Owed Favor
A boy with a Transformation ability owes a favor to his friend on a hot day.
*Authors note: First story submission here. Its short and (hopefully) sweet. More like me testing some stuff. Feed back would be great. I could write more if you want to know more about the world. *
"So George how you doing?" "rooo hoah." "good?" "grunt." "Ok... I don't really understand but I'll take it as a 'yes.'" Well then why don't you try talking with a muzzle? I can't even remember why I agreed to this anymore. If I'd known that it would be an outdoor mall I would have said no. I'm wearing a coat made for the freezing tundra up in Alaska, not 86 degree heat of mid July. Nice of you to pretend to care about me Jim, but I know your mind is already on Sarah and you wouldn't even notice if I had a leg missing. Sarah, the girl who works at a pet store, the girl that Jim has a huge crush on, the girl I am helping Jim impress by being her favorite animal. My feet hurt, my tongue is about a foot out of my mouth, and the whole place stinks. The outdoor mall got new asphalt back in April but with my heightened senses it smells like my face has been shoved into the tar truck that carries the stuff. I don't think there is a smell that is worse, no wait, god... is that a body wash store? I don't even know what those numerous chemicals are, but it heck aint 'All natural ingredients'. I'll make sure never to shop there. Ever. I don't know how normal dogs can walk around without puking their guts out everyday. Water. Find water. Yes, thank you dog mind, I know that I need water. It's sometimes frightening to change into another animal, because the animal instincts come with the package. But I never know if we will stay split into separate parts or our minds will combine. I hate when the my mind and the mind of an animal combine. It's like being drugged, you really don't realize what happened until after the fact. Luckily I'm familiar with a canine form so I can keep it's mind locked away in the back of my mind. Though I can still 'hear' it periodically. Hot. Get water. I know but I need to follow alpha. Alpha? Where?! Alpha is the man in front of us. Alpha will lead us to water. That not alpha. That is bitch. I don't know if dogs can laugh, but I certainly did.
"awwwe you're so adorable!" Sarah kneeled down to pet me her hands feeling how hot my fur is. "Wow your hot. Jim, do you have any water for him?" Jim, is too busy trying to look cool for Sarah to register any kind of coherent speech. "What? uh.... yeah.. Course I do. But... uh.. in the car." Smooth.... "Let me get a bowl for him. I'll see if there is any ice in the fridge to help him cool down." "Sounds great! When's your lunch break? We can leave him here and get some food." No. You are not putting me in a kennel. I'm not a freaking dog, I'm your best friend. I growled and nipped at his jeans a bit. "Ow! What the hell man?" Jim knelt down to whisper in my face. "dude, don't blow this, remember you owe me from the fireworks I was able to get you." Ever since Jim found out I had this ability he's been asking me for favors. "Can you transform me? Like those people do on the tv?" or "hey I think it would be cool to show up at the costume party as a pirate, can you be a parrot?" or "dude, if you were a snake could you eat this in one bite?" I just discovered this ability a year ago and have started training. I know a couple people in our school have some abilities. Mostly strength (popular jocks) or teleportation (creepy nerd guy), but I am the first Morpher in our community. Well, except Margret, but she can only change the color of her skin and hair so its not really the same. It is funny to see her when she gets to emotional and waves of color start running through her like a cuttle fish. Sarah came back with the bowel of water and some dog treats. Water! I lunged forward and my head in to drink, forgetting that my nose is in front of my face now. A dogs heightened sense of smell also comes with a heightened sense of pain. Ow, sneeze it out, Oh man, I'm never doing that again. Dum. Me do it. Fine. You can drink water better than I can. You probably are a better at acting like a dog than I am. "Wow I've never seen a dog dunk their face in water like that before." Sarah said. "You sure he's ok? Hmmm? Are you ok bud? Hmmmm? Are you?" Wow, baby talk is really annoying when its being said to you. I probably would have done something if it weren't for her fingers that felt so good going down my back. Done! Lay. Pant. Sure, why not, I'm sure you can act like a dog better than I can. "So where did you get him?" Sarah was still busy stroking my fur. "His coat is beautiful. It's brown. You don't see very many brown huskies." "Yeah, well. He's... uh... my neighbors, and I'm taking care of him for a week while they're on vacation." "Wow..he's gorgeous, do you think I could come over after work tonight and we can play with him?" No. "sure!" Dammit Jim! "Yeah!" Jim kept going. "You can come over everyday!" I sat there watching Jim get stupid promising things to Sarah, it was like he forgot this was a one time thing! What does Jim expect from me? Pretend to be a dog for a whole forever?! "So yeah, do you want to go get some lunch?" Jim Asked Sarah, "Is there a kennel we can put him in for a bit?" WHAT?! "Yeah, sure, we have some kennels in back for when dogs come in for grooming." Sarah took the leash. "I'm going let my co-worker know that I'm on break." She took a dog treat out of her pocket and spasticly waved it in front of my face. "Come on boy! Let's go to the kennel! You want the treat? Get the treat!" No. I don't want your stupid treat, in fact, I'll take your stupid treat and spit it across the room. Let go of the leash. "Woah, What was that?" Sarah stood up in shock. "you sure he's ok? He's acting a little strangely for a dog." "What do you mean?" I can smell a faint puff of fear coming from Jim. "Dogs don't spit things across the room, thats like something a person would do... wait." her voice trailing off. "George?" hmm? What? My ears perking up at the call of my name. "George?!" Sarah exasperated. "Oh my god, seriously? George? The morph kid from school?" "yeaah" Me managing to grunt out with the dog vocal equipment. "Really?" Sarah snapping up at Jim. "You knew about this didn't you? Just what are you two trying to pull?" "Sarah. I.." I just sat there wagging my tail watching Jim stumble through an explanation.
"So." I said breaking the silence sitting in the car. "That went well." "Shut up," Jim muttered fumbling his keys into the ignition. "you could have acted more like a dog." "Woof..." I muttered. "whatever just put your shirt back on." Jim pulled out of the lot, "You got your mutt hair all over the seats."