Dinner And A Movie First! [Mayday]

[BluePlaid]

Voice "Aloysus talks" Aloysus Thinks


A young, chippy, Plott Hound mix trotted through the town, promised to be met here by his all-time leader: Who! Oh, how he adored that guy. He was his hero. His boss, his friend, his companion! Yeah, you get the point. This pup is not only experiencing bro-mance, but also romance.

Aloysus trotted into the one and only cinema in the whole town slowly, looking around cautiously and quietly. Wow, this place is deserted! How is there food here? Well, of course, it's old... right? Just then, after talking to himself, Ally trotted towards an old bucket of popcorn, sniffing it and about to take a small nibble when- Eat that and you'll have the worst stomach ache in your life. There it is. That voice. It was always a female; but sounded like a wise, bold, magnificent one. Aloysus was blessed with this inner voice. She always helps him, and knows pretty much everything. He could have conversations with her, but he doesn't talk aloud, that's just weird.

Sometimes, Ally thinks that the voice was his previous body. He might've been a pitbull female before he died and was born into a male Plott Hound mutt. So, the young pup sighed and pulled away. Thanks. Sometimes he calls her by a name. Raika (Riy-kuh). It just seems natural and... right. Being completely unaware of his surroundings, the pup moved on into the room with the projector. It was behind a major screen, which was perfect. He smirked and pounced on the table in attempt to crash the film, but instead, he pressed something and made it start with its scratchy film. Ally yipped and fell off, just staring at what he had done. Trotting down to the area where seat where fallen over, the pup curled up on a chair, yawning and looking around with droopy, brown eyes.

[mayday<3]

I believe in the sand beneath my toes
The beach gives a feeling, an earthy feeling
I believe in the faith that grows

It was cool in the movie cinema, while outside was scorching warm. Summer was here, bringing it's unbearable heat. It wasn't necessarily a bad thing, it was better than being cold, but it was too hot for the husky mix girl. Her thick fur that she inherited from her mother covered her body, but thankfully it wasn't as thick as the husky and the corso that ran through her veins lightened up the density of her fur. Slowly, the puppy entered the theater. Her small paws touched the rough carpet of the floor as her small colorful body walked along the rows of seats. She was small, and will always be small. As an adult, the girl will be around 30 pounds and will stand around 19 inches. Now, she is approximately around four months old weights around 12 pounds. Her body is covered in a fur of all different layers. Around her scruff and chest, her fur is fuller but still has a silky smooth texture to it. As she grows, with each movement her fur will sway from side to side. Towards her back, the coat thins out but is still shaggy. She is neither short hair or long, but in the middle between medium long and medium short. The actual coloring of the princess is a brown coloring, with each strain mixing together of reds, goldens and browns. Though, she is completely white at her paws then a golden color pick back up then spreads back out into a pure white around the top of her front leg. Making her have a white chest and bottom of her jaw. Around her face and in-between her bi-cameral eyes is another strip of white. The white is also on her back paws and the tip of her tail. She is a very beautiful dog, with eyes like no others. One is a crystal blue color and the other is a golden color. As she grows, the female will turn into a beautiful looking lady. Carelessly, the small pup walked around. She did not realize the dangers that the world held, for she is the heir of Ryland, the princess of the mafian dynasty. Callie is usually babysitted, watched like a hawk and treated like a very young child, but today she was able to slip away from the eyes and ears of the pack. Ryland treated the pup like his princess, though he did not like playing favorites, it is quite obvious that he treats her special over her sisters. In a way, Callie sees this different treatment, in another way, she does not. She is the one that can follow the saying that ignorance is bliss.

She loves each and every sibling (even half) as the same, and doesn't understand why she is hated. She doesn't understand why Nero and herself are picked on, and why Ryland treats Nero so poorly, but she doesn't question it and just deals with it. Callie doesn’t question the treatment of herself, nor her siblings. She is the type to listen, obey and not question authority. Ryland realized this from the start of his child’s birth, which is why he treats her like so. He wants to create the perfect mafian female with Callie and plus, he needs one daughter to be the heir and princess of his dynasty, and she fit the requirements for Ryland. Callie and Avalon are the heirs of the pack, and both are treated like royalty over their other siblings. As the female got deeper and deeper into the building, she was oblivious to the smell of another dog. She knew the difference between pack members, and what a fresh and stale scent was with them, but when it came to others outside of her circle, she was clueless in what was fresh and what was old. The puppy was in awed in the huge screen that stood in front of her, and the rows and rows of seats that stood behind her. The room was the largest she’s ever been in. Actually, besides the rooms in the house, she has never been anywhere else. Sitting down, the small lump of fur was dumbfounded. Why am I banned from being here? She asked herself out loud, her soft, sweet, puppy voice rang out around the cinema, fluttering around like a butterfly. Callie was so baffled in why she couldn’t travel around like her other siblings. She knew Nero went on adventures by himself all the time, as far as the others ones went, she wasn’t sure. It wasn’t like she talked to them very much. Chewing on her pink lips, she wished she was liked by her sisters. It would be nice if they were friendly towards her like Nero was. Though she loved her all white brother, he was odd… And Callie knew this, and that is why she loved him even more. Plus, Nero protected Callie when they were out and about by themselves, so she felt protected with him when she wasn’t with the pack. Though, at the moment she wasn’t sure where Nero was. The small dog sat there in front of the first row of seats, staring at the blank screen. What is this place? Once again, she spoke out loud. Questioning the area she was at.

Muse: medium high
Word count: 885
Lyrics: Uhm... i don't remember what band it's from. .
Muscial muse: Mac miller and lil wayne

[BluePlaid]

Mar 9, 2013 13:18:25 GMT -5 seriously said:

A voice. A scent.... Then another voice. This time though, the female voice was younger. The first voice Aloysus heard was Raika, telling him about another scent. Then came the young pup's voice. Oh, how sweet and soft it was. He just wanted to cuddle it and play with it like a chew toy. Ally looked around and noticed a young female, like him. He stared at her with a confused expression, then shook his bi-colored head, making his floppy ears shake back and forth. With that, the brave pup arose from the seat, trotted behind the strong scent, and jumped out, only to yell in surprise, "BOO!" Al chuckled, trotting to the front of the seat, but only to become mesmerized by this female. Her eyes. Oh how pretty her eyes were. One being the most golden eye this young brute has ever seen, and the other, ice-blue. Then her pelt. Oh how it pretty it was! What about it? Well, everything. This las was simply to pretty to be an ally pup, or a street dog, or a rascal. So what was she?

Oh.

Oh no.

The Plott Hound mix tumbled back in both awe and fear. She... isn't a pack member.. right? Aloysus asked himself, but more specifically, Raika. Of course she is. You couldn't tell by her scent, or at least how good her fur looked? You ask a silly question you get a silly answer. Aloysus sputtered as he tried to jumble out words in an apology to her, falling onto his back. Wait. No. This wasn't being brave. This was being weak and respectful. Aloysus isn't like that. Well, he's respectful to Who, but, that's it. The pup stood up, puffing his chest out and huffed. "Aloysus, here. I love fun, fun, and fun. Because of your smell, I feel bad for you because you probably don't have fun." He chuckled, then shrugged his shoulders with both one spot on the side. Then oh-so-charmingly, the pup put on his game face and gave a charming smile; what, it's just a bad case of puppy love He sat down, lifting his chin pridefully. "Mind you, but may I ask you your name?"

The hound mix formally smiled, nodding in appreciation and wagging his tail happily.

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The small girl sat there still, breathing, thinking, questioning herself and her father’s orders in why she could not leave the property that he had outlined. There was no one around, no one dangerous, no boogie man underneath the seats, ready to reach out and grab the girl. Deep into her own thoughts, Callie was unaware of the presence that was creeping up on her. She could not smell his scent as he came nearer, for she did not know what to look for. If anything, an outside friend was needed for Cal, she was ignorant, but not because she is unintelligent, only because she is poorly socialized and very sheltered. As she sat there, movement caught the corner of her eye, and as Callie turned to look, the thing was nearly on top of her. A loud noise entered her ear drums as the thing yelled at her. Callie frightened, jumped up nearly three inches in the air, yelping and panicking. The fur along her body stood up, and as her paws hit the ground, she went running the opposite direction, ducking underneath the closer seat. Scrambling for protection of the screwed in chair, the puppy whined out afraid. Please don’t kill me! she whined as small tears ran down her face. I promise I’ll never leave the territory again! Callie called out, as her body shook in fear and shock. But then the voice that scared her started talking, and the girl listened to him. Her ears perked up, as the voice was sweet, kind, friendly, young, and the voice behind it seemed as harmless as Callie was. Slowly, she moved out underneath the chair, to where her head out completely out, but her body was still hidden. Bi-colored eyes showed fear and stressed, as her lips quivered in fright. Aloysus? Smell? Fun?? Callie questioned the dog that stood in front of her, he had brown and white patched fur and a bubbly, friendly personality. You’re not the boogie man, right? She asked, nervous that maybe that he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, but she couldn’t imagine that the boogie man would be so young and innocent looking. Anxiety disappeared from the puppy, but she still stayed underneath the chair, half protected from it. She glared at him with

soft, angelic eyes, confused in why he would sneak up on her like that. Aloysus, that wasn’t funny. You really scared me! She paused, looking at him with questioning eyes. What about my smell? Do I smell bad? Are you saying I smell? Thanks! Friends don’t tell friends that they smell. After her last words, she crawled out from the chair. Old food and candy stuck to her coat, making it harder for her to exit her safety hole. Grunting, she forced her way out, ripping fur as she did. Ow!, the girl growled, biting her lip as tears watered her soft eyes. Blinking away the tears, she stood there staring at her new founded friend. Her fur was all ruffled up and emotions filled her eyes. I have fun all the time. She continued talking, as she stared over the boy. You’re so skinny. What does your mommy think of that? Daddy would be so upset with me, if I was as skinny as you! Even Nero, or Avalon isn’t as skinny as you! Callie said, walking around the puppy, staring at him in shock. Oh, my name? It’s Callie! She said, giving a little laugh. What are you doing here, Aloysus? This is my first time out without Nero.. Usually daddy has my watched like a hawk, but I wanted to get out! Good thing, huh? If I didn’t, I wouldn’t had met you! She giggled again, as her small body wobbled towards his. She was spunky and full of energy, and taking a liking to this pup. Looking up to him, she smiled. He was already a lot bigger than him, height wise, but Callie was used to everyone being bigger than her. So, what pack are you from? She asked, unaware that many dogs did not live in packs, unaware that the Mafia was mainly the only pack around, unaware of so many things, Callie was a sponge, dying to absorb up information.

[BluePlaid]

"Skinny? Me? Pack? Hah! Honey, you shouldn't be out alone from your pack." Of course. Aloysus always hated packs. Especially since all of them were snooty, and blind to the life of being free as a loner. "I don't have a pack, hun. Can't you smell it, or does your daddy protect you from the world?" Every time Aloysus has heard, met, or seen a pack animal, it
was always... new. New to the world and its horrid miserable life. Yeah sure, the world sucks, but there is always something that makes you happier. Aloysus politely looked her in the eyes and smiled, "What am I doing here, you ask? Well I just wanted to get out and go on an adventure, like you! I'm glad I met you too, because not only do I have a new friend, but I actually met a pup who hasn't made fun of me because of my two moms!" Ally froze and turned his head to cough. Did he really just say that? He tucked his tail under him and chuckled nervously. Well, not only was this awkward for him, but kind of embarrassing.

Aloysus looked at the corner of his eye as he pinned his ears against his head. He cleared his throat, but still looked to the side, "I don't have a mom. My dad died, so my mom got another mate, who was a girl, and pups in my pack made fun of me so I ran away. I don't know what pack, but, whatever. My guardian is my leader, friend, and partner in crime. I'm his assistant, and his name is Who. Who the Akita. So, anyway, uh. Who-who's Nero?" His voice was really raspy and squeaky now, cracking with every other word. Al smiled sheepishly and looked up at Callie, shrugging and untucking his tail.

Being like his guardian Who, Aloysus is always asking questions and making observations. He doesn't care if he scares them or annoys them. "Who's your dad? How did you get here? Wouldn't they be worried if you were gone? What breeds are your parents? Do you think you'll get taller? How old are you? Would you ever like to have your own pack? Or would you rather be the alpha of the pack you're in?" The pup spoke so fast and so quickly, that he had to stop to take a breather. Ally panted and was about to say more, but just flopped on the ground on his stomach, his arms and legs sprawled out to the side, his head flat on the ground. Finally, his last question, at the moment, was something simply and that everyone could answer. "What do you like to do for fun?"

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Callie looked at the pointer mix questionably. Why can’t I leave my pack? She asked, her voice as low a whisper, but she knew he was right. If daddy found out she was traveling the city without anyone, he would be mad, upset, maybe even disappointed? But, at the moment, she couldn’t worry about any of that. She did what she did, there was no turning back now. The next line that Aloysus spoke, took back the small girl. Why was he so judgmental towards the pack? What was wrong with being in a pack? What’s wrong with being a pack?! What’s wrong with being protected? Her voice was challenging, anger towards these questions was shocking to the girl. She never got angry, it wasn’t in her, but these questions that he was asking, accusations he was assuming, pissed the husky mix off, solely because she never questioned it herself. Solely, because these thoughts were relatively knew, so why did a stranger think of these things but someone who lived the life everyday did not? Frowning, she was confused, lost in thought, trying to figure out what was the right way to life. Pack or without? Why don’t you have a pack? She asked, looking into Al’s eyes, confusion floated in her bi-cameral orbs, as questions swirled in her mind. Each sentence the boy said, Callie was taken back. Confusion ran deep inside of her now. She looked at him as if he was alien. Two mons? She questioned, her voice trailing off, lost. How could someone have two moms? Biting on her lip, she looked at him for more information than that. How? She asked, sincerely unaware of over alternatives that people can choice. Everything in her told Aloysus how genuine of her questions, she didn’t want to offend him, she just did not know. I don’t understand. Callie said, but as Al talked on, he explained. The confusion lift a little, but she was still confused. She never thought a girl could love a girl. What that right? A girl can love another girl? She asked, questioning things that she had not experience. She didn’t see her mother love on another girl, but it wasn’t like she saw her own mother very much. With that pain, Callie could relate. I don’t know my mom very well, either. She said, trying to relate the topic back to her. As time passed, Al ended up being the one asking the questions to Callie. Smiling, she was happy to have the tables turned, wagging her fluffy tail, her voice raised up with answers. Oh. Who’s Nero? Nero’s my weird, older brother! He’s so odd! Callie trailed off, answering the other questions Al was giving her, turning the attention away from her brother. My daddy is Ryland, and my mom is Mila. I’m not sure how I got here, I just went where ever my paws took me. And yes, daddy has Damian to watch over us. But there’s a lot of us, so when he wasn’t looking, busy with one of my other siblings, I snuck away. But, yeah… I’m sure Dam’s freaking out. I’m daddy’s princess, if anything would happen to me, that would be Damian’s butt! I’m a husky, cane corso mix. Daddy is the cane corso and my mom is the husky. As far as the height, I’m not sure? Daddy is super tall, and mom is very small. Maybe? I don’t know! I’m two months old. How old are you?… My own pack? What? No. Well, I’m the first girl heir of the Mafia. If anything happens to daddy, or even Ghiya, the Avalon takes the throne. If anything happens to Avalon, then I take the throne. And yes, of course, I would love to be the Queen of the Mafia! She knew all the questions about the pack, all the details, whether they were meant for strangers to be told, who knew, but she could trust Aloysus, right? He was her friend, right?

[BluePlaid]

Aloysus chuckled softly, then shook his head, awkwardly looking down at his feet which shuffled against the soft fibers of the red carpet which riddled the floors of the Bumble Bee Cinema . "You know, giving that much information about a pack or you is a no no, friend." Aloysus shook his head again playfully making a few clicking sounds with his mouth. Why are you asking her then? "Oh shut up, Raika," the pup said out loud on accident, talking to his female self. Aloysus looked around and felt his face grow hot with embarrassment, what would she think about his oddball ways of talking to himself? Would she think of him of some crazy lunatic, Callie? The mix bit his lip and sheepishly wagged his tail, not sure of what to say or do next, "N-not you, continue talking, heh." His cropped ears lowered as the pup weakly sat on his haunches. Aloysus watched, a bit ashamed of himself for bringing up such inadiquate assumtions which were not entitled in this conversation, the female in front of him growing angry, face flushing with the heat of her blood. Though listening to her words, full of confusion by those that he had early spoken of, Aloy found himself growing quite angry as well as a bit of embarrasment take over in the speaking of his past. "Wow. You really are Daddy's Little Princess. Anyway, it is possible for a female to like a female and a male to like a male. There's nothing wrong with it. Do you have a problem with it?!" Even though Aloysus could tell Raika was going to bash on him for this, he didn't care at the moment. Aloysus already knew what he had said was wrong, it was incredibly rude of him to even speak to anyone like he was, especially a female. Cocking his head slightly to the side, his brown eyes widening in response to her words in which he listened to without a complaint as she babbled on and on about her family.

It was interesting for him to hear about how abnormal her family was as well as that of his own, it was almost relieving to Al to know that he was not alone when it came to the natural oddness of the kin that surrounded each and every canine, no matter if they were living or dead, close or far, weird or even somewhat normal. "Well, uh. I.. huh... I'm almost a year old! I can't wait." His head remaining down, though his amber eyes lifting to meet hers before instantly falling back to his paws which had stopped moving completely besides the light tremble running through his body. Callie was so pretty, with the rust colored fur and those few black markings that spotted her snout and paws. Sighing, the hound mix backed up a step, seating and looking up again, slowly gaining enough courage to look at her, yet not directly in the eyes which would only completely melt him with their genuine beauty.

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Looking up from her speech, Aloysus’s chuckle and head shaking threw Callie off. A questioning look came over his face, as he shuffled in his seat. Brows furrowed in, as he spoke, Callie saw nothing wrong with sharing information with a friend, but somewhere deep down, she knew he was right. A distraught looked crossed her delicate face, as the realization of information sharing could be crucial and maybe, even perhaps treacherous. Gulping down anxiety, she looked at the hound pup with unease bicameral eyes. You’re not gonna get me into trouble, right, Al? She whispered, eyes dropping down from his face to her paws. Cheeks turned red with embarrassment, for Callie knew she broke a huge code. She hung her head, shamefully, worried that now she harmed both herself and the male pup. Puckering up her face, Callie’s soft eyes, harden, as Aloysus told her to shut up using the name of Raika. Gasping, Callie made clicked her tongue, and glared at the boy with hurt eyes. Do not tell me to shut up, and my name is not Raika! Her already high pitch voice, grew higher, as hurtfulness lingered in her essence. But, shortly after, Al apologized, and disclaimed that he was not talking to the Mafian princess. Then who are you talking to? Who is Raika? Once more, curiosity filled her eyes and face, as she wanted to learn more about the strange pup. He continued talking, and it seemed as though the more they spoke to one another, the confused she became. Letting out an annoyed sigh, Callie’s eyes scanned Aloysus’s. Yes, I am daddy’s little prince, and there is nothing wrong with that. And no? Love is love… right? The question at the end of her comment was more geared towards herself, than the white and brown hound mix pup. She wasn’t sure if it was right nor was she sure if it was wrong, but love was love, and what stopped you from loving someone solely on their gender? Callie knew she would have to ask an adult about this, Damian would be the perfect person to answer these mature questions. As their conversation continued on, the age of the pup was revealed. Now, it was starting to make sense. The reason why he knew so much was because he was significantly older than her. Well, maybe by six months, but still, it was six months more experience than Callie had. It probably didn’t help how shelter Ryland kept the small husky female mix. Staring at the hound, a small smile crept over her face. She felt as though Aloysus would become a good friend to Callie, and the start of a great friendship was blossoming.

[mayday<3]

Can we close this up?<3