001 // nah man. nah.
[ Action: Today, it can safely be said, has not been a good one for Jake the Dog. As tends to happen when you wake up in a yard, without your bro, without your powers and with no idea what's going on. Naturally, he doesn't stick around. He's got himself the scent of one Finn the Human and by grod he's gonna follow it!! All through the streets!!
Yeah, he gets distracted by a lot of things on the way. What? It's just so easy to do, there are humans walking around everywhere, shooing him out of buildings, surrounded by really weird unknown and ancient technology. Jake has a lot of things to sniff, food to find, people to chat with. Possibly one nap to take.
He'll also eventually make his way to the school where Finn is attending, but Finn's... not quite in right now. All the relief and confusion and sassy bombastic attitude he has for finding Finn and he gets towed back to 629 Topper Street and locked out of the house for the trouble. One more on the list of places he can be found, actually, pawing at the door like a fiend. ]
Fiiiiiinn! Finn, come on, man, this isn't funny! Let me in! [ Rattle rattle, scratch scratch. Jake, you are filling so many dog stereotypes with that, stop it.
He can't even stretch up to the windows- not for lack of very hard trying.
His best friend has some serious case of poo-brain, he has no idea where this crazy place is, and he can't do anything about it. Just not cool. ]
Yeah, he gets distracted by a lot of things on the way. What? It's just so easy to do, there are humans walking around everywhere, shooing him out of buildings, surrounded by really weird unknown and ancient technology. Jake has a lot of things to sniff, food to find, people to chat with. Possibly one nap to take.
He'll also eventually make his way to the school where Finn is attending, but Finn's... not quite in right now. All the relief and confusion and sassy bombastic attitude he has for finding Finn and he gets towed back to 629 Topper Street and locked out of the house for the trouble. One more on the list of places he can be found, actually, pawing at the door like a fiend. ]
Fiiiiiinn! Finn, come on, man, this isn't funny! Let me in! [ Rattle rattle, scratch scratch. Jake, you are filling so many dog stereotypes with that, stop it.
He can't even stretch up to the windows- not for lack of very hard trying.
His best friend has some serious case of poo-brain, he has no idea where this crazy place is, and he can't do anything about it. Just not cool. ]