Sid's train of thought suddenly exploded, pieces flying in all directions, and he just stared dumbly at the dog. He wanted to beat him into a pulp, and he could have, but something had broken into his head, screaming at him that it wasn't his fault. And what was this gesture...? Affection? From a random stranger? He broke free from this brief moment of sanity, shoving the paw from his shoulder. "I'M A MONSTER!!!
" He screamed in the dog's face, "THAT'S WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME! I'M A TERRIFYING MONSTER AND ALL I CAN DO IS HATE!
" He shot off as if the dog was going to slay him, ending his reign of terror, turning back after a single house to open his mouth and shout more, but all he let out was a scream of pure rage.
He ran. He kept running until he hit a fence, and when the happened, he shot over it, hitting bushes, which he tore though. They tore back at his fur and jacket, but he didn't care. He just kept running until he was out, and then he ran through the trees, his mind racing, tears streaming from beneath his glasses as he let out grunting noises, which had replaced his screams. He ran until he couldn't run anymore, and when that happened, he slammed himself into a tree, leaning against it, panting. He seemed to have stopped for a moment, then he let out a howl and began slamming his fists into the tree, letting out loud, bestial grunts of rage as he did so. Bark flew out in all directions, and shredded his knuckles as he pummeled the poor tree. He finally ran out of steam and slowed, his punches getting weaker until he stopped falling against the tree, sobbing.
He finally started to calm down, and let go, sitting on the ground. He stuck his paws beneath his glasses, and wiped the tears away from his eyes, getting the blood from them on his face: he didn't care. He looked upward, exhausted. He stayed that way for a while, just trying to forget about everything. Eventually, his rage left him, but the pain didn't. He got up and started walking back the way he'd come.
He heard voices... Other pets.
He peered over some recently disturbed bushes to see three cats and a dog standing over a confused looking wolf, talking about... a concert?
thrasherblades wrote:Shep could see he started to feel nervous and a little confused. "Okay that's enough Enya.....ENOUGH." Shep said, playfully pushing her aside. "Hey Enya, I think we better hurry back to tell everyone about the show, don't we?" Shep asked her.
"Oh okay! Let's going!" Enya said, holding Jacob's hand. Shep followed after them, together with Joy.
He pulled out a flyer he'd picked up earlier: it was for some novelty-act cat from Saudi Arabia. He looked up: that was the cat. He looked back down at the paper: he might as well go. He walked back to the town, avoiding the others, and the main road at that. He was completely alone the entire time, except for a raccoon with an official looking collar which darted off into the forest without seeing him. He walked into his house through the back and went into the bathroom, cleaning himself up. He looked in the mirror. He turned around and locked the door. He took off his clothes, including his glasses and looked at himself, totally naked, in the mirror. He hated what he saw, and closed his eyes. He took a shower, washing the horrible sequence down the drain.
---- Later that night ----
Sid climbed the fence, his paws bandaged now. He peered over, making sure no one was looking, and slid to the ground on the other side, making sure his glasses had stayed on. He went out into the crowd: the band was playing a lame cover of "Smoke on the Water". He hated how stupid that song was. He looked on stage: so the cat was a guitarist... A female one at that. He admired her body for a moment before looking around...
Before him a chaotic series of events played out behind the scenes: a blue cat almost got into a fight with another cat, but it diffused: LAME! Nothing so far had interested him, so he walked off to leave the way he came. As he walked towards the fence a clumsy dingo who was running around with a pot of molten cheese slammed into him from the side. Sid just grunted and moved on, not even noticing that the dingo had fallen and gotten his head stuck in the pot, completely submerging it in the tasty liquid. The dingo rolled around for a minute, struggling with the pot before finally submitting to his cheesy demise behind a crowd of people who were too busy watching the show to notice. Meanwhile, Sid climbed over the fence just before Enya had her asthma attack, so he didn't see that. He wandered off into the night.... He wandered through the parking lot and sat down in a nearby tree. He watched a man come out with the blue cat: they were swooning over a puppy who didn't want to get in the car. They started doing strange things to him to try and make him fit in the seat: couldn't the blue cat just hold him? He jumped down and walked off into the night...
---- Later ----
He looked up at his new house, walking up to the door. Locked. He scratched at it until his dad came and took him in, carrying him back into his room, sitting on the bed, stroking him.
"So... meet any new friends?
" He asked.
"Yeah, then he ran off with One-Ear's ball of yarn...
"Did you chase after him?
"yeah, but-" he swore about him "-had some sort of ultrasonic-device, like a cop or something...
John sighed. "That sucks. Hopefully you'll get it back later. Did you meet anyone else?
Sid thought: had he? Someone... he couldn't remember... "I... I think I snapped at the next pet I met... so... I'm gonna need to apologize to him...
" he added "Then I went to a concert.
"Oh? Who was it?
"Some novelty act with a cat-guitarist... she was pretty hot...
John laughed a small amount and put Sid aside, getting up to check the door and windows to the room: all locked up, there was no way to see in. Sid pulled off his Jacket and collar and tossed them together behind his curtain, and stood in front of John, who sat on the bed. Already in his sleep-clothes.
"So... are we going to bed?
"One last thing
" John reached down for Sid's glasses.
Sid held up a limp paw, and let out a weak "but... dad....
", but he didn't fight. The glasses came off.
John smiled down at his bare face, "There's the face of my pal.
" he ruffled Sid's head. He got up and turned off the light, climbing into his own bed and pulling the sheet over himself. Sid jumped up and lied on top of him, they snuggled into each other and fell asleep.