Hello, all! I have not died (yet)! So, yeah, I will not make my goal of finishing this story by New Years. Oops...Anyways, hope you guys had a wonderful Christmas! I did. :) So, my younger cousins will be at my family's house for...at least a day and a night, so...the next chapter will be a day late...? I don't even have a schedule, sooooo...Yeah, y'all don't want to hear about my life, it's not why you're here, so I'll just shut up now.
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Chickenspoon42: About a week or so. The dogs aren't really looking for him anymore, these ones are just normal patrol/guard dogs. And, yes, it's SUPER ANNOYING! Luckily, I hardly ever watch movies, so people mostly can't spoil them for me. *puts on sunglasses* Well, besides the occasional good movie that comes out. But I really wanted to see the newest Star Wars movie, but I only did two days ago, so I had to avoid spoilers. My friend taught me a very affective and odd way to do it. And, yeah, thanks , Chickenspoon's anonymous friend. Going and spoiling stuff WHILE WATCHING IT...XD
Now, lets stop yimmer-yammering and get on with the story! (This was supposed to be much longer, and I wrote it all out, but I don't want to be typing all night, sooo...yeah I cut it short. Cuz I have Church on Sunday mornings. And it's like, 1 in the morning. So its like, a quarter of the length. ;-;)
The two cats froze at the sound. The footfalls were getting louder, there were at least two dogs.
"Stupid, aien't it?" One said.
"What is?" Came a deeper reply.
"How we 'otta guard 'is place just so 'em kitties canna leave. I gotta family! My mate's real mad 'bout 'ow long I do 'is every night."
Casper and Spark looked at each other. They had never though that dogs could care about anything like a mate or family. Well, that's what Spark was thinking. Her old friend wasn't paying attention to what they were saying, just wondering how to get out of the ditch without getting killed.
"Yeah," The other one, presumably smaller, replied. "But someone's gotta do it. Can't just have cats runnin' around everywhere."
Another voice, from the other side of the ditch, scared the young felines half to death.
"Yeah, then good luck raising pups- those catties'll kill 'em right under your muzzle, they will, the sly things."
The three dogs laughed, which was a sound Spark would hear in her nightmares for weeks to come. She once more looked at Casper her eyes asking him what to do. They were trapped. The dogs were getting closer, and would soon meet up at the ditch. They'd see the two young cats huddled inside, and kill them.
The ghastly-white cat's green eyes met Spark's crystal-blue ones. Trust me, They seemed to say. The silver tabby tried to calm her rapid breathing, afraid it'd give them away.
She heard the dogs closing it, narrowing the gap without even knowing it. Maybe- maybe they could rush them, sense- sense the dogs weren't expecting them, and- and- before Spark could finish her thought, she was flying through the air, before whacking against the cold, wet grass, head-first.
Sorry this is so STINKING SHORT. I actually stay up way later (earlier, actually, cuz its in the morning) than this on a normal daily basis, cuz I HATE sleeping, but I have Church tomorrow so I can't (I try to get at least 5 hours of sleep so I don't fall asleep while I'm doing something). But I like Church. It's nice. ANYWAYS, I'LL TRY TO POST THE REST OF THIS TOMORROW (LATER TODAY) BUT IT MIGHT NOT WORK. IF NOT, HAPPY NEW YEAR! BYEEEEE!
~KitKat (Who is currently deranged and unstable)