[ti]Open[/ti]twinkling fireflies Apr 20, 2020 6:32:44 GMT
Post by Bourbon on Apr 20, 2020 6:32:44 GMT
open for those who want to defeat the hot dog man!!The sights and sounds of Waterstone were appealing at night. The dreamy lights that twinkled like fireflies, perpetually stuck along a tiny string, dancing in the breeze as mist gently coated everything in a dreamy glaze. The world looked like one of those fancy picture frame fillers that Bourbon had seen in windows from his many excursions. As he trotted through the mostly empty park, only a few stragglers remained, his eyes happily darting to and fro. What a neat little shindig they've got going here. There was a carousel that peeked his interest, lit up like the 4th of July, but empty, not a single soul riding atop the stationary steeds. Poking his head through the fence that surrounded it, he watched as the mist make the lights dance just slightly in its haze. "Well I'll be..." His sweet little voice whispered.
Continuing on his rightful journey, Bourbon stopped to peer out at a hot dog cart, the smells of the grill being cleaned were strong in the air. A connoisseur of simple human foods, Bourbon couldn't help but drool just a little bit, mouth dropping open just slightly. I wonder if he's got anything hanging around my height... The sweet little pup peeked around his path, brain trying to think of some sort of plan. As his belly rumbled with anticipation, his brain decided what the hell! Legs high stepped out of hiding and carried his lean, hound body towards the general area of the hot dog man, stopping about 10 feet from his unknowing victim.
A sweet, innocent whine, puppy dog eyes, and a rightful bow of pure agony and hungry ought to do the trick! Bourbon wasn't against begging by any means and it really was the best way to get food from those pesky people. As the hot dog man looked up, there was a blank stare for just a moment. The man's arm slowly raised, something clearly gripped in his hand and Bourbon's tail started wagging every so slowly with a twinkle in his brown eyes. "GET THE HELL OUTTA HERE YOU MANGY MUTT!!!" An empty cardboard roll was thrown directly at Bourbon's head, landing just short causing him to shuffle to all fours and back up quickly. "Well... rude.. Oh well.." An exaggerated huff, furrow of the brows, and Bourbon turned with his tail high in the air. I'll show ole hot dog douche...