What ostriches with a funny hat is a Mare doing in the house? I reflected while I kept seeing the mare being a few steps away from entering our home.
"Blah blah blah-Flower beds-blah blah blah- horse statue", the mare continued to speak to Dolan who had been the one who had opened the door to our holy home.
I didn't pay much attention to what the Mare was saying, I was focused more on my own inner thoughts and questions.
Why don't we do anything to scare her away? I mean, barking should at least be enough to say we tried.
Hmm, maybe I am the only one of my brothers who has them legend knowledge of knowing that horses poop while walking.
A knowledge that has saved countless galaxies and parallel universes, and can kill Dr, Manhattan.
We have to be very careful if the mare decides to enter, a horse poop could well traumatize, injure or even kill any of us if we decide to follow her too close.
They don't call me Dewey the caution puppy for anything.
Also, I don't think that either Dolan or Dolly is willing to clean up a poop that can easily swat both of them in size.
"Blah blah blah- You're all banned from the park"
What did the horse say?
Then the mare left along with my worries about a possible second death caused by horse poop.
Okay, now there is only one more thing left.
What kind of pagan divine divinity gave that walking poop machine the authority to ban the mighty Dewey Dalmatian The Handsome Great Conqueror of the One Pice- and others- in the park?
Did she know who I am!?
I'm John Dewey Wick Dalmatian!
There is no place in this world that I can be banned from.
No McDonalds
No Burgerkings
No dennis
Not even my own home
And certainly not a park.
Also, I have a non-homo date tomorrow with a blonde boy to play fetch the ball.
But other than that ...
¡This is not fair! Why a horse has so much authority over us!
This is war!
Hear my war cry, mare!
"RRRREEEEEEEEE!"
Listen to it too my brothers and sisters, because this is the same glorious battle cry that will lead the last war between Twitter, Tik-Tok and 4-Chan!
Redoubling power:
Redoubling politic memes:
¡ Redoubling glory !:
"RRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
"Da Vinci!" I heard Dolan and Dolly exclaim, "Calm Dewey down!If he keep going, he is going to break the windows! "
"Or leave us all deaf!"
"¡Dewey!"
"Rrrreeeee- Ba?", I stopped instantly and turned to see Da Vinci.
H
She's looking at me weird, I don't like that look, is she going scold me for something? I did something wrong? What did I do? I was just declaring war on a horse, since when is that bad? Just yesterday I declared war on a He Man impersonator who was passing by on the street and she was not bothered by it.
¡I needs an answer!
"Calm down," she ended up saying as she proceeded to hug me.
... Huh, you know what, it's weird but suddenly I feel a lot more ... shill. As if a fire that is about to explode a container full of powder will suddenly go out.
"Everything's going to be fine, Dewey, we didn't do anything. I'm sure Dylan and Dolly are going to fix this, you don't have to cry "
"Ba ?, bba ...?" Are you sure, sister? Are they going to do it? I do not have to do anything? I don't have to set the park on fire or be everyone's public enemy?
Dylan and Dolly, are they going to be the ones to solve this problem?
¡Wait! Why do I feel like you're wiping the paint off your paws on my back again? Do you see my unstained fur like your personal towel?
¡Answer me sister! ¡I'm a towel to you!?
"Come Dewey," Da Vinci exclaimed as she broke away from the hug, "Let's color Mr. Box a new face"
Yeah yeah yeah, you know what, I think I feel like doing that. Ma box boi has been asking me for a new face for a while now. Let Dolan and Dolly work this out.
And then I left after Da Vinci.
And we began to color Mr. Box with a new face, Dio Brando's face was my choice.
(~ [Continúe] ~)
(AN: ¡This fanfic is not dead!)
((AN: Sorry for the short chapter. The reviews and toughs motivate me to continue writing this story. Please comment and let me know your opinion, thanks for reading))
