Season 2 Chapter 1: Aaron's New Pet

A/n: This is for Deamion. Yes I got your email and I tried to pm you but got no response, but I'd love to hear from you and the ideas you have.

Another A/n: For nagrme2702 yes I have no problem of you doing any fan art of this fanfic and posting it on your Deviantart. Like I said before just make sure to credit the fanfiction for the idea.

This chapter takes place a week after the ending of Season 1.

-Some Random Grocery Store-

Shopping can be so boring. Especially when you're not allowed to get what you want. At the moment I volunteered to do some shopping for Dad since he and Anna are trying to help Hunter get more comfortable with his new home and the neighborhood.

So far I've gotten eggs, juice, turkey, cookies, hamburger meat, butter, and etc. It was all a whole bunch of random stuff. Dad must be preparing some bug feast for us tonight. Seems the last thing on the list I had to get was a lobster.

I headed into the seafood section of the store. There were tanks filled with water and live aquatic animals like crabs, fish, clams, squids, shrimp, and even lobsters.

I went over to the tank filled with all sorts of lobsters. One Lobster that caught my attention in particular sat by itself at the corner of the tank. The main attribute that made it different from the rest was it's shell was a sky blue. It was a similar shade to cotton candy. It had medium sized claws and eight short legs.

"Anything you interested in?", A man from behind the counter asked.

"Oh yeah can I get one of those lobsters please?", I asked politely before pointing at the blue lobster. "But I want that one though."

The man put on some leather gloves to protect his hands just in case the lobster wasn't in a good mood and decided to attack him. He carefully pulled out the lobster out by thorax and set in into a medium sized contain and then placed the container in a plastic bag.

"That'll be $12.99.", He told me. I used the money dad gave to me so I could pay for all the items all together.

I opened the front door and stepped inside setting down the groceries. "Dad! Hunter! Anna! I'm back!", I called. I waited for a hello or for someone to say something, but I guess nobody is here.

I grabbed the container with the lobster and took it upstairs in my bedroom. I gently set the container on my bed and slowly took off the lid. The lobster stared back up at me with pit black unblinking eyes.

I took a deep breath bringing my hands towards the lobster in the warm water. "Please don't pinch me!, Please don't pinch me!, Please don't pinch me!", I repeated my hands getting closer to the crustacean.

To my surprise the lobster didn't disagree with my careless decision and allowed me to pick it up. "Huh? Well You must trust me then.", I told the aquatic creature. "Never seen a Lobster like you before. You're like a cotton candy lobster."

Dad must be planning to kill this little guy. Now I was beginning to pity the poor creature. Most of them are taken away from the ocean or raised in captivity just to be killed and served on a plate with a side of butter and sliced lemons. Maybe I can keep him as pet. Oh I can give him a name!

Larry the lobster...no, What about Clawdius...nope that makes him sound privileged, Sebastian...naw that's what anybody would name a lobster. "Oh I know! I'll call you Rock Lobster ya know like that song from the late 1970's.", I mentioned the lobster paying no attention clawing at my pillow. "See you like it!"

I picked up the lobster. "Since Dad will probably let me keep you, I guess I'll introduce you to my girlfriend and her family. I think they'll like you."

-The Dalmatian Residence-

Knock!

Knock!

Knock!

I excitedly waited for someone to allow me to come inside. I held my little buddy Rock Lobster in a blue pail filled with lukewarm water. "Oh hey Aaron!", Dolly happily welcomed cuddling me.

"Hey Doll. Are your parents home?", I asked.

"Nope they're at work.", She replied.

"Great! I wanna show you, Dylan, and everyone else something cool.", I added gesturing to the pail in my arms.

-The Backyard-

"What did you want to show us Aaron?", Dylan asked.

I placed the pail on the grass then took off the lid and I puffed my chest as if I was about to give an award winning speech. "Dizzy, Dee Dee drumroll please?", I clapped.

The two seemingly fetching drums out of thin air and banging the drums with their hands. "Now I present to you my new pet!", I announced while pulling Rock Lobster out of the pail. "ROOOOCK LOBSTERRRR!!!"

"Oh Cool!", Dolly shouted in amazing.

"Ew Gross!", Dylan spat in disgust quickly getting disapproving glares from his siblings. "What? Lobsters can cause some real damage."

"That is not true!", I retorted in defense of the Lobster. "Despite their knight-like appearance, lobsters are actually sensitive and delicate animals. Although they can't see or hear very well they do have an exquisite sense of touch, thanks to hundreds of thousands of tiny hairs that stick out from gaps in their shells. Lobsters are also sensitive to changes in temperature, detecting temperature shifts as small as one degree, which is partly why theymigrateevery year to find the perfect breeding ground for their fragile babies. This certainly puts death in a scalding pot into perspective."

"Woah! Look at Aaron dropping dem facts!", Dolly cheered.

"Say what you want, but it's in good hands where it belongs.", Dylan smugly spat. "In. The. Ocean."

"Just so he can end up getting caught again. How would you feel if your life was bound to end on a plate smothered in butter with a side of garlic bread and asparagus?", I asked.

"Uh...guys?", Dolly piped up.

I was too busy going at it with Dylan to awknowledge what she was calling us for. "Lobster's aren't pet. They belong in the ocean.", Dylan argued.

"Guys!", Dolly shouted.

Me and Dylan stopped bickering and finally decided to pay attention to her. She was frantically looking around the backyard. "What is it?", I asked.

"Rock Lobster is gone!", She answered in a panic.

"What!!!", I screamed.

The young artist pup admired her work from a distance. It was a hand drawn heart with Aaron and herself in the middle hugging. She'd loved him so much, but it felt so wrong since he was already with her sister. Maybe someday she could express her feelings and he gives her the honest truth.

CRASH!!!

Da Vinci hid the painting just in case if it was Aaron or Dolly. She turned around to see nobody, but below her feet a couple of inches away from her was a small Lobster. It was one she'd never seen or heard of in her lifetime.

It was light blue like cotton candy with a medium sized body with large pincers. It held a paintbrush in it's right claw waving the tool around.

She got to her knees and watched the aquatic animal make it's way over to one of the empty canvas' before dragging the dry brush across the rough surface. Da Vinci giggled to herself and asked in a joking way and asked, "What are you doing?"

Soon she heard a bunch of footsteps coming down the steps into the basement. Aaron and Dolly came into view confronting Da Vinci. "Have you seen a blue lobster around here?", Aaron asked.

"You mean that one?", She pointed to the Lobster that was attempting to paint a blank canvas with dry paintbrush. Aaron gasped and then smiled swopping the crustacean into his arms.

"Rock Lobster, You little rascal. How'd you get all the way down here?", Aaron said in a baby voice. He then gave Da Vinci that smile she adored oh so much about him. "Thanks Vince!"

And with that the two teens headed back upstairs leaving her alone with her scattered artwork. Some weird things have gone down in this house, but this so far had to be the strangest.

"Dad please!"

Here I was on my hands and knees begging for my father not to kill Rock Lobster. "Aaron there's no way I'm letting you keep a Lobster.", Dad retorted.

"Please Dad! I'll take good care of him. I even gave him a name. I call him Rock Lobster, like that one song we heard on the radio we heard on the radio.", I added. I'd feel horrible for the rest of the day if Rock Lobster was gonna be on the menu.

"You named it?!", Dad Questioned and then sighed. "I hope you do realize taking care of this thing is a hug responsibility right?"

"Yes! I already told you I'l take good care of him.", I agreed. "I'll just use my allowance to get him a tank and some food and I'll let him out every now and again for some fresh air."

Dad pinched the bridge of his nose. I gave him puppy eyes and quivered my lip hopefully to guilt trip him into letting me keep Rock Lobster. "Ugh...Fine, but from now on he's your responsibility now Aaron. Make sure he's properly fed, his tank is clean, and etc.", Dad finally said.

I hugged my father and utter joy and happiness. "Thanks Dad! I promise I'll be responsible. I'm up to the task.", I spoke with confidence.