Chapter 2: That Smells Good

That smells like… hot dogs, or sausage links…

I said as saliva began to drip from my gaping maw.

It smells so good…!

I said as I got closer and closer to the source of the delicious smell. But before I was ever able to get any closer, a hoard of small children surrounded me.

"Aww… wook at da widdle doggie!!" one of the girls giggled. Three of them began to pet me.

Normally, well as normal as it can be with me being a dog and all, I would have enjoyed all the attention and the petting of the head. But these children were… evil… Not like "mwah-hahahaha destroy the world" evil. But the adorable little innocent evil.

They were all crowded around me, stepping on my tail, pulling at my ears, and rubbing against my sensitive dog nose.

Have you ever had someone rub against your sensitive dog nose? Odds are that you haven't. It hurts like hell. Not to mention the smell. It was like poop, and pee and sweat all mixed together.

It was toxic.

"Wookie!! He's so piddy!"

Who in the world would let small children pet a dog that is twice their weight and could be ferocious? Which gave me a great idea…. So I started to yell random things at the children Like…

Get off my tail!!! –growl bark bark growl- And…

Stop pulling my ears!!! It hurts!!! –Arf growl growl arf bark howl-

The children slowly started to back off. Great. Just as I planned it to happen… Until…

"Abby, get away from that dog!!" A very flustered female screamed in horror. She rushed up to the hoard of children that was beginning to disperse. She sprinted up to me and…

SHE. HIT. ME. ON. THE. NOSE.

Ow!! What's your problem woman?!

I said. But it came out as a little whine… and a couple of more whines… It would have caused many people to go, "Aww… poor doggie…"

I laid down, and whined a little more… but that didn't help… she just shook her finger at me and said,

"Bad dog! Go home!"

And for whatever reason…. That made me feel really, really bad. So, I slinked away with my tail between my legs. Pathetic, huh?

But… cute, all at the same time.

Anyways, I had gone off a ways until I remembered that smell that those children had made me forget. And I went off charging for it.

After much trail and deliberation, I finally made it! To the hot dog stand!! I was right! It was hot dogs! Mmmmmmm!!!

I ran up on the stand, forgetting about the small fact of me being in dog form. I'm not sure what I planned on doing once I got to the hot dogs. It's not like I could have, you know, asked for a hot dog and paid the man.

That would've been nice. But to get money, you need a job… and to get a paying job, you need to be human… which I currently am not.

Right, I was in front of the stand, startling many of the people who were in line. I just sat there. Nothing happened.

Then it dawned on me… cute face + fancy tricks treat! In the case, hot dogs.

Ooh, What a smart dog I am!

I sat up on my hind legs. Then I rolled over on to my back, and I proceeded to roll around on the ground for a bit.

… no one noticed.

So, I used that whole cute whiney thing that I do so well… I was sitting there whining and yeah… I have a tail.

That may not matter to you much… but you see, the dog part of me had the urge to chase the tail. Even though the still human part of me was pretty sure that it wouldn't get me anywhere or do any good or get me a damned hot dog…

I found myself running in circles. Perfect. No really. Because some kind person thought it was so cute that I deserved a hot dog. Or as she called it, ' a widdle tweet for da puppy.'

I don't know why you people talk to dogs like babies… It's annoying.

But, I had my hotdog and that is really all that mattered. I wagged my tail at her to show my appreciation and happily trotted away with the hotdog in my mouth… er, chops…

It was then that the most horrible thing happened. It started like this:

I was enjoying the rest of that hot dog when the most awful smell ever happened to float my way. It was like some sick mixture of sweat, old pizza, and vodka. It was worse than those smelly kids. Really. No kidding.

I perked my head to see who dared to smell so… offensive. It was that freak… Ansem. He was mumbling to himself about cheese crackers or something and he swung his brown paper bag to and fro. He staggered here and there, frightening several people in his path.

It appeared to me that he… was drunk –Gasp!- The drunkard wobbled his way towards my spot in the grass. (I called it my spot because I had just marked it. Haha!)

"Hey, you shtoopid aminal… why do-why do you gots to be so shtoopid? I gots more brains than you… Hahahaha. hiccup" he slurred at me.

I just cocked my head in that lovable way. He screwed up his face as if he where trying to think of something to say.

"Hey! Wha's your probrem? Shtoopihiccup Shtoopid aminal…. Gaw…! Aminals should be in a zooooooo…." He continued to slur at me. He took a swig of whatever was in the brown bag. "hiccup burp"

"Whare you lookin' at, huh?!" he said to a group of children. They screamed and ran off in different directions.

"Hey, jackass! My child's playing here! What's your damn problem?" some guy yelled.

"Hey, hey, you… wha's your probrem?! Huh?! Gaw! Can't I even get drunk in my own frikken front yard?!" Ansem retaliated. "I should call da policey men on all of you!!" He said as he pointed to a small child. "Did't your mummy ever tell you hiccup not to trussspass?" he took another swig.

I decided to move away from the crazy man. I didn't want to be mistaken for his dog.

I ran out of the park just I heard Ansem saying, "Eh… wherd that doggie go? He jus' righ' here…."

There minor crisis adverted. Good job, Riku. Give yourself a pat on the back… or just shake… Yeah… I'll do that…. Shake…

Okay, moment over.

Feeling infinitely refreshed and energetic, I decided to go for a nice little tour around town. Why? Because, I had nothing else to do, and with "Professor" Ansem inebriated… I knew I would have no chance of returning to myself today.

It's okay… I'll just find someone else to annoy… hehehe… I mean whines.

See? That was cute. I know if I were just some person on the street and say me as a dog… I'd come put me. Just like that kid coming up to me now… Hm… he looks familiar… and smells familiar, too…

He smelled male but looked strangely female… his hair resting lightly on his shoulders.

Sora…?

I barked quizzically.

"Aww… aren't you the cutest dog I've ever seen?" He said as he bent down to pet my furry head.

"I should take you home… do you have a collar or tags, boy?" He said as he searched beneath all my fur on my neck. "Looks like you don't…" And he petted my neck.

In all the blissful petting… I had forgot to ask myself why in the hell his hair wasn't all gelled up into place like usual.

"Hey… wanna come home with me?" He said as he stood up straight.

Instinctively, my tail wagged and I stood up as well.

"Ok, come on." He said and he patted his leg for me to follow.

And at that, whether because I did it of free will or if the pat on the leg was to much to resist, I followed behind him.

To Be Continued…

Hah! I've got another chapter done! Shesh, it took so long for me to continue on from the second page. I was all: Beats head until ideas come and it worked, so ha!!!! I showed you!