Box
The original Summery: A homeless little girl follows Danny after her box was destroyed in a fight. "He was defiantly barking up the wrong tree with this pup!" Apology and explanation at the bottom of page.
Sorry. My internet was cut off because the bill got lost in the mail. It's been fixed now.
She crawled into her box, it was damp from the rain a few days before, she was annoyed her side that was lying on the wet cardboard was absorbing the water. It wasn't even sunny enough for it to dry out the inside. Frustrated, she thought to find somewhere else, but someone might take her box. It may be wet, it may stink, but it was her box.
She was young, but she could talk down the older guys like she was their mother. She was small, but her temper made up for her size. NO one could bully her, she was a tough kid.
She thought she could sleep, curling closer together, she had scoured the streets for food, some people took pity on her because she was young, and gave her scraps. Today however, was not a good day, she came home hungry, it happened, sometimes people shooed her away, not smitten by her cuteness. The only solution was to try again the next day.
THUMP. She opened her eyes in alarm, the box had moved around her, the side turned up to the sky and she rolled to the middle, trying to stand she wobbled before falling over again. Who had picked up her box? The owners of the store she lived next to knew this box was hers, as they learned when she continual reminded them when every time they touched it.
She stuck her head out, confused, there was no one around her or her box, no one to growl at. She looked down and yelped in alarm, she was high out in the air. She had trouble with stairs that were bigger than her, she could climb them, but she couldn't make her way back down without hurting herself. The drop was bigger than stairs were.
The bottom sagged. Her back legs fell through the soft material, she yelped in alarm, scratching at the sides, but the cardboard came apart under her nails.
"BEWARE PHANTOM! I AM THE BOX GHOS-"
"SHUT UP!" A second voice came, clearly annoyed. "Damn it I was sleeping! I actually need to sleep you know!"
The next second she, as well as the box, went sideways. She and the box hit something solid. It fell apart around her and she was falling.
Something had grabbed her right out of the sky. Her nose was attacked with a horrible stinging smell and panicked.
"Floater!" She cried out, wriggling in his arms. It struggled not to drop her. Floaters were scary, two-legger screamed loudly when they appeared and ran away. They didn't smell like two-leggers, a weird stinging sensation in her nose that caused discomfort.
"Dude! That's heartless! You threw a puppy at me!" He yelled, she couldn't understand them, but he sounded like what Brownie sounded like when he was growling at Ma. Angry.
"What? Hey! I didn't know that was there!"
She actually pulled out of his grip. Big mistake. She was falling again, she wasn't like the uptight cat that she picked fights with, she could land on the feet with no injury. She however, was not a cat, and had no such lifesaving ability, she was caught again by the Floater mere feet from the ground.
"Woah, Jeeze! Let me get you down squirmier!" He placed her down gently, she bolted as soon as her paws were on the ground and scamped back into the alley next to the store. She cowered, absolutely frightened by the two Floaters.
After a few minutes of strange sounds and more mad talk the Floater that caught her came into the ally.
"That poor thing is long gone." He sighed, he looked around as is checking for other Floaters. Light surrounded the Floater, and rings moved around his body. His light coloured fur had gone darker, and his skin changed, the dark turned light, and he was wearing long, rough things that warmed two-leggers legs.
He's a two-legger, and a Floater. He smelt different now, the weird smell the Floaters give of was almost gone, just small traces. Is he going to do it again? Fascinated, she followed him out of the ally, he never noticed she was doing so.
He went about his business like the other two leggers, going to the metal thing that people went to get paper from, he even went to the food place. She waited patiently outside, dashing out of sight when he was walking back out carrying a big box.
Still, he continued to act like a two-legger. He bought meat and bread snack at the traveling food store. He set in on the box and continued to carry it. He crossed streets and roads away from her home until he came to a place with trees. He sat at a long seat, putting the cooler down and grabbing food.
She got annoyed, he showed no signs of doing the shifty thing again, she wanted to see him float! She wanted something out of following him until almost sunset! She barked to get his attention, he jumped slightly. Good, she was going to give him a piece of her mind.
"You followed me?" Danny asked it, all the way from the post office? That was pretty far, he was surprised he didn't notice it, it was standing three feet away and he still didn't notice until it barked. "Do I have a weird smell that attracts dogs or something?"
She barked again, Danny took it as a yes. The poor thing was tiny, about Cujo's size when he was calm. He pulled his hotdog in half and gently placed one half on the ground near her. He pretended to go back to eating while it crept closer to the food. It took a few nibbles before gawing on it like there was no tomorrow.
He laughed, getting off the bench and knelt down close to it. It saw his hand coming and froze, unsure of what to do. It put a paw up in defence, and flicked at the hand. Danny gave it a light scratch. It seemed to like it and rolled onto it's back a played with his hand and he gave it a tummy scratch. He took it back, it was smaller than Cujo, the fur only made her look bigger.
"You're so cute!" Danny gushed, his weak spot for dogs getting the better off him. All bark and no bite, it really was a sweet little thing. This time he checked the gender, unlike the time Cujo turned out to be female. This puppy was also female.
"I've always wanted a puppy, but my parents wouldn't let me." He paused, and then beamed. "I remembered something again! Wow, they were mean, I wasn't allowed to have a puppy!"
She was sure the two-legger wasn't talking to her, no one else was around, coming to the conclusion that this two-legger floater was weird, she briefly wondered. She knew that some of the older Dog's adopted two leggers, they looked after them, made sure they got exercise, she knew one that actually needed help crossing roads, 'a seeing eye' as the proud Labrador called it.
That's final. I'm adopting you. She thought. She'll look after him, she didn't know how she was going to do it though. She'll bark at people that annoyed him, she'll follow him where ever he went, but she'll hide if a floater comes along, she wasn't big enough to deal with those things yet. When she was, she would bite them.
As soon as he opened the cooler she jumped right in, barking in delight. It was dry, and wasn't horribly soft like the other box. It was hers now, considering she had no clue on how to get back to her ally. And the Park had to be explored! So many trees, and it was big enough for her to run around in without getting run over.
"Damn…" Danny frowned, and then laughed as the puppy began to setting into his cooler. "I'm gonna have to buy another cooler."
"You need a name." He said, after coming out of the store again with another cooler, this time filled with dog treats, dog toys, a feeding bowl, and other puppy stuff. Sodas for him, snacks, a thermos (a real one) a hammock, rope and some blankets. It was times like this he really like the magic credit card in his pocket. "I'm gonna call you Cutie! Cause… You're so cute!"
Cutie continued to follow him, when he came out of the store he put the cooler down for a moment, letting her jump in with the stuff, immediately tackling a rubber bone. Soon they were back into the park, it had darkened and people were going home.
"I hope you like trees." He warned Cutie. "Cause I live in them." The slide sucked, so he turned back to trees, this time he went deeper into the parks reserve and came across some bigger trees, one stood out the most. "Perfect!" He said, in the middle of the tree before the branches parted was a hollow, and enough room for both coolers. He pulled one of the blankets out and laid it on the part before putting the cooler down. He dumped most of the stuff (not before getting Cutie out first though)
"I don't know why I'm making a more permanent home," He hung the hammock from two branches a little higher than the coolers "Sure, there is 'Fenton Works' but ghosts come from that portal every so often, and I can't shut it off. AND the place creeps me out." The empty home sent chills down his spine, he could never make it up the stairs or past the kitchen in that strange house. Shaking the thought from his head he leaned on a branch as he took the plastic of some of Cuties new toys, the plastic was all placed in a bag. "I think I just need a base."
She didn't seem to mind the tree that much, it was sure she would be able to climb up, but not back down. Right know she was busy playing with her toys as the two legged floater fixed up the tree. Half way through constructing he transformed. Cutie stared as his colours changed and his feet leaving the branch.
He can handle himself as a floater. She thought, laying her head down. A few minutes later she was being picked up, a little annoyed since she was getting comfortable.
"You're a cranky puppy." Danny said, picking up her small growl, "And a weird one." Cutie laid on his stomach, curling up and getting ready for sleep. He scratched her head, wondering how the puppy was going to continue to follow him around if he flew through buildings. But, as she demonstrated she was good at waiting. What if something happened to him, and she would just wait for him to reappear? He couldn't help but picture the little dog waiting in the park, in the same spot as he left her. He hoped she would get bored after a day, and go about her business.
"We'll play more tomorrow." He said, trying to ignore the thought and fell into a dreamless sleep.
This did not come out good. I didn't think so anyway. It's different from the first two too much. The next one will be better I promise.
…How many of you thought she was human when I gave the summery last chapter? Truth is, that was a stuff up, the original summery (Which I forgot to update,) would have hinted to you the 'little girl' was a puppy (BIG time). But people had voted before I noticed . Sorry for my stupidity. I'll make a story about a little girl following him to make up for it.
INSPERATION: Next door, they have a puppy. This puppy is named Cutie and is ADORABLE, it hangs out with an adult dog that has no relation to her and acts like her best friend (he got into a fight with her mother, if they were actually human, I would say it was over her), it takes on my younger cousins cat, which is bigger than her, and yaps at my nana's dog when he gets to noisy, he's the size of a bear cub and he shuts up. This puppy is so BADASS I had to write a piece on her.
I realize that a puppy might not recognize a store, or think of their mothers as 'Ma', or could even remember four syllable words. :) Sake of my strangeness.
Thank you everyone that reviewed for Swing! Oh, Better-Left-Unspoken? If you like vulnerable!Danny you might like an up-coming one's I have in mind, don't worry.
Easternbluebird and xBlue-Rosex: all will be revealed! Eventually. This has actually developed a plot that ties in with a few of the shots, wasn't planning for that to happen!
Samara: No, she didn't commit suicide, if not for a friend, she would not have made it past second year high school.
NEXT-Ring- A ghost tries to find his lost ring in a forest stream, Danny lends a hand and a strangely familiar face comes to his head with a name attached. Sam.