Zeon
By: Purplecobra247
(Once again, Looney Tunes don't belong to me, they belong to Warner Brothers. Zeon and other characters are mine.)
Chapter 1: A Lonely Beginning
Hi. My name is Zeon Keoni Prosby. My life's been... under the weather, literally. I'm walking in the rain right now and I feel pissed. Know why? Well, it's a long story, but I'll tell you anyway. You see, I was part of a very wealthy and rich family. I had parents, a taller, but younger brother and a pet short-legged white tiger named Jerami. As for me, the tall issue is why I was kicked out. I'm pretty short for my age, but that's how it happened. I'm approximately 2' 5" tall and I'm a muscular, tan wolf with baby blue eyes. Guess how old I am. If you guessed 23, you'd be right. My taller brother is only 15. Sounds strange, doesn't it? Anyway, this is what happened...
"Zeon, come here, boy!!!!!" My mom called. Her name's Shandra, but I have to call her 'mother' or else.
"Coming, mother," I called back as I ran downstairs. She looked really upset as I approached her.
"What is this?" She asked me. I looked down to where she was pointing and I saw the big Kool-aid stain on the carpet floor. I looked up at her.
"It's a stain, so what?" I told her.
"You did this, right?"
"No, mother. Honest. It was just Jerami." Right on cue, Jerami scurried up to me. I picked him up as I continued. "He didn't see it."
"I don't care! He made the mess, therefore he has to clean it up!"
I was dissappointed at the fact that she lets us boys do all the work, including making my younger brother, Kelvin, cook dinner every evening.
"But, mom, he's just a cub. You might wear him out."
"It's those super short legs. It's makin' him lazy."
"Lazy!?!?! He does clean up after himself when he accidently urinates on the floor. That's all he can do. He can't clean up this big stain!!!"
I know I sounded proper on that, but that's what I have to say. It's not my rule, though.
"Then, he's gonna have to or he's leavin'!" My mom fussed. I wanted to fuss myself.
"I can't believe you! Don't you realize that you're making us boys do all of your work? It's not normal."
"So?"
"So, if he's leaving, I'm leaving!!!!"
"Then, that settles it! You go on up and pack you and Jerami's things right now!!! I've had it with your behavior!!!!!"
And that's what happened. I actually kicked myself out for her misjudgement. I do have Jerami walking beside me. He truly has short legs. Let's just say that he walks like a Pekingese, if you know what that is. If you do, then you should know that his legs are no taller than a pen. That's short. So, I'm gonna try to find a new life somewhere. Some place where nobody tells you what to do, in a rude and nasty attitude that is. Also, a place that you can do whatever you want and make as much of a mess as you want. I know I sound like a kid, but that's how I wanna live. Same for Jerami. Speaking of which, he's already 2 years old now. He'll stay that way, too. As for me, I'm gonna stay at 23 for the rest of my life as well. Hopefully, when I find this place, I'll have some friends because all my life I never had any friends because of my height. I hope they treat me and Jerami like any other person and his pet.
To be continued...
