Why was she doing this? Why did this delusional mutt believe that he was some all-high and mighty superhero? She wsaa pretty sure that he was dropped on his head as a puppy.
They walked passed an alleyway about three blocks away from Central Park. As they walked by it, that crazy dog took off in the alleyway in a gallop. "You should be!" he shouted, making me stop in my tracks, holding one paw in the air.
When she looked over, she rolled her eyes when she saw that dog pinning up Mittens, a local alley cat that she was acquainted with, against a trash can. 'Is he serious? He didn't tell me what cat he was looking for,' she thought. As she started to walk down the alley, the crazy mutt picked the cat up and ran out of the alleyway.
"Ughh... what an idiot," she muttered, turning around and galloping out of the alleyway to follow him.
The red and white siberian husky kept running through the humans until she came across a bridge where rush hour was taking place. He was holding Mittens over the bridge, ready to drop her into the speeding traffic if she didn't talk.
I ran over to put a stop to this. "Put her down, you crazy mutt!" she growled, ready to use my skills as a dog fighter on him. When he did, he looked at me, unamused.
The other dog seemed to be offended for a moment. "Are you satisfied now? You got what you wanted so I'm going to leave now," She said, starting to walk away, keeping my tail dropped.
"Hold on there just a second. That cat promised to tell me where Penny is. And I have reason to believe that you're apart of it. If you take me to her, we'll part ways." the other dog said.
Lucy stared at him in shock, my ears were airplaned on the side's of my head. 'He's clearly insane,' she thought to myself. "Guess we're both gonna help you out. Afterwards, you leave us alone. Lucy, here, isn't one to be around others for very long," Mittens said. She was right; Lucy don't like being around other dogs or any living breathing creature.
She groaned and dropped my head. "Uggh, okay, okay. You better not waste my time, mutt," Lucy says with a growl. "I won't be. Let's go," he said, turning around and walked away.
Lucy shook her head, dropping her ears for a moment. "Where's he from?" Lucy asked, walking beside the feline. "That tag of his says he is from Hollywood," the cat replied. "Oh, great. The sooner he's out of our fur, the better this will be," Lucy groaned.
The dog, whose name is Bolt, had wrapped his leash around Mittens' thin waist. Lucy had a separate leash tied around her neck from a leash that Bolt had found. Lucy was tempted to chew through it because she hated the feeling of leashes.
It only reminded her of when she was in the dog fights; whenever she had to fight another dog, this is what she had to wear.
They took him to an alleyway, hoping to find a map that would get Bolt back to Hollywood. Lucy sat down a little bit away from Bolt while Mittens was in an alley garbage can. "You know I hope you appreciate the risk I'm taking here," Mittens says from inside of the bin.
Lucy only sighed, still not believing that she was actually doing this. Mittens then jumps out, holding a map under one arm. "Every bone in my evil cat body is telling me not to betray the trust of the Green-Eyed Man," Mittens said, getting Lucy to roll her sky blue eyes and scratched her right ear.
Mittens jumped down from the bin and back onto the pavement. Lucy stood up and turned to face the cat. "Okay, this is a top, top secret map of the entire earth," Mitten said, opening the map of the US. She placed it on the pavement.
Lucy looked down at it, seeing where Hollywood was. "Now were over here by the green lady with the big torch and my boss has Penny locked up... *Looks around the map* Right... Right over..." she stammered.
"Oh, brother, it's right here. *Puts paw on the Hollywood logo* By the waffle with the sunglasses. Now all you need to do is get from here to there. Now can you let us go and we can go our separate ways?" Lucy said, pointing him in the right direction.
"Yeah, our job here is finished," Mittens said, smiling. "Sure, but after we find Penny," Bolt said. Lucy and Mittens were both flustered. "You serious? I'll chew through this leash if I have to," Lucy said angrily. "That wasn't the deal! We had a deal!" Mittens said just as angrily, standing back up.
"Your deal just expired," Bolt said, glaring at them. Lucy was floored at this. "You are literally insane," she said. Bolt walked passed them, dragging Mittens with him. Lucy didn't want to get dragged so she walked behind him.
"Ooh, perfect," he said, seeing a U-Haul moving van across the street. He started walking forward, tugging at Lucy's leash. She trotted beside him, seeing that Mittens was getting dragged here and there.
Bolt led them to the truck, standing behind it. He saw a padlock on the sliding door. "Hmm... padlocked," he said, staring intensely at it. Lucy stood back, starting to get impatient with this dog. She wasn't even paying attention to what was happening.
However, Mittens was still trying to escape by yanking on the leash. When she found it no use, she stood up in front of him. "Listen, Cujo! I've got some pretty wicked claws under these mitts! Do not, I beg of you, do not make me bring out these bad boys! It gets ugly!" Mittens threatened, holding her front paws back.
Lucy shook her head, and saw what he was doing and she walked forward. "What's with him?" she asked, giving him a questioning look. Mittens face palmed and said, "He thinks he's got powers..." Mittens answered her.
"What? Now I'm concerned on a number of levels," Lucy sighed, dropping her ears a bit. He was really trying to make the lock melt by his intense stare. The three animals hear someone coming out of the building.
"Ah! Intruders!" Bolt shouted, taking off in a gallop to the other side of the street. "Agh, you stupid-!!" Lucy gagged, feeling him pull her to the ground. But she was able to get her footing back. Mittens wasn't so lucky.
"Hey, slow down! You're scraping the fur off my-" Mittens shouted, only to get cut off by crashing into a blue mail box, knocking her out instantly. Lucy panted heavily and looked at Bolt. "Are you out of your mind?!" she growled.
"Shh, don't give away our position," he whispered, putting a paw on her mouth. "Don't do that again," she said, wiping her mouth. She didn't like that he did that.
Bolt was watching two guys, one big and round, and a skinny one move a couch to the truck. "Hey, put it down. I forgot the keys. I'll be right back," the skinny guy said, setting the long couch on the road.
Bolt had seen a penny, using it to distract the round guy, who sat down on the couch. When he was distracted, Bolt pulled Lucy and an unconscious Mitten under it. The guys pick up the sofa and put it inside of the truck. The truck drives away.