Forward: I'm trying to stay one step ahead of the updates. I'm getting them out as fast as I can. Anyway, third chapter. Action, action in my fanny pack…
Dislaimer: language, oh and the fact I don't own these characters. Other than the dog. I think I can claim him…
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Johnny swerved around a corner with the white 2005 Dodge Charger close behind.
Man, I wish I could put on a seat belt. The dog said, trying to keep himself upright in the seat.
"Who jumped in who's car?" Johnny said, counter steering to avoid the curb.
That's a mote point. Just lose them, will ya? This thing is supposed to be like a supercar, right? Why are you driving like your grandmother's in the backseat?
"My grandmother's dead. And bite me." Johnny grunted, wrestling with the steering wheel. "And anyway, I think we should name you."
Do you really think this is the best time? The dog thought incredulously.
"Good a time as any."
Okay what did you have in mind?
"How about Lassie?"
Lassie's a girl's name.
"Spot?"
I don't have a spot! You're really bad at this.
"Okay, okay. What do you want to be named?" Johnny accelerated past a yellow light where the Charger was forced to stop at when it turned red quickly after.
Well, I don't think it's right for me to pick my own name…
"Well, we lost our tail anyway. I could name you Booger or something."
I'll kill you…
"Okay so no to Booger, then." Johnny said, steering the car back toward Manhattan. "How about Einstein?"
The dog thought for a moment. A little obvious, but I like it. It approved.
"Well, I'm glad we got that set-HOLY SH-!" Johnny began, when the silver charger swung forward in front of Johnny's car.
Johnny cranked the wheel toward the opening of an alley. Watch it! Einstein yelled in his head as he braced his paws on the dashboard.
The front of the car crumpled as it connected with the brick wall dead end. Johnny felt his head connect with the steering wheel before the airbag deployed. Fireworks exploded across his eyes and his thoughts swirled into blackness followed by Einstein's voice telling him Are you okay, Johnny? It's okay, Johnny, I'll do the talking. Don't worry. You just have to stay with me, now. C'mon, open your eyes…
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Short chapter. But it seemed like a good cliffhanger to end at. Comment, please.
-Gold