Kanji was curled beneath a sewing machine, looking miserable and feeling worse. He'd raided the food and deprived it of most of its meat in his hunger, but after that he had looked for somewhere to hide. After all, he was--well, whatever he was, now. So he'd done some exploring.
The house wasn't how he'd remembered it, and there were enough new rooms to confuse him. But then he'd found the sewing room, and he wasn't sure if he was happy or sad. Still, he'd decided to stay in that room for now.
His ears pricked and he sensed someone coming before he really knew what was happening consciously, but once he saw--a nose?--Kanji was looking up with alarm. What was it?
The smell was stronger now, and Dug knew he was close! The nose never lied, because he was a good tracker! He could track birds and squirrels and mail-dog-men, and he was a good tracker! There, beneath the sewing machine in front of him was the mail-dog-man in question. Moving around it, Dug sniffed continually, committing the scent to memory and trying to get a better idea of what exactly it was he'd found. The scent was easy enough to memorize, but it didn't help with the problem any
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A dog? Just an ordinary dog--somehow that seemed out of place in a house as messed up as this. He watched it circle him, figuring it probably had no idea what he was any more than anyone else did, and eventually he let his head drop back onto the floor. He watched, silently, but made no moves. What was the point?
When the mail-dog-man didn't move, Dug's thoughts turned to worry. Was he hurt? The pup hadn't smelled any wounds, but it was still possible! Padding towards his find, he nudged the mail-dog-man's muzzle gently with his own. "Are you hurt? If you are hurt, then I should go get help!"
His collar? Kanji looked at the thing in question, and found it covered with little gadgets that he was sure Naoto would have loved messing with. Kanji didn't touch anything, though; he'd probably break it. Then he shook his head, and made the choked nosies he could to show Dug. Not that he thought the dog would understand what happened.
Though the golden retriever didn't understand the specifics, he got the general message. For whatever reason, the dog mailman couldn't talk. Dug stared at his moment, licking Kanji's face first with affection (the plan was a success!) and then second in pity. It must have been hard on the mailman, to not be able to talk with other mailmen. But maybe Dug could help!
"Do you want to try my collar, mailman? I am not sure if it will work on mailmen, but you are kind of a dog mailman, so it might work!"
Would that work? Kanji might have objected to taking the dog's collar had he not been suddenly shown an exit. He started working on Dug's collar with a determined combination of not-quite-hands and teeth, unbuckling it little by little, and eventually had worked it loose. He swung the collar over his own neck.
"Will this even--H-hey, it works!"
Of course, he was speaking with Dug's voice, but it was better than nothing.
Though he could no longer speak his thoughts, that didn't stop the puppy from expressing his happiness however he could! He jumped around excitedly, running around the dog mailman in circles a few times before stopping to nudge him and lick his face happily. It really worked, and Dug had been able to help! It was the best he could've asked for.
Thanks for letting me join in! o/cascade_mistyJuly 23 2009, 17:35:57 UTC
Misty held her head high as she walked through the house. She had made it through the house disappearing, and so had Togepi. None of her Pokemon were sick, and she had managed to get all of them enough food once the kitchen reappeared. Togepi was especially energetic; she couldn't even hold her precious Pokemon without it squirming, so she decided to let Togepi go for a walk
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Dug's tail swished behind him happily - despite being separated from his master and pack, he was still having fun! Sure, he wasn't any closer to finding the bird, but the dog mailman was good company! The golden retriever was ready to settle in next to his new friend when something very strange caught his ears and eyes. It looked almost like a ball, but it had a face and was making noises! It didn't smell like a ball either, or like anything else Dug had ever smelled
( ... )
Kanji found himself shrinking back automatically when someone else--a human--entered. Dug was one thing, but this girl's obvious nervousness reminded him that he looked like some sort of monster.
He might have slipped all the way into the back of the room had the egg-creature-thing not caught his attention. What was it? He tilted his head and moved to get a closer look at it. It didn't appear dangerous, at least.
Misty almost completely forgot about Kanji herself; she soon found herself beneath Dug, since she wasn't near ready to support that kind of wait. She hugged Dug right back, more than happy to find someone cute and happy in this place. "Oh my gosh, you're so cute! Of course you're a good dog, but my name is Misty, and I'm a gym leader!"
Togepi, however, was more interested in Kanji. Soon, if Kanji wasn't fast enough, Togepi would be climbing all over him. "Tokay-preeee!"
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The house wasn't how he'd remembered it, and there were enough new rooms to confuse him. But then he'd found the sewing room, and he wasn't sure if he was happy or sad. Still, he'd decided to stay in that room for now.
His ears pricked and he sensed someone coming before he really knew what was happening consciously, but once he saw--a nose?--Kanji was looking up with alarm. What was it?
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"Do you want to try my collar, mailman? I am not sure if it will work on mailmen, but you are kind of a dog mailman, so it might work!"
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"Will this even--H-hey, it works!"
Of course, he was speaking with Dug's voice, but it was better than nothing.
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He might have slipped all the way into the back of the room had the egg-creature-thing not caught his attention. What was it? He tilted his head and moved to get a closer look at it. It didn't appear dangerous, at least.
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Togepi, however, was more interested in Kanji. Soon, if Kanji wasn't fast enough, Togepi would be climbing all over him. "Tokay-preeee!"
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