I'm sorry. Blink and Race will not be able to join us in our regular conversations. I have tied both up outside as the rain pours down on them.
Spot: But I'm here!
No one cares.
Spot: Everyone cares. Ise got fan clubs.
Those 'Spot Fan Clubs' are for dogs
Spot: Youse making fun of me name?
Yes.
Spot: Oh okay.
Well for reading this, you will receive KRISPY KREMES!
Spot: Dats because youse don't like 'em
Yea, so?
Spot: I'll shut up nows
Good boy.
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Bridget's POV
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"Bridget, whyse do ya have to ruin everytin?" I looked over and saw Blink looking at me. "Whyse Bridget?" He asked me again.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, stepping closer to him.
"How could youse? Youse let down everyone, especially me and Spot. Wese did da best wese could."
"What are you talking about?"
"Wese couldn't watch youse everyday, and everyday youse just got worse and worse."
"Blink, seriously what are you talking about?" I asked as I stepped up to him and took his hands in mine.
"Bridges….do youse know whyse I call ya dat?" I shook my head. "Ise love ya. Ise really do. And Ise just wanted to make ya special by calling ya dat." He lowered his head. "But dis, Ise can't deal wit." He let go of my hands and started to back up.
"Wait! Blink, what are you talking about? Please tell me." I said pleading as if I would never see another day.
"I'm sorry, but Ise can't deal wit dis."
"Blink?" Tears were welling up in my eyes as he started to vanish from my eyesight. "Blink?" I screamed. When I finally realized he wasn't coming back, I dropped to my knees and cried.
"Bridges!" I looked up and I saw no one. "Bridges! Wake up!" I stopped crying and closed my eyes. "Bridget……come on wake up." I opened my eyes once more and saw myself staring into Spots eyes.
"Spot?"
"Yea. Youse making me hafta worry bout youse while yer sleeping too." I sat up, I was back in my bed and it was starting to get light out. Spot must have looked at my eyes and knew that it was no joking matter. "Whats wrong?"
"Just a bad dream. Its nothing. I should get over it."
"Obviously it was more den a dream."
"Its nothing."
"Bridges, Ise been watching over youse fer da last nine years. Ise been making sure youse safe and dat youse will grow up to be unlike me. Ise know when somethings wrong wit youse, like now. What's wrong?" I looked back at Spot and then at my hands that were fumbling with each other.
"Its Blink. He was in my dream. I like him Spot. I really do." Spot understood and nodded. "He said that I kept getting worse and worse everyday. That he couldn't deal with me too."
"Blink won't leave yer side. Trust me. Ise know 'im. He's known ya fer a long time, he's couldn't just leave ya. Now go back to bed. Ise gotta go back to me lodging house in time fer da papes. I'll leave a note fer mother not to bother youse fer awhile." He got up and went over to the desk and picked up his cap.
"Why did you leave?" I asked.
"Ise needed me space, and prove dat Ise could make it out dere. Mom and Pops might be my parents, but at least now dey have a little more respect fer me."
"Don't you ever want to come back?"
"Not really. I'm used to da life dat Ise have." I nodded and he smiled at me and left. I fell back asleep soon after, trying to comprehend everything.
I woke up to a sunny afternoon. I quickly dressed and ran downstairs. There I found no one to be anywhere. I went over to the table and saw a note that was addressed to me.
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Bridget
We let you sleep in, I hope you enjoyed the extra hours. Spot will be back to take you to his lodging house. Your father has a new assignment so we will be back next week. Sorry for the short notice but we had no choice. We would've brought you but we weren't allowed to bring any children. There are waffles on the stove top for you and muffins in the cupboards. I made some cookies for the boys at the lodging house. Please make sure that they get them.
With love from your dear Parents
Mom & Dad
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"I'm so glad that they decided to have me be part of their lives." I said as I crumpled the paper in my hand and threw it on the ground. I took a muffin out of the cupboard and awaited my brothers arrival.
Spot: But I'm here!
No one cares.
Spot: Everyone cares. Ise got fan clubs.
Those 'Spot Fan Clubs' are for dogs
Spot: Youse making fun of me name?
Yes.
Spot: Oh okay.
Well for reading this, you will receive KRISPY KREMES!
Spot: Dats because youse don't like 'em
Yea, so?
Spot: I'll shut up nows
Good boy.
Read and review!
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Bridget's POV
_________________
"Bridget, whyse do ya have to ruin everytin?" I looked over and saw Blink looking at me. "Whyse Bridget?" He asked me again.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, stepping closer to him.
"How could youse? Youse let down everyone, especially me and Spot. Wese did da best wese could."
"What are you talking about?"
"Wese couldn't watch youse everyday, and everyday youse just got worse and worse."
"Blink, seriously what are you talking about?" I asked as I stepped up to him and took his hands in mine.
"Bridges….do youse know whyse I call ya dat?" I shook my head. "Ise love ya. Ise really do. And Ise just wanted to make ya special by calling ya dat." He lowered his head. "But dis, Ise can't deal wit." He let go of my hands and started to back up.
"Wait! Blink, what are you talking about? Please tell me." I said pleading as if I would never see another day.
"I'm sorry, but Ise can't deal wit dis."
"Blink?" Tears were welling up in my eyes as he started to vanish from my eyesight. "Blink?" I screamed. When I finally realized he wasn't coming back, I dropped to my knees and cried.
"Bridges!" I looked up and I saw no one. "Bridges! Wake up!" I stopped crying and closed my eyes. "Bridget……come on wake up." I opened my eyes once more and saw myself staring into Spots eyes.
"Spot?"
"Yea. Youse making me hafta worry bout youse while yer sleeping too." I sat up, I was back in my bed and it was starting to get light out. Spot must have looked at my eyes and knew that it was no joking matter. "Whats wrong?"
"Just a bad dream. Its nothing. I should get over it."
"Obviously it was more den a dream."
"Its nothing."
"Bridges, Ise been watching over youse fer da last nine years. Ise been making sure youse safe and dat youse will grow up to be unlike me. Ise know when somethings wrong wit youse, like now. What's wrong?" I looked back at Spot and then at my hands that were fumbling with each other.
"Its Blink. He was in my dream. I like him Spot. I really do." Spot understood and nodded. "He said that I kept getting worse and worse everyday. That he couldn't deal with me too."
"Blink won't leave yer side. Trust me. Ise know 'im. He's known ya fer a long time, he's couldn't just leave ya. Now go back to bed. Ise gotta go back to me lodging house in time fer da papes. I'll leave a note fer mother not to bother youse fer awhile." He got up and went over to the desk and picked up his cap.
"Why did you leave?" I asked.
"Ise needed me space, and prove dat Ise could make it out dere. Mom and Pops might be my parents, but at least now dey have a little more respect fer me."
"Don't you ever want to come back?"
"Not really. I'm used to da life dat Ise have." I nodded and he smiled at me and left. I fell back asleep soon after, trying to comprehend everything.
I woke up to a sunny afternoon. I quickly dressed and ran downstairs. There I found no one to be anywhere. I went over to the table and saw a note that was addressed to me.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Bridget
We let you sleep in, I hope you enjoyed the extra hours. Spot will be back to take you to his lodging house. Your father has a new assignment so we will be back next week. Sorry for the short notice but we had no choice. We would've brought you but we weren't allowed to bring any children. There are waffles on the stove top for you and muffins in the cupboards. I made some cookies for the boys at the lodging house. Please make sure that they get them.
With love from your dear Parents
Mom & Dad
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I'm so glad that they decided to have me be part of their lives." I said as I crumpled the paper in my hand and threw it on the ground. I took a muffin out of the cupboard and awaited my brothers arrival.