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That was the only way Barrett could describe the entire situation taking place in what he thought was the peaceful city of Pawsville. Humans and dogs alike were being terrorized by aggressive angry strays, calling for liberation from under "oppressive" human rule.

He sat in front of the television; honey brown eyes staring at the news report flashing on the screen as his right hand idly scratched the ears of the small black terrier sleeping in his lap. Having little Bay Bay with him was the only thing making this situation better, the thought of her not lost and alone on the streets being  a rather comforting one. Fate had deemed it proper for them both to find each other before the hell storm truly broke loose, and for that he was thankful.

Checking his watch, he made a face before shaking Bay  Bay a bit with his hand, “Ey, Bay Baby, its time to get up! We gotta get goin’ girl!”.  At his touch, the dog stirred a little, looking up at him with that fluff covered face.  Patting her head, he set her on the ground and rose from his seat, “Gotta stock up on supplies remember? Things prolly gonna get real ugly around here and we’ll need all the necessities we can manage to get a hold of, ya know! Dunno how long this thing’ll last and I’m not about to let myself starve or some other nonsense just ‘cuz all the strays decided to undergo their period at the same time”.

The look of confusion on the dog’s face was enough for him to realize she probably didn’t know what a period was….”Er….that’ll be a story for another time” And cough followed, “Let’s get out of here, yeah?”

After about fifteen minutes, Barrett opened his apartment door to the outside, slipping on his shades. It was late afternoon and the streets were mostly empty….save for the strays running a muck around town. But he wasn’t at all worried. He had his wooden bat…that suspiciously had blood stains on it that he was sure he didn’t put there, several cans of mace strapped to his belt, a tazer cleverly disguised as an Mp3 player, his roller skates, and most importantly, Bay Bay.  Currently, she was nestled to his chest in a doggie carrier, much resembling those humans used to carry around babies while at the same time keeping their hands free.

It would have made for a precious sight if it weren’t for the seriousness of the situation in general.

“Ready to go, Bay Baby?”

The dog licked under his chin in response. Of course she was ready, they’d been cooped up in the house for Lord knows HOW long. “Let’s try to get back home without any scratches, bites, or oozing wounds, Alright?”

As if on some sort of unseen cue, snarls and growls were heard all around as strays began to emerge from every direction. The little dog snarled in response, wriggling in her carrier as Barrett’s eyes narrowed behind his shades.  Tightening his grip on the bat, he bumped the sports tool-turned-lethal weapon against his right skate, fixing the closest dog with the most neutral look he could muster.

Things were about to go down.

I WAS going to draw something for the event, but I didn't really have the time! So have a nice little drabble of B.J.and his doggie companion, Bay Bay about to head out for some grocery shopping! Its sure to be a blast right? RIGHT???

I'll be sure to try to draw something ahead of time for the next event, hahahahah <3


Bay Bay belongs to :iconlitriu:

Story and Barrett are mine
Litriu Featured By Owner Jul 30, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This is really great! Very nice job! It was really nice to read.
Albo-Beati7 Featured By Owner Jul 30, 2014  Hobbyist
ahhh, so glad you liked it!! :D

Thank yoooou <3
Litriu Featured By Owner Jul 31, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
You're super welcome!
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