I plunged in, realizing that I haven't had a decent drink in over six hours. Kim took some lunch meat out of the fridge and filled the second bowel with it, "This is what you'll eat until we get some dog food, sorry." I ceased my drinking once my thirst was quenched and moved on to the food bowl; I had refused the raw food that was fed to us earlier, Buttercup didn't seem to have a problem stomaching it but I just couldn't do it. Bubbles found a patch of grass to snack on, dutifully sticking to her vegetarian diet.

"Wow, you were hungry!" Kim was about to fix me another bowel until the front door opened and her parents walked in.

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I awoke on my third day of living here; yawning and stretching I slid off of my chosen pillow at the foot of Kim's bed. Kim guilt tripped her parents into letting me stay with the whole "I'm-lonely-and-it's-your-fault-because-I'm-an-onl y-child" bit. My collor jingled as I shook myself; it read on the tags "Firaga" which I think is a nice name as it goes with my fur color. Kim was wide awake sitting at her desk browsing the web on her computer, when she saw me however; she grabbed a dog brush and started to run it through my fur. She grooms me almost obsessively, which I absolutely love about her, brushing me until my coat shines and is soft to the touch.

I have to go to the vet to get my shots today, 'At least I have something to do today; being a dog can get monotonous after a while.' I sighed, 'I don't know how dogs do it: lay, sleep, eat, drink, BREATHE and repeat.' Kim stood and commanded me to follow her down stairs; she let me out into the fenced-in backyard so I could 'go'. A shiver ran though me, I was still uncomfortable with someone watching me urinate and defecate, though I'll probably have to get over it soon.

Kim called me in saying it was time to go to the vet. I glanced at the sun; already? How long was I out here? It seemed that things went along faster as a dog, either that or I'm losing track of time.

The vet set me up on the examination table, and went though the procedure. I tried to focus on the décor of the sterile room as he gave me my shots; though it wasn't much to look at, except for children's' drawings and posters depicting the lifespan of dogs and cats. It made me wonder if my life was shortened because of this; the vet set me down on the floor and appraised my clean bill of health while I wondered, 'I'm 14 right now, so that translates into two for dog years give or take.' I looked in the mirror across from me; its frame consisted of a cartoony crocodile grinning at my reflection as I imagined myself graying at the age of ten.

The vet started petting me while grinning at Kim and her parents, "Y'know, she is intact and I've never seen an Irish setter with eyes her shade before, have you ever thought of showing her? She looks like a winner to me."

Kim looked at her mom and dad with hopeful eyes, and her father shrugged, "I don't see why not, she could win some titles and maybe even become a world-class champion." Her mother agreed "We have to get her registered and it's not like it's hard to do anymore."

Kim beamed explaining she'll get right on my training the moment we get home, I sighed at that, 'At least I'll have something to do besides sit and stare at the wall.'

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By Friday I had gotten my stance perfectly and stacking was a breeze; I always was a fast learner. Kim had left for the last day of school before summer vacation started and her mother didn't leave for work until ten o'clock. As Kim's mom got her things ready to leave she had the television set to the news. I watched it waiting for her to almost be ready; "A 20ft crocodile somehow escaped from the zoo, we are here with the chief of police to hear his message." I snorted when I saw the lazy chief outside of the 'DoNut Thing' "Stay inside yer homes at all times, but if ya gotta leave be on tha look out fer the beast, if them dang powderpuffs ain't gonna catch it we will." I growled angrily at the T.V. as they switched to another story. "We've been getting strange reports of paranormal activity; chairs floating around, people waking up with unexplainable scratches, and-the T.V. was cut off as it was around the time Kim's mom was ready to head for work; I insisted that I needed to go outside, she left me out after I stubbornly ignored her calls. I needed to head back to my actual home; I found a spot by the fence that was partially covered by bushes and started to dig a hole. I was able to squeeze under the fence after an hour or two.. .., or three,.. .. maybe four? I think I'm losing my concept of time.

I met up with Bubbles at the house, our neighborhood wasn't that far from Kim's and Mary's so we didn't have to travel far. I noticed that the professor's car wasn't in the driveway and the mailbox was overflowing; he wasn't there.

Bubbles gave me a worried look, "He's not home Blossom, what do we do now?" I smiled calmly at her, "He probably got held up at work or something, we'll keep playing dog for now." I looked sheepishly at the ground, "Besides, I'm kind of a show dog now."

Bubbles looked surprised, "Really? I'd sorta promised Mary I'd help her with… something, I wonder if Buttercup has anything occupying her time."

I rolled my eyes, "Speaking of Buttercup where is she? I bet she forgot to even show up here." I looked at the sun, it was almost time for school to be out, well at least I think it was. "Bubbles, do you still remember where Mitch lives? I think we have enough time to go there and make it back."

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He narrowed his eyes at the two remaining orbs; they were acting out like children, crying for attention. He snatched up the blue orb and crushed it; and like children they shall be punished.

A/N: I'm wondering if I sent anybody to Google yet..if not I'm sure I will in Buttercup's week 3. Firaga is a total rip from Kingdom Hearts, so yeah *Sweatdrop* '' member the donut shop in the show? 'DoNut Thing'I might mention "Hotdog on a Skewer" too, yay for canon!

:Next chapter Bubbles, Week one: Picture perfect puppy