Disclaimer: Here we are with short number four. This is gonna be the first of two double shorts, and the first one is for Lucky and Patch!
Also, I don't own any Disney characters.
Walton View Prologue Shorts Four: Lucky And Patch
A farm somewhere near a city was shown as a Dalmatian puppy with a horseshoe pattern on his back was tucking his teddy bear into bed after having just woken up in the barn. After doing so, he saw that another Dalmatian in the room with a black patch over his right eye still in bed. The horseshoe spotted puppy gave a smirk before walking over to him, having an idea on how to wake him up. He got up onto his bed carefully before standing right over him and pointed his butt out, and right into his face. His butt was shown as he hit his brother with...
PHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHT
...a loud and bassy ten second fart, making his butt vibrate as he hit his brother with a big green cloud of spicy sausages. After he hopped off of his brother's bed, he went over to open the window to their room. Meanwhile, said brother was coughing from the fart with his nose burning from how spicy it was. The horseshoe spotted Dalmatian gave a smirk as he helped his brother up by bringing over a wheelchair. "Good morning, Patch."
"Good morning, Lucky." Patch responded, and after he got into his wheelchair and Lucky went back over to his bed, Patch complained about how he was woken up. "You could've picked a less gross way to wake me up, ya know."
Lucky pulled out a guitar case as he responded to Patch's comment. "You've been dealing with it for weeks, dude. You should be used to it by now." He opened up the guitar case and made sure everything was according to design as he continued. "Besides, school starts up in three days, so we have to practice waking up early." It was a red acoustic guitar with Lucky's initials on it, and he placed his paw on it as he looked at it with love.
Patch made his bed when pointing out the flaw in Lucky's logic there. "I get the school thing. But a simple nudge would suffice."
"And miss the opportunity for a hilarious prank? Ha! No bloody chance." Lucky assured Patch, and then he went over to his video game collection, which was right next to his Tv. Everything was organized according to color, just the way Lucky liked it. Lucky then expressed his concern about something else as Patch walked up to him. "Be honest, Patch. How well do you think we'll do in Middle School?"
Patch gave the answer he saw the most fitting. "I'm sure you'll excel. School popularity shines brightest in kids who are obsessed with singing. Since you sing AND play guitar, it won't be hard to notice you."
"And they're going to notice me." Lucky stated confidently, knowing that Patch was absolutely right about him not giving up. Just then, the breakfast bell rang, and Lucky got right to action when picking Patch up. "Oh shit; only two minutes to breakfast!"
"Lucky, my wheelchair!"
"I'll carry you back!"
Patch grabbed his backpack and opened up a zipper, taking out a blue notebook and tossing his backpack over to his bed. Lucky took out his skateboard and jumped out of the window without hesitation, prompting Patch's fearful response. "Not the window again!"
Lucky jumped off of the wall and started skating over to the house that was right next to the barn. He set Patch down, and they both ran over to what looked like a food log. Their parents were there preparing the food as Lucky boasted to all of the siblings he beat in the race over after kicking his board up. "Ha! Suck on that, bitches! I win again!"
"Settle down, Lucky." The father Dalmatian advised, knowing that Lucky could get a little intense when it came to winning. And also it annoyed some of his siblings quite a bit. "It's not a competition to get to eat." Lucky smirked as his butt was shown to be right in front of a Dalmatian with a missing front arm and a headband. It was then that Lucky lifted his leg and hit him with...
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP
...a loud and bassy ten second fart that made his butt vibrate as he unleashed a yellow cloud of rotten eggs. The father couldn't help snickering with the mother sighing as she commented on his method of victory. "And please, watch your language on BOTH ends."
Lucky gave a proud smile despite the fart cloud lingering around his siblings with the three legged one walking up to him while the others were coughing and gagging. "And yet, I only need one end." The three legged Dalmatian gave a smirk and released...
PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT
...a ripe and bassy ten second fart out of his vibrating butt, unleashing another yellow cloud of rotten eggs himself. The farts lingered and caused most of the siblings' eyes to water as they coughed and gagged. The female runt of the litter, along with a fat male, walked up as the runt expressed how disgusting they both were. "And what a better way to wake up than your brothers farting on you. How mature."
"Come on, Cadpig, you secretly miss it." Lucky said confidently, and Cadpig shrugged, not confirming, nor denying it. She didn't like farting, but she had to admit that Lucky's antics were something she grew accustomed too.
The mother then noticed Patch without his wheelchair and looked at Lucky sternly. "Lucky, did you leave Patch's wheelchair behind again?"
"Yes, but I'll carry him back after we eat." Lucky assured his mother, making Patch roll his eyes while smiling at how Lucky's impulsiveness made him react.