"With the Rebels gone from the Frontier in the Neutral States within the Continent, The 3 Secondary character looked west and decided to flee to reunite with a lost group..that…the…CANARE!" The Teacher shouted, looking up from the book she was reading from too she class in front of her, more specifically to a Chihuahua and Cockapoo mix that was seen snoozing and drooling all over his desk.
"H-huh, Im wake Miss Weewee" Canare rubbed his eyes with grocery bag eye lids under his eyeballs, displaying how tired he was a soft groan in his voice. The class suddenly giggled and erupted in laughter after hearing pup's choice of words.
"For the last time Canare, My name is Miss Kiwi, not weewee, now back to the Book" She said holding back up her book repreparing to read aloud once again.
"Miss Kiwi, This Book is full of grammatical errors and plot holes" One pup student asked whilst raising his paw to be seen and noticed.
"Yeah Miss, I don't think it's even a good plot to have, I mean…A Nazi America story doesn't fit well with the characters at all" Rose pointed out.
"Like it or not Rose, this book is on our list to do for the Semester, and you will be getting a 800 word essay due this Wednesday on how the 2 main characters ended up going from New Mexico to Wyoming" She stated, getting up and grabbing her markers to display. The whole class groaned as most slouched over in the seat or just stared out the window trying to pay no mind.
"You know what would be an even better story, How my dad and uncles single handedly took down an entire Mexican cartel and rescued my mom from a Big bad Leopard" Canare jumped up onto his desk proudly boasting his parent's great achievement, knowing in his mind it was a cool feat, but to the others, seemed all to mundane.
"You guys want to hear the story of how my Dad, Uncles and the Entire freaking FBI stormed a Bunker and rescued my-"
"Dude, You've told us this story a gazillion times already" The German Shepherd from before exclaimed out to the class and directly to Canare. "Gazilion isn't a number stupid" Canare shot back whilst sticking his tongue out.
"Canare sit down!" The Teacher shouted, Canare lowered his ears in fear before slouching down in his plastic seat, crossing his paws across his furry chest in an unsatisfactory way. "Alright, now if we get through this chapter of the book this session, I can dismiss you all early" The Teacher claimed.
Canare started to pout however, staring blankly at the Literature piece in front of him until suddenly, feeling a sloppy substance strike the fur on the back of his neck, His first reaction was the wipe it off but feeling sloppy and wet wad ooze on his paw made him disgusted, turning around and see the German Shepherd holding a crafted spit-shooter, evilly giggling and smiling as he tried to conceal the small cylindrical piece of evidence.
Canare, in pure frustration, closed the book and raised it up and the German Shepherd is a throwing motion. "CANARE!" The Teacher shouted.
"What do you think you're doing?!" The Teacher shouted, with anger in her voice, clear fed up with the mixed breed's attitude today. "B-But he-"Canare tried to explain.
" I don't want to hear it, everyone is dismissed except for you Canare, stay after class and come back after Lunch break as well" The Teacher said, everyone though it was a spicey scene that everyone wanted to sit back and watch, the thought of them knowing they were excused for the day was enough for them. As they packed up and left the room, With the German Shepherd Jockey smiling about the whole event.
"Extra Homework…. Extra Homework?!" Canare stated as he walked out of the school doors with his big sister by his side, "That's what you get for disrupting class and trying to throw a book at someone" Rose proclaimed, not paying that much to her brother's problem.
"But you're gonna help me with all of this stuff, right, like you always help me with my homework everyday" Canare looked up to his sister, even going as far with his puppy eyes. "Sorry bro, I'm going to hang out with Dan later today in the park, plus you need to grow a backbone, I can't help you every time you need something" She stated.
"Well I'm going to tell Dad about you going out with a boy when we get home" Canare said, letting his sister's heart sink in fear of what their father might say, or in fact do. "You wouldn't dare, He would tie him to a tree and leave him there until Christmas if he found out"
"You lost darling?" A Voice appear from behind them revealing to be the German Shepherd himself with a smug grin and even more smug posture. "No actually, go walk another girl home instead" Rose said.
"You never know what dangerous person you might meet out in here" The German Shepherd said walking over to here, but Canare himself in between both, separating them both. "My sister doesn't like you, take the hint" Canare said, acting as a small wall between them, a small wall that was very easy to get rid of.
"Move it pipsqueak, Im talking to pretty girl" The Sporty German Shepherd said, shoving the mixed breed aside off the sidewalk and onto the street, landing in a puddle instead of on-coming traffic fortunately for him.
"How about a little Rose for the Rosey girl, huh?" The German Shepherd said pulling out a Red Rose for the Yellow and White furred canine. "That didn't even make any sense, but thanks" She said taking the flower, not out of Romance, but just out of pity.
Canare stood up, dripping with drain and gully water back onto the sidewalk, walking past the German Shepherd and Rose, leaving them both as he made his way back to the Tower, alone. Rose looking back at his brother and see how he was treated, didn't set right with her.
"I mean…Thank you so much for the beautiful flower, Its so pretty" Rose said.
"What can I say, the Best for the Best" He replied.
"I have a surprise for you though"
"What is it?"
"Close your eyes" Rose said in a flirting way with a small giggle, The German Shepherd relented, closing his eyes and even being confident to know what was coming, puckering his lips, and pressing them forward to receive a kiss. Unknown to him though, there was no happy ending for him.
Rose backup a bit, building up the momentum before driving a hard kick right in the Testicles to the German Shepherd. The German Shepherd fell over and keeled on the ground, letting out a high-pitched scream to go along with it. "And that's for throwing my little brother into the street, thanks for the rose though" She said in a mocking tone as she skipped away.
"So…tired" Skye expressed through a wide yawn as she threw herself onto the sofa, softly groaning away her internal pain as she slowly sinks into the foam of the furniture. "Got tired of Eli?" Tracker asked, appearing up on top of the Sofa giving a comforting smile to his life partner.
"That and taking care of Adventure Bay like usual" Skye rolled onto her back, making direct contact with the Chihuahua as a result. "But just like Adventure Bay, you don't have to do it alone, Im always here" Tracker pointed out his endless commitment, which sure strengthen their passion for one another in that moment.
"True" Skye said reaching up and grabbing Tracker by his pup tag, pulling his off the top of the Sofa and down onto Skye's chest, making their noses touch. Both knew what each wanted, so they fight back on it. Closing their eyes and extended their lips to meet each other before suddenly hearing the doors of the elevator open.
Skye within a split second, shoved Tracker off her chest and him onto the floor, making it seem like there was nothing going on. The Cockapoo looked over seeing Canare, completely soaked in water and small droplets dripping onto the floor right beside Rose who seemed to keep a distance. "Oh sweetie, What happened?" Skye asked running over to her pup.
"Someone from school pushing him into a puddle" Rose said, walking right past her parents. "Tracker, can you get a Towel please?" Skye asked.
"Sure thing" Tracker replied running to go get a towel for his son
"Was it the same German Shepherd again?" Skye asked.
"Yeah, It was"
"Oh geez, Don't worry, Im going to go over there and talk to his mother about this"
"But that doesn't even work, you've done that 4 times already" Canare barked his frustration, knowing that just talking wasn't going to solve much anymore.
"Then we need to find another solution that doesn't involve you fighting" Tracker said, walking over to Canare and smothering him down head to paw with a towel, drying up all the places he could. "Cmon dad, you're basically an expert, you took down a drug cartel with Uncle Chase and Uncle Marshall" Canare stated.
"Canare, I've already told you, Im done with that life, I've left it behind and began something new, something better" Tracker said.
"More like something boring" Canare pouted.
"Hey, don't talk like that to your father, Cmon, I don't know puddle you feel into, but it was real stinky one" Skye said, picking up Canare whilst also cringe from the overwhelming level of odor coming from him.
"This is so unfair" Canare claimed as he was being scrubbed down to his skin by both his Parents with Sponges and a bathtub full of sudsy soap and water that slowly turned brown from the amount of dirt. "Its not Canare, you're just being spoiled"
"Am not"
"Yes you are"
"Am not!"
"Yes you are!" Tracker and Skye both said in synchronized unison.
"AM NOT!" Canare shouted at the top of his lungs, making Skye and Tracker turn silent from the sheer volume that echoed through the bathroom and throughout the Tower. Suddenly, A loud crying sound that seemed too familiar was heard, making Skye groan.
"Oh now look what you did Canare, you woke up Eli, I'll be right back" Skye said in a frustration tone, placing the wet sponge right beside tub and turning around to go tend to her youngest of the bunch. As soon as Skye left the scene, Tracker turned back to Canare and started to growl.
"Canare, this is getting absolutely ridiculous, you're acting like a little pup who lost his bottle and wont stop complaining about it, You're old enough to know better, in fact, you're old enough to wash yourself" Tracker said throwing the sponge he had and the sponge Skye had before walking out into the tub.
"B-But I"
"But nothing, you're too spoiled Canare, and you need quit this 'the world is against me' attitude, actually be apart of this family instead of taking and not giving" Tracker strained his voice.
"You still love me though, right dad?" Canare asked so frailly and timid, knowing that deep down in his heart, he really didn't even know any more. "Canare…just...just clean yourself up and go to bed" Tracker said sternly before leaving the room.
Canare, sitting down in his own bath water, looking at the sponges that were left behind floating in front of him, soon within time, Canare's eyes started to water and fill, tears started to escape from his eyes and drop down into the bathwater.
"They don't like me" Canare said to himself, letting more tears fall down and merge with the water he was standing in.
LATER….
"They don't like me, they always yell at me and tell me to do" Canare said, beating himself up about it on how his own parents basically never would have wanted him. "I'm done with all of it" Canare said grabbing what ever he could around his room that would be of use to him later.
"Lets go how they like life when I'm not even here" The pup said, squeezing the string around the bag, tightening the bag and grabbing the by his mouth.
Canare turned off all the lights in his room and looked both ways in the hallway, making sure it was clear even though it was dark in the night sky and After Midnight.
Seeing the coast was clear, sprinting all the way to the elevator, and hitting the lower button and stepping out into the open air, before fully running out, becoming a Runaway.