For the sake of the story, all the pups are aged up. Manly because Dylan wants to join the space program, so he needs to be older and bigger, therefore they're all older.
It was all quiet at 101 Dalmatian street, well as quiet as it can be when there's ninety-nine dogs in one house. But it was quiet in Dylan's treehouse as he was studying for a test that was coming up next week, but he wasn't the only one in the treehouse, Fergus was there with him, but he was reading a comic book from Dylan collection.
"hey Dyl, do you have the next issue of…" he stopped as he looked at Dylan, but like the last few days, he was reading a book looking like he didn't even hear him. "yo, D dog!" but still nothing.
"when he's like this, you can't get him to listen to anything." Dolly said coming into the treehouse.
"Dolly, what are you doing him?" Fergus asked.
"I just need one of Dylan's stupid blueprints for Dawkins." Fergus looked over to see if Dylan even bothered to look. "nothing will bring him out, watch this." She said and pushed a rock off one of his shelves. It shattered but nothing. "see."
"maybe say something about real moon rocks." Spencer said walking into the treehouse.
"what are you doing here?" asked Dolly.
"Portia here, where else would I be." He said.
"oh, she and Dante are having another beat poetry date." Fergus said.
"yes, and I find this is the best please for me when I'm here." He said walking in and pull out a different comic book. "it better than nothing." He said.
Dylan closed his book and walking to his bookshelf and was putting it away. "oh, good you done." Dolly suddenly said.
"OH MY DOG!" he said and banged his body against his bookshelf which made it tip and fall all over him. "Dolly I've told you not to sneak up on me!" He then looked to the guys, "when'd you guys get here?" he said getting out from his book pile.
"I've been here for a while now, Spencer just got here." He said.
"and I need something for Dawkins." Dolly said. "but you know what, maybe you should go out and do something, you have been in here for days now. ever since we stopped watching over everyone, you spend all your time in here." She then toke a sniff, "it's starting to show."
"well I'm sorry, but if I want to go out into space, I need to pass a test next week just to be considered for a recommendation." He said putting books away.
"so even if you pass it, it's not a guarantee that you'll make into space. So why do it."
"the same reason you do your tricks, to try. sure, I might not pass, or even get in, but at least I'll try, have you ever heard the saying 'you fall 100% of the time if you don't even try' I'd like to live a life with no regrets."
"like trying to date Portia. Hahaha, oh I didn't mean anything bad by it." She said turning to Spencer.
"no, I get it."
"well, it's better than pinning for her for years and then finding out later that it was a waste, besides, getting over her has let me look for someone else in a different place, one that I never would have thought of." He said looking at Dolly.
"oh, so you know who you want." She said with a devilish smile. "is it someone I know."
"not your friend Roxy I can tell you that much. But yes, I do know who I want, but it's best if I wait before approaching her. Want to get this test out of the way. Plus, she has her eyes on someone right now, even though I thought she got over him a long time ago." He said. And was about to pull out another book.
"oh, before we lose you again, do you have the next issue." Fergus asked holding the comic adaptation of poodlewolf.
"since when have you been into poodlewolf, I thought it was 'beyond the geek degree'." Dylan said in a Fergus voice.
"well I've been wanting to hang out, but you were always nose deep in a book, might as well kill some time, and found this." He said.
"yes, same here, when Portia comes by." He said turning the page. "I won't say it's the best, but it keeps me entertained, and safe from the rest of your family."
"same." Fergus said.
"great, you've turned my cool stunt loving fox friend into a nerd, next thing I know you guys will be playing poodlewoof." She said.
"Poodle'wolf'!" they all said at the same time. Turn to each other and started laughing.
Dolly just rolled her eyes, "I'll just tell Dawkins to come get it himself." She said and left.
"maybe next time, we can play a game. I'm sure Roxy would want to play as well."
"no thank you, I may read it, but sure won't play it the way you play it." Fergus got up and stretched out his limes. "I think I'll head on out, been here for a while."
"you know, I could use some exercise. Maybe I should go out to the park, a perfect place to train." He said.
"Yeah, let's go. I need to get lunch." Fergus said as his stomach grumbling.
"if your ever here, feel free to grab a snack." Dylan said showing he had a lot just sitting there. "it usually takes a month for me to eat all this myself, so feel free to have at it."
"do you mind if I stay, Portia won't be too long, and them she and Dante should be heading out to the cemetery."
"sure, and feel free to grab a snack. Come on Fergus." Dylan said but saw Fergus about to leave with a lot of the treats. "I meant for a snack." He said. Fergus didn't look like he wasn't going to put any back. "whatever." He said, "just please don't do it again. Spencer, look after the place." He said and jumped down the steps to the back yard.
At the park
"so, what are we going to do first?" Fergus asked actually getting into it.
"hum, I say g-force training. The body will be expos to 3gs or more for several minutes of force when getting launched into space. That's the most a roller coaster can deliver for a few seconds, and a rocket launch can last for quite a while, and most pass out around 4 to 6gs if not trained." Dylan explained as he was setting up the go-around.
"really? And what is a G?" asked Fergus.
"um?" Dylan thought on how to explain. "do a few of these." He said hopping up and down. Fergus did as he was told. "that's force you're feeling right now is around one g the gravity we always feel." he said finishing getting everything set up. "ok, now just pull me as fast as you can when I say go." He said giving him a rope.
"as fast as I can?" he said
"yes, but wait until I say goOOOOOOOO!" he said as Fergus pulled it, it was going fast but not all that fast. It slowed down not long after. "I didn't say go, and that was to slow." Dylan said.
"well, excuse me, but this frame was not built for power." He said.
"Yeah, your right, it's more for sneaking around." Dylan said getting out of his harness. "so how am I going to train?" Dylan said.
"watch out!" they heard someone say. What they say saw was Hansel with a frisbee mere inches from Dylan's head, but Dylan didn't even flinch when he saw it.
"oh, that's close, thanks Hansel." Dylan said.
"think nothing of it, what are you doing here, all on your own, without your family?" he asked looking around.
"oh, well, I wanted to train a little with the go-around, but Fergus isn't the strongest when it comes to pulling." He said.
"oh well, could I be of assistants; I still owe you for those poems you gave me to speak with the world." He said.
"Hey now. I said it was cool, I just want them out there, I'm not the best when it comes to crowds." He said, "but I could use your help, here." Dylan's said handing him the rope, as Hansel bit down on it, "now when I say go, I want you to pull with everything you have." He was getting in his setup again. "ok on the count of three, ready, one, two, three. GO!" he yelled. This time it did feel it, he was being pulled back. It was slowing down, and when it stopped. Dylan couldn't see straight, and if it wasn't for the straps, he might have fallen over. "yeah, I think that was good." He said.
"you all right D dog?" asked Fergus.
"Yeah, I'm good. And considering I see three of you, it really worked." He said.
"oh, Dylan. I am so sorry. I just don't know my own strength." Hansel said.
"no, no, your fine, this is what I asked for. But it seems to be warring off, I only see two of you." He said, his vision was getting back normal. Unclipping his harness. "I think I'm good. Wwwaa!" He said stumbling on his feet.
"ok, I think we should take a time out. And then you can tell us about this dog you're crushing on." Fergus said. Taking him to a shady tree, with the help of Hansel.
And with that, it's the end of the first chapter. I don't know if I want to update this frequently, I still have two other stories I working on, I might update this from time to time, I do have a few chapters of the story ready, but I think I wait before posting them. Also, as of today I am 9497 days old, or 1356 weeks and 5 days old, or 312-month-old.
World of the day.
Quixotic (quix-ot-ic)
Adjective
Foolishly impractical especially in the pursuit of ideals; especially : marked by rash lofty romantic ideas or extravagantly chivalrous action
That's it for me, until next time. Red Omega out, Peace!