Here we are…Las Vegas. Home of gambling, clubs, and…revealing secrets. Oops, I spoiled a bit. Enjoy.

Every Rose has its Thorns

We were riding in a truck that was carrying pipes. It was raining outside and we were all huddle around a blanket that we had gotten at one of our stops. Rhino was asleep while Mittens was looking at Bolt's lighting mark that was slowly getting wash in the rain. Bolt was smiling as the water was relaxing on his face and body, like it was cleansing his soul.

I, however, was nervous.

The reason was that I had not plan on returning to Las Vegas so soon. I had hope that I would have become famous first before returning.

However, there was nothing I could do so at least I could check on her.

"God she is not going to be happy with me." I thought as we entered the city. It was at this time that the others were now awake and were watching all the lights with wonder.

"This place is beautiful." Mittens remarked. I nodded my head, memories long buried in my skull now starting to resurface.

When the truck stopped, we got off and I said "I know of a good place where we can get some food." The other nodded their heads and I made my way to one of my favorite alleyways.

I looked around as if I was a stranger but inside I was sorting through all of the memories I have of this place. It may have not been too friendly with me but it was home.

And it was also where my girlfriend lives.

I gave a mental sigh and turned into a nearby alleyway that was right in between two hotels. There all lined up, was a vast assortment of food that the clubs throw out. The best part was that it was not that run-of-the-mill food that people tend to throw out but good food.

Needless to say, Bolt, Mittens and Rhino started to chow down.

I watched as each managed to get plates and were already starting to down. I wanted to join them but there was something I had to do.

I turned around but before I could take a step, I heard Bolt say "Thunder where are you going?"

I turned to look at him and say "There is something that I need to take care of before I can return to Hollywood." I then left without another word being said.

I wonder through the streets, doing my best to not make eye contact with the humans. I was glad that it was now late enough that most of the people who are out at this time are either gambling or clubbing. I had been in one club and from what I could see I could not understand what was going on. I mean the humans call it dancing but all I saw was a bunch of drunken people jumping up and down like idiots.

I shook my head to get the stray thought out. I looked up at a building called the "Aria at CityCenter." I looked up at the towering building and gave another sigh before going to the entrance.

I entered the building under the luggage cart of a pair of honeymooners. I gave a small smile and thought "Wonder how much money they are going to lose before this trip is over." I then made my way over to the elevator.

As I made my way over there, I passed by the casino. Even though I have lived in Vegas throughout most of my life, I was still annoyed by the amount of noise that people and machines are able to make. I could almost picture the owner of the hotel, laughing at all the people who are wasting their money on the slim hope that they might win big or get a new car.

I made my way to the elevator and waited for one to come down. Once one did, I got on and I was glad that there was no one coming off at the moment. I knew these elevators were programmed to return to ground level if no one calls for them. I looked up at the number of buttons and took a single jump. Once I was high enough, I pushed a button marked "PH".

The doors closed and I felt the feeling on pushing as the elevator started it climb.

As it climbed, I was pacing back and forth. My mind was running through all these possible scenarios. They were not doing anything to help my nerves.

I shook my head like I was trying to clear flies and thought "Come on Thunder, you took down an entire human facility before you learned about the birds and the bees. What do you have to be scared of?"

That didn't help my nerves at all.

I watched as the lights showing what floor I was on started to reach closer and closer to "PH". I felt my heart beat with each climb.

When the lights finally reached "PH", I felt the same feeling I got when the elevator stops. I took a minute to get myself together before making my way off.

I was now facing a hallway with a single double door at the end. I took a deep breath and started to make my way towards it. With each step, I felt my heart beat increase in tempo. All of the stuff that I had done never got me as nervous as I was feeling right now.

I knew that she was ticked off at me and I was about to face her wrath.

I got to the door and notice that the dog door was still there. I took a quick whiff and was unable to smell the usual smell of overused, expensive perfume. I gave a small smile and thought "Good, her owner is out right now."

I then knocked on the door. I waited until I heard a bark that said "Come in."

I went through the dog door and stared at the room I was in.

The room was nice and all for a hotel room. However, since I had not spent a long time staying in one place, I never spent a lot of time looking at what a room looks like. Instead, I was staring at the dog that was lying on a pile of pillows.

The dog is a female American cocker spaniel. Her fur was a light brown color that has been cleaned and pampered with constantly. Her eyes were a blue color and she was wearing a blue color with a piece of metal that looked like a rose.

That is the reason her name is Rose.

I watched her face as she looked at me with a shocked and surprise face. It was then that she got off of her pillows and came over to me. Her mouth was opening and closing like she was some kind of fish out of water.

She stopped when she was a good enough distance from me. She then managed to say "I…is that really you?"

I nodded my head. She responded by bringing her right paw up to my check. She rub the scar that I had and did something I knew I had coming.

She slapped me.

I gave a grunt of pain as she slapped me right on the scar. Pampered or not, this dog could his hard.

She then said in an angry tone "Just what are you doing here?"

The truth, I did not know myself."

Okay, I just want to get one thing straight in that the hotel name I used is in fact a real one. However, it does not allow pets so the one is my story is a modify one. I do not own the real hotel in anyway.

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