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[Ourpawprints]

Sandra opened her mouth, about to say yes but instead kept silent. She couldn't make any decisions for Abi, from what the terrier could tell Abi wanted nothing to do with their "family." Well, now that Punk was the father Sandra didn't exactly want anything to do with the family either. Maybe she could get a divorce. The thought at first seemed kinda funny to the fae but when Sandra thought about it that would imply that her and Punk were mates. Not in a million years. Then again this whole "daddy" business would imply her and Punk were mates. Sandra let out a growl, not one directed at anyone but instead the simple fact that somehow she and Punk had become the "mommy" and "daddy".

Sandra, lost in her own thoughts finally realized she had forgotten to answer Angel. "You're going to have to ask her." she replied and lay her head on her paws.

[Mario]

Angel heard Sandra's growl and whined. Ignoring her answer, she flattened her ears back as far as they could go. "Mommy?" she began, uneasily. "Are you mad at me? You growled."

[Ourpawprints]

Sandra shook her head. "Of course not. You've done nothing wrong. I don't know, I guess I'm kind of jealous of Punk." She replied to the pup. In the end she wasn't lying but nor was she telling the whole truth. Sandra could go into detail about how it annoyed her how it seemed Angel loved Punk just as much as Angel loved her, how the whole him being "daddy" implied Sandra in Punk were mates and how she hated having to be around Punk all the time. But instead she simply said that she was jealous of Punk, which was half true.

[Mario]

"Why, Mommy?" she asked, shaking her pelt lightly. She was confused. "Daddy's helped me. Why are you jealous of him?" The pup lowered her nose towards the ground, then back up. "You don't like Daddy?"

[Ourpawprints]

Sandra sighed near silently. She had to be careful about what she said here, anything she said could make it misinterpreted as an attack on "daddy". "Me and him just don't see eye to eye I guess. I don't know, it's hard to explain but I just... I just don't trust him. I'm probably being paranoid but... it just feels like everything he says is an attack." Sandra explained. "And I guess I'm jealous of him, jealous of the fact you two got along so well. Jealous of the fact everything I do seems to fail while he seems to do everything right that I can't. Jealous of the fact that I take everything so personally yet he manages to go through his life without worrying. Jealous of the fact that he seems to be so... perfect while I am nothing. I'm jealous of him. Jealous of the fact that he isn't a self-centered beast like I am. And I guess in an attempt to try to make myself feel better I pretend he is the one with the problem. But no, it's me. He is always so much better then me and he knows it. And I know it. And it hurts me knowing how much better he is then me because it makes me see what a beast I am." Sandra's feelings flowed out of her mouth as she spoke. "I'm jealous of him... everyone thinks I hate him but no, I envy him." she told the pup. Normally Sandra didn't really tell anyone how she really felt about a situation but now Angel manged to get her to.

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Punk gripped Abi's neck throwing himself into the waves the burn of the salt water making his eyes ache, his limbs grew weary, he just wanted to curl up and give up. He struggled onwards until finally his paws touched the sand, he stretched pushing with all of his remaining strength till both he and Abi were above the wave line and that's when he finally gave up, he slumped down on the sandy, grassy rocky ground shaking with exhaustion. His sides heaving as he struggled for breath.

[omori]

Abi's mind was blank. She didn't think of anything. Her legs were numb as was her entire body. She felt like she was floating on a cloud; perhaps from exhaustion, or maybe from lack of oxygen. Either way, Abi was just beginning to accept her death. It wasn't so bad. She felt guilty of dragging Punk down with her, but it would be okay in a few minutes...

Gradually the waves seemed to stop. Abi wasn't struggling anymore. She was eased into an emerald-green garden, filled with playful birds and the old neighborhood cats. Her siblings appeared from behind a bush, chasing each other and playfully attacking Abi. She happily ran around with them. She didn't even remember her life-or-death struggle from moments ago.

A human approached. Abi heard the steady footfalls. The ever-so-familiar scent of her master wafted in with a slight, peaceful breeze. Ears perked up and tongue lolling out of her mouth, the shepherd jumped with joy when he came into view, stepping out of the white mist that surrounded she and her sibling's garden.

Her master knelt down, scratching behind her ears and kissing her nose. Then she heard a clasp of her leesh attaching to her collar. When did that get there? Abi turned her head to see her siblings, but they were gone; vanished. The green garden was now a vast desert, stretching for miles and miles. Confused, she looked back to her master, only to find him in full military uniform.

"Let's go," he yelled to Abi and the troops that had suddenly appeared behind them. "What's going on?" Abi yelled as she ran with her master; but of course, they couldn't understand her. It seemed like they had run for miles before arriving at a strange, abandoned town, covered with the sand. A man ran through an alleyway, away from Abi and the rest.

"We have visual! Go, Abi! Now!" her master yelled, unhooking her leash. Without knowing even what she was doing here, the shepherd took off after him. She was quickly catching up on him, and a few seconds before she could tackle the stranger, he turned around, gun pointed straight at her head.

As the loud gunshot rang out, Abi cried out and her eyes shot open. She was back on the island. The dreaded, desolate island. Looking around, she found she was on the beach, ocean still raging, and Punk lying next to—

"The beach?!" Abi exclaimed, picking her head up and looking around. "Punk, you did it!" Abi forced herself to stand, every inch of her protesting. "My god Punk, we're alive!" she cried happily. "Wow, you saved us both! I thought I was gonna die! Well actually I think I did die, but... Not anymore!" Abi noticed Punk's poor shape. She wasn't feeling the best either but he must've took most of the heat. "We need to get to a safe place to rest, somewhere out of this rain and away from the ocean... Before we both freeze!"

[Apocalyptic_Punk]

Punk let out another huff of air and struggled slowly to his feet swaying on them, he was done in, he was running on fumes at this point, but Abi was right they were not safe here on the edge of the beach, the waves could very well get higher and take them both out to sea again, and he knew that he would not survive another swim. He shook his head to clear the cobwebs out and almost fell over. "There--are--caves-" he managed to pant out between deep gasping breaths he slowly began to stumble up the path towards the caves looking back to make sure Abi was following him.

[Mario]

Angel sighed. "I'm sorry, Mommy..." she whined, listening to the rain fall down outside. "I shouldn't of ever came."

[Ourpawprints]

But you did nothing wrong... Sandra got to her paws and scrambled out of the cave silently, not caring to respond. Anything she said would end up with her going over the deep end. The terrier heard the frail voice of Abi and Punk and raced towards them, standing on the edge of the jungle. "Punk, Abi, are you alright?" She asked.

(WB)