Author Note: YAY! I wrote another chapter to the story since you guys
requested me to do that a few days ago. Cheers!
Disclaimer: I don't own Blue's Clues. I do own this parody. : )
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A year had gone by since Steve had been dragged off by the police to the local jail, thought never to be seen again. Even Blue was convinced that her former owner would never return home and that her new owner, Joe was a better replacement for the time being. True, he still talked to walls and sang to mailboxes, but she would have to wait another year before exposing him to the police as a maniac.
Until that time, she threw an occasional blue paw towards Joe to keep him occupied, secretly frightened about how even more crazed her owner had become. Steve, at least, had a better hair cut then Joe. Oh well, it didn't really matter, now did it?
However, one eventful day....
Blue had just woken up from a restful sleep, still hearing Joe's annoying snores in the background. She sighed (Hmmmmph!) and shook her head, snickering at her next evil plot to get rid of her owner. Just then the door bell rang!
Ding-Dong!
Joe, as though he were some remote-control robot, sprung up from bed. "Hey everyone! Someone is at the door! Let's see who it is! Blue, are you coming?"
Blue mumbled a yes as she walked alongside Joe to the door, rather curious to see who it was. It was only 7:00 and his 'folks at home!' weren't suppose to arrive for another hour.
Joe grinned, opening the door to find Steve in the doorway, dressed in a stripped green prison outfit exactly like the shirt he use to wear, minus the prison numbers. Blue blinked: so THAT was why he never changed his clothes everyday. She began to growl.
"Why hey, Blue ol' pal!" Steve greeted.
"BARK!" Blue said, gritting her teeth. Joe stood back, astounded by the sudden change in Blue. He gasped, watching Blue begin to pounce. "BARK!"
"Blue! Stop it!" Joe protested.
"Oh, I think she's just glad to see me!" Steve said through gritted teeth. Blue had a funny feeling that Steve had something hidden behind his back, but was momentarily distracted by the two maniacs before her: they both dressed in stripes, talked to walls, and sang to mailboxes!-how much worse could this get?!
"Why look everyone, it's Steve!" Joe said, jumping into his usual mode.
"Hi everyone!" Steve waved frantically to a wall, grinning. "I've come to visit Joe and Blue, isn't that great! What are we doing today, Joe?"
Blue "accidentally" threw a paw print on Steve's forehead, hoping he would be quiet. She cringed: what a stupid thing to think! Steve attempted to view the blue paw print but went cross-eyed, almost falling down.
"Why, it looks like Blue wants to play Blue's Clues!" Joe exclaimed.
Steve nodded. "Yes, let's see what Blue wants to do today!"
The duo then began to sing to a wall, leaving poor Blue to grit her teeth: she had to call HQ! She began to sneak off to a nearby room as Joe talked to a "Mr" salt shaker. However, before she could reach the phone, Steve stopped her.
"I'm watching you Blue!" Steve said hoarsely. "The second that Joe is gone, you're gonna get it! You'd think they'd replace me with someone better then- then, THIS!"
Blue growled loudly, causing Joe to end his conversation with the salt and skip over to where Blue and Steve were standing. "Oh no, Blue! You know that's not how we treat visitors! Now come on, let's go find some clues! Everyone got their handy-dandy notebook? GOOD! Okay, kids, let's go!"
Steve and Joe began to skip out of the room, leaving Blue by herself. She narrowed her eyes: this meant war.
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To Be Continued
Author Note: Please Review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Blue's Clues. I do own this parody. : )
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A year had gone by since Steve had been dragged off by the police to the local jail, thought never to be seen again. Even Blue was convinced that her former owner would never return home and that her new owner, Joe was a better replacement for the time being. True, he still talked to walls and sang to mailboxes, but she would have to wait another year before exposing him to the police as a maniac.
Until that time, she threw an occasional blue paw towards Joe to keep him occupied, secretly frightened about how even more crazed her owner had become. Steve, at least, had a better hair cut then Joe. Oh well, it didn't really matter, now did it?
However, one eventful day....
Blue had just woken up from a restful sleep, still hearing Joe's annoying snores in the background. She sighed (Hmmmmph!) and shook her head, snickering at her next evil plot to get rid of her owner. Just then the door bell rang!
Ding-Dong!
Joe, as though he were some remote-control robot, sprung up from bed. "Hey everyone! Someone is at the door! Let's see who it is! Blue, are you coming?"
Blue mumbled a yes as she walked alongside Joe to the door, rather curious to see who it was. It was only 7:00 and his 'folks at home!' weren't suppose to arrive for another hour.
Joe grinned, opening the door to find Steve in the doorway, dressed in a stripped green prison outfit exactly like the shirt he use to wear, minus the prison numbers. Blue blinked: so THAT was why he never changed his clothes everyday. She began to growl.
"Why hey, Blue ol' pal!" Steve greeted.
"BARK!" Blue said, gritting her teeth. Joe stood back, astounded by the sudden change in Blue. He gasped, watching Blue begin to pounce. "BARK!"
"Blue! Stop it!" Joe protested.
"Oh, I think she's just glad to see me!" Steve said through gritted teeth. Blue had a funny feeling that Steve had something hidden behind his back, but was momentarily distracted by the two maniacs before her: they both dressed in stripes, talked to walls, and sang to mailboxes!-how much worse could this get?!
"Why look everyone, it's Steve!" Joe said, jumping into his usual mode.
"Hi everyone!" Steve waved frantically to a wall, grinning. "I've come to visit Joe and Blue, isn't that great! What are we doing today, Joe?"
Blue "accidentally" threw a paw print on Steve's forehead, hoping he would be quiet. She cringed: what a stupid thing to think! Steve attempted to view the blue paw print but went cross-eyed, almost falling down.
"Why, it looks like Blue wants to play Blue's Clues!" Joe exclaimed.
Steve nodded. "Yes, let's see what Blue wants to do today!"
The duo then began to sing to a wall, leaving poor Blue to grit her teeth: she had to call HQ! She began to sneak off to a nearby room as Joe talked to a "Mr" salt shaker. However, before she could reach the phone, Steve stopped her.
"I'm watching you Blue!" Steve said hoarsely. "The second that Joe is gone, you're gonna get it! You'd think they'd replace me with someone better then- then, THIS!"
Blue growled loudly, causing Joe to end his conversation with the salt and skip over to where Blue and Steve were standing. "Oh no, Blue! You know that's not how we treat visitors! Now come on, let's go find some clues! Everyone got their handy-dandy notebook? GOOD! Okay, kids, let's go!"
Steve and Joe began to skip out of the room, leaving Blue by herself. She narrowed her eyes: this meant war.
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To Be Continued
Author Note: Please Review.
