Hello all! Sorry I haven't been updating, but at school we've been doing the EOI tests n all that other junk.. OH! I made a picture so you know what Shelby looks like! littlebunnylynn .deviantart .com/art /Not-All-Dogs-go-to-Heaven-Shelby- 298617199 Just get rid of the spaces! Feel free to make your own art, just send me a link n credit me okay? Just a reminder, it is a little difficult for me to write- or in this case type- my stories down.


Shelby sniffled,"Oh..Breakdown...!" She was still a wee bit upset how Arachnid killed Breakdown on the show. Knockout is gonna be spark-broken... Zetsu sighed at her. This was ridiculous. Right now, they were waiting for their ride. Supposedly, Shelby's friends Michaela and Kendra were coming to pick them up. To take them...to the vet. The vet. THE VET!

Zetsu snapped up and turned to Tobi,"She's taking us to the vet!" Tobi looked at him,"So," He started in the Madara voice,"What's the big deal about that? It's just a doctor." "Yes, but what do people usually take their pets to the vets for?" The light side questioned. "Shots, blood work,...neutering." Madara looked at him wide eyed. "I'm not losing my junk." The dark side grumbled. Tobi whimpered. She wasn't gonna was she? Would she? He tightened his legs.

Shelby came back into the living room, hands struggling to open a red bottle with a large white 'G' on the front. "Stupid, freakin'-! I'm thiiiirrrsttyyyy!" She complained. She tried to twist the large orange cap off, but quickly stopped. "Ow..." Her palm had a red mark where she tried to twist off the top. "..hurts.." She placed it on the coffee table and sat on the couch, glaring at the red bottle. "..Stupid Gatorade.." She wanted the sweet sports drink inside so bad.

Shelby turned her head and looked at the puppies, who were staring. "You guys aren't gonna like gettin' shots...I know I don't. I hate them...and all needles really." She fumbled with the bottom of her large swirlish black and white sweater. "But it's so you don't get sick. Okay? I hope you don't think I'm a bad person..I mean, it's not like I'm getting you neutered or anything like that.." That got a breath of relief from them, oh thank Kami. "Hope Michaela doesn't get mad at me for not having that done.." She leaned back into the semi-soft couch. She blew a puff of air out,"Huu.." Shelby stared at the running ceiling fan. She always liked watching the propellers, even when she was a baby. She would start to cry and someone would turn the light of one and out her under it. Her crying would cease, the chubby baby amazed at the ceiling fan. The fixation never went away. Tobi rolled onto his back and stared at it. It was weird. It was a fan, yet it was a light- of course the light was off by now. His girl and her strange technology...

His girl had decided to get up. Now she standing on the table and reached up to pull a cord. The bright light clicked on. She yawned, lifting a leg to step off, when it got caught on air. "Fuck!" Shelby fell off the coffee table, smacking her head on the large cushy La-Z-Boy recliner. She yelped, flailing her arms wildly. "Shit! Fuck!"

It hurt. She hit her forehead on the edge of the left arm rest. The chubby girl sat up on her knees slowly, trying to rub the pain away on her forehead. 'That shit stiiiinngss...! How the hell did I trip?' She sent a hateful stare at the innocent looking table. "I know your game. You can't fool me, you Hitler incarnation..." It didn't respond, but Tobi did. He came waddling in the living room tugging a frosty looking water bottle in his jaws. It was kinda big, so he had it beneath him. He pulled it over to the teenager. "...Thank you Tobi." She placed the cold bottle on her forehead,'He denfinetly got this outta the fridge..' The little Weirdo. He barked a little, a 'Thank You' she guessed. Her forehead throbbed.

Oooowwwww...

It was definitely going to bruise.


Sorry it's short, but I gotta give ya'll something..