Tenth car - Dog day [Action]

[teenagebadboy]

[Anyone whom opens their journals will find dog spit seeking through the pages as Aaron's dog Clyde got hold of Aaron's journal. Aaron's is not that impressed either. He's currently (on some location) attempting to wrench the journal out of Clyde's bite. The dog thinks they're playing and pulls back against him.]

Drop it Clyde, drop it. Bad dog! [Aaron lectures. Clyde finally let's go so that Aaron can get back the dog spit drenched journal. With a grimaces he opens it.]

Sorry about that. Don't know what have got into my dog lately.

Comments

[dog_eat_dog]

Control your fucking dog. His whims don't mean shit, it's your responsibility to keep him in line.

[teenagebadboy]

Don't come and tell me how to handle my dog. I already lectured him, what more do you want? [Scowls.]

[dog_eat_dog]

I want you to learn how to control your dog, because it's a fucking dog, it doesn't speak English.

[teenagebadboy]

I know that, I'm not stupid. It's in the voice innit. If you sound harsh the dog know it was naughty and that's was what I did. I know how to train a dog seeing as I did that already with him back home. Or do you think I should hit him?

'sides what got your flamin' knickers in such a bloody twist about it? He's just bored and wants to play.

[dog_eat_dog]

Well, he's obviously not very well trained if he's still misbehaving.

I don't like dogs and by extension I don't like dog drool.

[teenagebadboy]

[Scowls.] Fine then, sorry for my dog hurting your oh so sensitive sensibilities just by exiting. [Sarcasm]

I don't really care about your opinion anyway. Clyde is just a dog. I think the fact that he wants to play in this fucked up place is something good, especially cause of what happenedt him back home. He knows he was naughty and now he got his tail between his legs. That's as far as I'll take it and I don't need a dog hater telling me how to train my dog.

[dog_eat_dog]

I'm sorry you're so easily offended.

[teenagebadboy]

I'm not offended, I just don't care abut anything you say. The only one who's offended here is you and that's because of a dog. That's pathetic.

[originalcopy]

Are you fucking kidding me! Gross.

[teenagebadboy]

Oi, it's not pleasant for me either. [Aaron replies and lifts the journal out of reach as Clyde jumps to try and get his "toy" back.] Bad dog. You're too old for chewing toys. [Clyde sits down and look up at Aaron and whines a little.]

[originalcopy]

It's a dog, not a kid... Get it a damned chew toy.

[teenagebadboy]

I see you can swear again. Kinda liked you better when all that came out was beep. [Aaron teases with a light tone to his voice. It's a part of who he's.]

Chewing toys is for puppies, Clyde isn't a puppy. 'sides he's usually happy with walks every day, playing some fetch and getting petted. Doubt the castle even know what a chewing toy is.

[originalcopy]

Ha. Ha. Very funny asshole. [Believe it or not, asshole is practically a term of endearment. Congrats Aaron, he doesn't totally hate you!]

Look, my dog... or uh, my ex's dog... whatever, Mason chews on toys. You know what he doesn't chew on?

Every other fucking thing I own.

[teenagebadboy]

No skin off my nose. [Aaron responds before he falls silent and considers Church's suggestion..]

... fine. But I haven't really seen any pet stores around 'ere.

[originalcopy]

There's one in town.

[teenagebadboy]

Yeah but that cost real money doesn't it? I'm skint and I haven't found any job around 'ere. Tucker said he had something but he never got backt me.

[originalcopy]

You can wish for money you know.

[Sigh, why does he end up everyone's fucking babysitter.]

Or wish for a diamond and exchange it at a jewelers in town. You'll have plenty.

Just don't do it too often.

[teenagebadboy]

Huh, nobody bothered to tell me that. I thought I had to get a work. Cheers.

Suppose I could just wish for a chewing toy but there's an awful lo of them out there. I could end up with anything.

[originalcopy]

Happy shopping.

[teenagebadboy]

Cheers.