Now for another chapter with us!

Childish: Yay!

Fangirl: And more time with ~RASCO!~

I do not like Rasco! Rasco is my enemy! He is not my love interest and neither is Red! What is with you? Can you focus on some other pairings? Like Clemson's and Hans' relationship?

Fangirl: But you and Rasco are such a cute couple.

Brainy: Opposites do attract.

WE ARE NOT A COUPLE!

Evil: You don't see Crystal dating her arch enemy do you?

Fangirl: But she's married to Skipper.

Let's get onto the chapter! Now!


Chapter 7: A Love/Hate Passion

Cartoongirl had been moved to a padded room, magic free of course. So she managed to be able to move around but she was unable to leave the room thanks to some anti-magic lock and anti-dog locks.
She felt like that she was in an insane asylum. She rolled onto her back, paws sticking up and she stretched.

"Oh… I thought I would never get to move around… but I'm so hungry…"

"Can Rasco feed us? I'm hungry too." Childish replied.

"Once again you are a voice! You can't eat! You don't need to eat! Get that through your thick head!" Evil snapped at her.

"Well I am…" Childish replied.

"Can you two fight later? I want to enjoy this little freedom that I have. I wish I had a ball to play with. I'm aching to sink my teeth into something." I added, sitting up.

"Teething?" Childish asked.

"I haven't teethed since I was a puppy. And that was a long time ago Childish. And I never want to go through that again. Teething sucks. My mouth hasn't hurt so much since. Birds and reptiles have it so easy!"

"Well reptiles don't have the problem because they don't have fur or feathers, but they are cold-blooded. See their body temperatures depend on how warm it is outside. The hotter it gets the warmer their blood gets. When it colds their body temperature drops…."

"Will you shut up?" Evil snapped at her. "We don't care about reptiles! We don't care about atoms and we don't care about your stupid facts of life!"

"Well without my intelligence then you guys would be lost without me."

"Are you kidding? Without you we would be having a blast!" Evil snapped.

Rasco's POV

American dogs, I don't understand them. Especially her. She was much smarter and she knew Russian. American dogs do not know Russian. I pulled out her file and started looking at it.

Name: Cartoongirl

Age: 2 or 3 years in human

Information: Irish setter, evil sorceress, family is unknown. She had almost destroyed Russia. Wanted by Russian Embassy and Russian Mafia. Mostly like a jokester, a bit childish and is known to use magic to get away.

Love Interest: None

Weakness: Milk Chocolate, water, snakes and science.

I should use this stuff against her but… she had the most beautiful eyes and the way she laughs just… no! Do not fall for her Rasco! She is your enemy! Do not fall for her! The embassy would not be pleased to find out about that. She is a villain. I cannot fall for her. Besides the dumb American pup will not be liking me back anyways. She hates me and I hate her. It's time that I have another little talk to her. I went back to her padded cell and walked in, seeing her chasing her tail. I leaned against the wall watching her; she was so cute when she's acting so innocent. Gah! I'm doing it again! Rasco, do not get involved with her! She is nothing but trouble! She fell over and laughed. Dogs are weird.

"You were right Childish! That was fun!"

Childish? Hmm… I wonder who she's talking to. She seems to talk to herself a lot.

"Can I interrupt this uh… how do you Americans say? Uh… childish playtime?" I replied walking up with my arms crossed.

"Chasing my tail is not childish. It promotes exercise, agility, and stamina."

"Right… that's a lie isn't it?"

She's a bad liar. But she is getting better at it. I can tell. She glared at me. She does that a lot. I like irritating her, what can I say? She does it to me and I do it back to her. It's our thing.

"So why are you in here Rasco? You're not here because you like me, or are you?" She asked, her face getting into mine.

She batted her eyes flirtatious at me.

"Do not be silly. We Russians do not flirt with de enemy. It goes against our moral codes. Unlike you dumb American pup."

"Dumb? That's a strong word coming from a pea-brain Russian."

"Pea-brain!"

I started cussing at her in Russian. She just smirked at me. I'm surprised she never takes offend at them. But of course she doesn't seem to care. She never does. She tsked at me. And did the one thing that I hated. She went mother mode on me.

"Now Rasco. Didn't anyone told you not use such foul language?"

My tail curled in anger. I hated her. She grinned at me. How I hate that grin.

Cartoongirl's POV

I love torturing Rasco. It gives me a sense of purpose in my life, other than picking on Blowhole, taking care of the Hobokeners, being a mom to Savio; keep my promise to Red, and causing destruction at Central Park Zoo. Rasco was my arch-enemy. Kinda like Skipper and Blowhole, only it was me and Rasco. The iron tailed squirrel growled at me. I just gave a cocky grin and tilted my head to the side like I always do.

"I hate you," he growled at me.

"Aw… I love you too Rasco. But trust me, I will not back down from a fight, especially from you, and that's a promise."

He stiffened for a moment, though I don't know why.

"I know! I know! I know!" Fangirl squealed.

I ignored her and circled him like he was my prey.

"Don't worry Rasco, I don't kill without purpose. If I get a good reason then I will. And don't worry squirrel, if I do let you live, then you'll make a great chew toy." My muzzle was right next to his good ear. "And I'll enjoy the sweet sound of your bones crushing under my teeth."

I walked away, tail high in the air.

"Such an evil, sadistic, torturous mind," Evil replied.

"You're not really going to do that… are you Chey?" Childish asked.

"Maybe," I answered, settling in the padded corner. "Oh Rasco. I think it's best that you leave. I have to groom myself and I take my privacy seriously. Be a gentleman and leave."

He glared at me, but didn't object and walked out. I started to groom myself. This was going to be fun while it lasted.


Angel: Are you insane?

Yes, yes I am. *holds up a certificate* I am certifiedly insane.

Angel: Oh.. right…

Fangirl: *squeals* RASCO LIKES CHEY! HE LIKES HER!

*rolls eyes* Oy vey… This again.

Brainy: Well he did admit it, even though he is busy with an internal battle. And you do like him… don't you Cartoongirl?

Ew! No! I would never like him! He is my enemy! We went over this!

Emo: Love is nothing but an internal battle heading towards disaster.

*points paw at Emo* She gets it!

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Childish: Bye!