Due to boredom and other reasons, I have decided I want to start writing something. In the past I have written short stories while writing longer ones (mostly for school) so I have something to do to keep the ideas flowing while I take a break from the big projects. So I guess I'll start a story relating to the Housepets universe... whoodathunkit.
Now you'll have to bear with me. I haven't written a decent sized story in a long time, and the last one was dystopian so you may have to bear through a few pessimistic chapters before I transition to other things. I think it can only benefit me to have people see my stuff while I'm writing it so I can get some feedback.
Two things: I definitely appreciate feedback and encouragement, since that would give me motivation to keep writing. Second, I update whenever the heck I feel like it, since this is a distraction so I can keep the creative juices flowing while I take breaks from projects
. wakka wakka, here come the words:
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Another Lonely Face
Ch.1: Enter the Theif
Babylon Gardens was preparing itself for a new season. The early air was crisp and refreshing, the first sign of fall was upon them. Children worried themselves with school-ly business and pets busied theselves with pet-ly business. Summer days were long gone, it was time to return to the rhythm of the rest of the year.
The neigborhood was quite alive despite the early hour. Both pets and owners made their way through the streets, completing their morning rounds to begin the day. Dogs and cats formed into groups, greeting and socialising while their parents collected the newspapers, discussing thier plans for the day. Puppies stood under trees and jumped at the branches, a bit too eager to begin their leaf piles that never quite got as big as they expected.
"Hey! Get back here!' A voice yelled from the woods.
A grey cat ran through the forest, a large black bag held in it's arms. A pair of racoons followed close in pursuit.
"Get back here with our trash!"
The feline frantically dashed through the trees, not running toward a destination in particular. The forest opened into a fair sized clearing. Frightened eyes darted the landscape for a means of escape. Angry voices came from within the trees. They would catch him if he didn't find a place to hide. He noticed a samll structure in the middle of the clearing. Could someone be living out here? What would hapen if someone was there right now? No time to think, he had to hide. The frantic cat made it's way to the structure and stuffed his bag through the opening, rushing himself in close behind.
The racoons burst from the forest.
"Did you see where he went?" on of the racoons asked, he pointed to the red and white building, "Could he be in there?"
"That's where that cheery girl lives," the other replied, "but she's far to annoying to bother."
"You're kidding me, He could be in there... He's got our food." the first racoon responded.
"If you'd have met her you'd understand." the second one replies, wrinkling his nose "Let's just let him go, he seemd pretty desperate. We can always find another house with more, preferably one without brooms."
With this the two racoons receded back into the woods. One looked over his shoulder back at the small house. he was sure their hard 'earned' bounty was in there, he just didn't understand why they should let it go so easily. Mabye the cat's situation got them... sympathetic.
The cat slowly let out a breath as he heard the voices return to the woods. he was about to poke his head out to observe his situation when-
"Hey cat,"
The cat's head turned to see a dog, sitting cross-legged with a pillow on her lap, staring at him inquisitively, using her palms as a pedestal for her curious head.
"Whatcha got there?"
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