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Chapter 12: Daily Shenanigans, Part 1

The next day…

Bluey and Bingo had gone to school as they usually did, and Chili went to work at the airport at her security job, which left me and Bandit the only ones in the household again till the early afternoon.

Unlike the time before, Bandit needed to get work done with his job, so I was left not knowing what to do for the first half of the day.

Now, if I were actually a kid, I'd get bored REALLY fast, but this presented me a chance to study this world again. And so, I went to Bandit Heeler, who's inside his office…where I told him and Chili the truth…and I asked, "I saw you guys get newspapers here and there, you mind if I read the latest edition?"

"Yeh, sure. It's in the kitchen, sport." He answered as I unknowingly wagged my tail, "thanks." I left the room and headed to the kitchen. Lo and behold, I boost myself up on a stool to find a newspaper on the counter where "brekkie" had been prepared not one hour before. From the newspaper I read the publisher's name in black/blue font: Brisbane Times. With a small smile I hopped off the stool and headed downstairs to the sunroom where I started glancing at the front page and what it had to offer. Most of it was edited as if it were a magazine (which is a little strange to me) but basically it was an overview of the previous day's events and what not. The main headline is something about a scandal in the Gold Coast…whatever that is. That's when I finally noticed the date…

August 22, 2018

W-wait…2018!? H-how can that be!? When I was in my own world it was 2015…I jumped ahead three years, why? More importantly, why didn't I notice this earlier? I guess it didn't matter then, but holy freeholy was I not prepared for this, I thought to myself.

I jumped out of the seat I am on and headed to Bandit again where I brandished the newspaper as I entered the door, "dude, what is this!?"

The adult Blue Heeler almost jumped out of his seat in surprise for I had rushed in, whipping his head toward me, "what is it?"

"I'm in the future!?" I exclaimed in surprise. He just raised a light-blue eyebrow at me in confusion, sitting by his desk for a few seconds, "uhh…"

I roll my eyes back, giving context, "I'm from the year 2015…I know, that sounds weird, but please explain to me…is this right? Or am I going crazier than I already am!?"

"It is 2018, kiddo" he explained as I looked away…letting it sink in. Gee, three years might not sound like a lot, but so much can happen in three years…just imagine, my daughter would be two or three years old by that point. I decided to drop it, letting my ears droop a bit at the news, "sorry, I just…I'm stupid not to notice earlier."

Bandit gave a reassuring smile as a retort and tried to take my mind off it, "don't worry about it. I'm sure it's not the same here as it is where you're from."

"Yeah, it's just that…now that I think about it…what if my family somehow exists in this realm…they're out there somehow?" I crossed my arms in response, and he shrugged, "I can't tell you for sure, Dustin…don't worry about it" he tried to calm me down. Because he got some work done with his job, Bandit Heeler decided to distract me a bit to get my mind off this for a bit. He reached for a cabinet and pulled out what appeared to be a green tennis ball. I raised an eyebrow at this…

Now normally I wouldn't react to such a thing, but this ball had an unintended side effect on me. I…I can't explain it, but I WANT IT! My desire to have it grows with each passing second. I guess it has something to do with me being a dog now and everything. Either way, Bandit grinned mischievously, holding the tennis ball with one paw…throwing it up and down playfully…taunting me as he did. Curse him, ugh…gosh darn it!

He stood up as I backed away, the adult canine started bouncing the ball up and down the floor as I eyed the object carefully…hoping to myself he throws it.

The Blue Heeler leads me out into the hallway as I follow, and as soon as he finds enough space: he throws it down the hall for me. I couldn't resist, no matter how human I actually was inside…I am a dog now.

I barked loudly before rushing for the green spherical ball, tongue out and everything. I reach down and grab it with my maw and quickly dashed for Bandit who was waiting for me. Upon reaching him I stopped myself, eyes widened. I grabbed the tennis ball out of my mouth and held it as my saliva dripped from it.

"This is so degrading…" I shook my head.

All I hear is a slight, sardonic, chuckle coming from the man, "ah, what's the matter, Dustin: humans don't do the kind of things dogs do?"

"They certainly don't!" I stopped my foot down in defiance, "you think I'm going to let you demean me further with this pathetic excuse for a game, wave your ball around like it's a magical trinket!? Think again, DOG, I won't give in again-"

He threw the ball once more and I tried everything in my power to resist the temptation. I held in my breath, trying my best, but I look up to see his mischievous look…Bandit's just WAITING to see me run for the ball. Ball…I can hear it…it's behind me bouncing…bouncing…falling…with every bounce my defenses get weaker and weaker until it finally stops. I expected relief, but not hearing the ball and not going after it is taking a toll on my well-being. I-I…can't…I…must…resist!

Ball…ball…BALL!

I turn around and fell on all fours, rushing for the miniscule toy that had been neglected for SO LONG (it was only a few seconds though…dumb dog mind…) and I return it to Bandit Heeler who took it and patted me on the head as I panted.

Once my senses came back, I shook my head and groaned loudly, "you are the WORST!" I growled at him as he shrugged back with half-lidded eyes.

He crouched down, relaxing his impish demeanor in favor a more welcoming one, "I know something'll cheer you up…how 'bout an ice block?"

"A what?" I am beyond confused but he gestured me to follow with a smile, "you'll see, squirt."

We headed to the kitchen and the bipedal canine reached into the fridge for what appears to be frozen treats. I tilt my head in a curious manner (adorable from an outsider's perspective) "a popsicle?"

"Yeah!" He nodded, grabbing one for himself before offering one to me. I shrugged and decided to take it with a paw, "ice block, what weird slang you Aussies have."

"It's all relative, mate" he chuckled.

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Alrighty folks, that's a wrap for this one, things will continue in part 2. Take care!