Dear Noobcake,
Halloween...woah. Just. Woah. That is all I can say.
See ya Noobcake.
Just kidding. But that's sort of how I feel. I guess I'll write stuff in.
Even though technically, since I'm too old I'm not supposed to go trick-or-treating, because I have a small pup in my household, Junior, I get to go and get free candy. It was pretty sweet. Beauty and Gothie came with.
I was a pretty awesome vampire. I just dyed my fur black (I made sure it was not permanent this time) and had a cape. Beauty was a fallen angel type of thing. She was pretty...pretty. Junior was a spacewolf, and Gothie was himself.
Yeah, I know. Going as yourself could be lame, but since he has a mouth to scare a shark up a tree with envy, I think he's cool.
We couldn't go to super scary houses, because we had Junior with us, but at least we were getting free candy. One house actually had KING SIZE candy bars!!!
And before you ask, you noob, no, there was no chocolate. Noob, wolves and dogs are allergic. Duh. So just shut up now and listen to this entry.
...hm. It's been a while since I've talked to you like you're real.
Gothie don't read this Gothie don't read this Gothie don't read this...
King size candy bars are pretty cool. The lame thing was, other houses gave us fun size. Pffft. Fun size. Yeah right. What's fun about a candy that can fit in your paw? If I had my way fun size would be the size of a loaf of bread.
Mmmmm. I'm drooling just thinking of it.
Sorry about that watermark.
Okay. It was getting pretty late, so we decided to head home before Junior passed out or something. That kid may be a wimpy little pup, but when dedicated (aka has loads of candy) he can drive himself into the ground before he gives up. But when he started getting dizzy, we decide not to push the curfew.
Gothie kept freaking us out of our fur, but he's Gothie. Just when we were trying to laugh off his latest scare, he toppled over.
"Gothie! Are you okay?" Beauty squealed. Junior was keeping as far away from Gothie as possible, as Gothie freaked him out majorly, so he said, "Yay it's dead!"
I just thought Gothie was pulling a prank on us. I bent down to poke Gothie when I heard something whizz over my head and hit the tree next to us. Junior whimpered and hid behind Beauty as I slowly stood, and looked at it.
The thing that had missed me was odd. It was a sort of dart thing, but for a dart looked oddly complex. Like all sorts of different mechanical parts, and there was a small see through chamber of amber liquid. I turned around and saw a flash of silver when my flashlight hit it.
I looked down at Gothie, and saw on his neck the same sort of silver dart I saw in the tree, minus the liquid. I at once ran over to Junior, and helped hide him from view as a robotic wolf stepped out of the cover of darkness.
Metallic. Fake Gothie's assistant. Except she was wearing bright orange clothes that were ripped and torn. She bared silver fangs.
"Well, well. You seem to be smarter than I thought," she snarled. "Pity. I could have done it quickly and easily. Remember me?"
"Kind of hard to forget," Beauty said quietly. She looked sick.
Probably because Metallic was here for one thing. There was no other explanation.
Beauty's body.
Metallic's cold black eyes fixed on me. "You know what I'm here for. It was a simple thing to escape prison. It was a heck of a lot easier than the laboratory. After downloading current events, it seemed logical you would come this way."
Junior started whimpering again and I clamped his muzzle shut. But not before Metallic was aware of his presence. "Oh yes. The little pup. I had almost forgotten he was here." She raised a paw, and a dart appeared into it, like a gun getting ready to fire. My heart nearly stopped, because the liquid was a different color. It would do something different than just knock Junior out. "I suppose you'll be more cooperative if I threaten your little brother, hm?"
I couldn't breathe. Beauty was the opposite. She was so awesome and brave...but she was hyperventilating. I started growling. No one was going to threaten Beauty OR Junior! I was about to rush at Metallic, who in retaliation pointed her paw at Junior, when a purple shape attacked Metallic, throwing her to the ground.
We took advantage of this. Being the strongest one, and since Gothie was lighter than me, I started dragging him away while Beauty picked up Junior. I started flying so I would drag Gothie faster. He would have some major bruises.
There were horrific sounds of claws scraping metal, and loud howls that split the night. Gothie regained consciousness, bit me, and I put him down. He started running with us as he realized who was trying to chase us.
Once, looking back, I saw Metallic running at us. One of her eyes had come clean out, but it wasn't that freaky because it was just wire, sparking. But then the purple thing dragged her back again.
Gothie and Beauty quickly returned to their own homes, and Junior was like a speeding bullet getting into hours. I was soooo tired. I leaned against the wall of the house, trying to catch my breath, when I saw the purple wolf staggering up the street. The one that had attacked Metallic for us. It looked up through bright green eyes once it had reached my house.
"I am...I am...Xanrilagirakijamorealin..." It was a female wolf by her voice. I was just about to thank her when she passed out cold.
Bye Noobcake.
Wondering how the heck you pronounce Xanri's full name? Say it exactly how it looks here: San-Ree-Log-Ear-Ack-Jam-Ore-Eel-In. Except say it much faster. The reason why she has a freaky long name shall be revealed later. No, her parents were not on steroids.
