Everyone finally gets to California. Sola’s owner, Steve is in California. Note: he’s faceless.
Everyone got up and went to the airport. At the airport, they all got pastries, then went to an outside area where they’re going to board the planes.
“Hey, to make some room in the 737, should we bring some people into the Cessna?” Kaltag offered.
“Sure, how about Sola, Bella, and Lars,” Packie offered.
“Sounds good.”
Sola kissed Star. The two good kissers.
“Star, you’re a good kisser, u know that?”
“I agree,” Dixie said.
“Me too,” Jenna added.
“Man, Star’s a player!”
“Kaltag’s good, too!” Bella said.
“The best!” Jenna added, “Between ster and Kaltag is Balto.”
“Alright enough with this!” Steele interrupted.
“Oh, you’re just jealous, because u don’t have a girl,” Balto said.
Steele punched Balto. Everyone was loaded into their plane.
“Next stop: SMF (Sacramento) International,” Kaltag said.
“Isn’t it a small airport?” ster asked.
“Yeah, it’s surprising for a 777 to be there.”
“Wow.”
About an uur later, they got to Sacramento.
“SMF International, do u have any available gates of parking spots? We’re an unscheduled flight.”
“We are sorry for the inconvenience, but we don’t have parking spots of gates. Hey, shouldn’t u be Celebrating? It’s the dag before Christmas.”
“Our home pagina got destroyed because of The Covenant.”
“Oh, sorry to hear that. Either way, we’re still sorry we can’t get u a spot. Do u want to go to SFO of OAK?”
“I don’t want to die in Oakland!” ster cried, “And San Francisco is too big of a city.
“We don’t want to die in Oakland, and San Francisco is too big.”
The control tower man laughed at the part about dieing in Oakland.
“Best of luck finding other places.”
“Thanks.”
“What’s the news?” Packie asked.
“They don’t have parking spots of gates. But there should be other towns around.”
“Ok.”
About 5 minuten later, they checked to see if any airports are around.
“This is Nut boom Regional Airport. What model are you?”
“We have 2. A Cessna 406, and, this will sound crazy, but a 737.”
“Oh, what model of a 737?”
“700.”
“Oh God. You’re going to have to do a near stall landing.”
“Alright.”
“Packie, are u going to be able to do this?” Kaltag asked.
“No, I’m not too good of a pilot.”
“Alright, I’m coming over.”
“No, Kal u can’t, I will,” ster said.
“No, Star, as a big brother, I’m not going to let u do this.”
“Kal, I jump further than you, and I run faster. u might not make it.”
“But Star.”
“Remember that Nome Jump contest? I won at 12 feet 2 inches.”
“Yeah, but I still…”
“You have too let me go.”
“Alright, fine.”
ster opened the door to the Cessna. Packie did the same with the 737. ster ran and jumped into the 737 and closed the door.
“Wow, good job, Star. Anyway, u know how to fly this thing, right?”
“Yeah. Kaltag, u go first.”
Kaltag landed. About 15 yards from the runway, ster started going stalling speed. He actually successfully landed.
“Wait, how are we going to get off?”
A ladder truck came.
“Already taken care of.”
Everyone got out.
“So, how long are u going to stay here?”
“Not long, I hate California,” Francis said.
“Shut up, Francis!” Bill yelled.
“We’re probably moving here,” Balto said.
“Hey, will Santa still come?” ster asked.
“Only one way to find out. Have u been naughty of nice?” Kaltag asked.
“I’ve killed enemies. Does that count as being naughty?”
“No, they’re aliens. You’re on the nice list.”
“We need to find a place to live.”
“I carry 250,000$ with me,” Niko said.
“Are u serious?” ster replied.
“Let’s go house hunting!” Balto yelled.
They had to get a few cars though. Out of nowhere, Kaltag saw his Armada.
“Ok, how the hell did it get here?”
The Armada could comfortably hold 8 people, but they only had 6 people in it to reduce weight. It was Tony and Lars in the front, ster and Kaltag in the middle, then Bella and Sola in the back. There was a used car dealership nearby. Metallica chose a full size toendra for their car. They could put a canopy on it and store instruments in the bed. Packie, chose a GTO Brucie, chose an NSX, Little Jacob chose a 2 door Blazer, Niko and Michelle chose a Caprice, Mallory and Roman chose a Camry. Louis, Bill, Francis, and Zoey chose an MDX. Peter, Nikki, and Dixie chose a Civic, and Jenna and Balto chose a Charger. A regular, not a Daytona.
“I don’t get it, why are we getting a car with 4 doors when we omly need 2?” Jenna asked.
“We’ll have puppies.”
“Ok, let’s name one Kodi.”
“Sounds good.”
“I have 249,000$ left,” Niko said
“All those cars only costed 1,000$?” ster asked.
“Dude, these cars don’t have wheels of engines, it’s just the body.”
“At least I could take care of it.”
ster put the health cheat for all the cars.
“Next stop, a few houses and a warehouse,” Lars said.
“To be honest I don’t think we’re going to live here in Vacaville,” Zoey said.
“Why not?” Kaltag asked.
“We have a friend in that is in San Jose.”
“Ok.”
Bill, Zoey, Louis, and Francis went to San Jose.
“Same with us,” Mallory said.
Roman, Mallory, and Michelle are out too.
They all went house hunting. Star, Kaltag and the rest found a house that costs 276,000$ that was perfect from them. It was a 5 bedroom 3½ bath house with a pool. The thing bringing the price down is, they’re in a ghetto, yet they have door far the best house in the neighborhood. Its 2 stories with a 3 car garage.
Nikki and the rest saw a 4 bedroom 2½ bath house, with a large yard. 2 car garage with 2 stories. The house costs 268,000$.
Metallica had to rent a warehouse and get a house. They had the money. 7 bedroom, 6 bath house with a pool hot tub and large yard. The house even had a separate apartment adding 2 bedrooms and a bathroom. 3 stories and a 4 car garage. The house costed 847,000$.
Packie and Brucie volunteered to be room mates. They had a 4 bedroom 2½ bath with a good size yard. 2 car garage which works out. This house costs 261,000$ with 2 stories.
Little Jacob and Niko were room mates. They lived in the same neighborhood as Packie and Brucie, same model, same price, but reversed.
Jenna and Balto saw a 3 bedroom 2½ for 200,000$. Large lawn, 2 car garage with 2 stories.
After everyone was moved in, Ralph came out of nowhere. He got a 3 bedroom 2½ bath with his own money. He got to Star’s new house.
“Star, u want to come live with me?”
“No, u have to make your promises.”
“What promises?”
“You might turn on me.”
“Do I look I’m going to turn on u again?”
“Star, don’t do it, remember all those times u were beaten!” Balto said.
Ralph grabbed Balto door his neck, and threw him outside.
“Now I’m definitely not going back with you.”
“But I need you!”
“How about u use your ‘promises’ to get another dog.”
ster closed the door, but Ralph kept knocking. Finally Tony opened the door and punched Ralph. He quickly closed the door. Ralph felt startlement, so he didn’t know who punched him. He went home… depressed. Dixie came to Star’s house to teef to ster how much she wants him back.
“No, no madder how much u want me, u won’t have me. u called me gay, then just left me!”
“I hate you!”
Dixie punched Star, and ster slapped her back. Soon they got in a fight. The fight stopped a minuut later.
“I have to discourage Nikki.”
ster was unsuccessful.
“Wha’gwan me bredas?”
“Hey Jacob,” Kaltag said.
“I is getting a lot o’ da stuff in ny house today. It was in a lot o’ storage in New York City, rasta.”
“That’s cool.”
Lars came in.
“Hey, Star. I got my St. Anger drum kit replaced thanks to the insurance, so here it is.”
“Thanks, Lars.”
“No problem.”
James came in. Kaltag licked James’ goatee.
“Dude, stop that.”
“I’m sorry, u might need to dye that.”
“Anyway, here’s the gitaar u had. I got it replaced.”
“Thanks, man.”
Rob came to Nikki’s house.
“I got that Death Magnetic bas, bass replaced, so here u go.”
“Thanks.”
Kirk went to Steele’s house.
“Hey, man. I got that gitaar replaced.”
“Cool.”
“Here u go.”
“Thanks.”
At the Vacaville telegraph station, the guy was goofing around.
“It’s 1927 so I know nobody uses a telegraph anymore. But are there any people on the line.”
“This is the Las Vegas telegraph station. What’s up.”
“Not much. Hey, here a number to dial on your phone. 1-800-465-cheats.com”
“There’s a .com at the end of the number.”
“That’s the joke.”
“Ok, using telegraphs in 1927. What noobs do that.”
“Us.”
“And me. I’m the telegraph man of Portland, Oregon.”
“Sweet.”
It was Christmas Eve.
“I haven’t wrote my Christmas lijst yet,” ster said.
“Santa still knows what u want,” Kaltag replied.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool.”
That night, ster heard a man. His voice was very familiar.
“Ho, ho, ho!”
“Santa!”
“Star, you’ve been a good boy this year! Here’s a bone for you. Stay good!”
“Thanks Santa.”
Santa left to put the presents underneath the last minuut tree. He did the same thing with Kaltag. The volgende day, they got up and opened their presents. As their tradition, they went to Jack in the Box, and went to a park. At the park, unfortunately, Tony got assassinated.
“Tony!” Kaltag yelled.
“Shit!” ster also yelled.
Ironically, the assassin was Stereotypage. The same guy that shot and killed Kaltag before The Covenant attack. The cops came to investigate.
“We’re sorry, but Vacaville is way larger than Nome, so it will take a lot longer to find the criminal,” an officer said.
“Wait, I’m a gun expert officer. Hand me that bullet.”
“We found a clue!”
“This bullet belongs to a sniper geweer-, geweer that’s illegal in 4 states. California, Alaska, Oregon, and Florida.”
“Ok.”
“Yeah, so u four dogs are going to have to find a new home.”
“I’ll go check if Bella and I could live with Nikki.”
“Who are we going to live with, Star?”
“Niko?”
“I don’t like him.”
“Lars?”
“Ok.”
Kaltag: hallo Tony got assassinated.
Nikki: That is so sad, dere.
Kaltag: Can I stay with you?”
Nikki: Shit man, I can’t.
Kaltag: Thanks anyway.
Nikki: Youse are welcome.
Star: hallo Lars, Can I stay with you?
Lars: Sure why not Ralph?
Star: He’s a jerk.
Lars: Oh, well u and Sola can come live in the separate apartment.
“Sola and I are able to live with Metallica.”
“Nikki isn’t able to keep me over.”
“Oh, where are u going to live?”
“I don’t know.”
ster texted Lars again.
Star: hallo Lars, would Kaltag and Bella be able to stay?
Lars: Ask James. He’ll approve any day. But sure.
Star: Thanks for helping my brother.
Lars: No problem.
The 4 called a taxi.
“Hey, yellow car!” Kaltag yelled.
“Ok, where to?”
“Take us to 372 Diamond Avenue.”
“Hey, ok, yep problem.”
“Excuse me?”
“There be no problem.”
“Ok then.”
The taxi driver with the funny accent took them to Metallica’s house.
“Ok friend, here we are.”
“Thanks, hallo can I have your card?”
“Here u are, pal.”
“Thanks.”
They rang the door bell, but there was no answer. The house had a basement, which mad it 4 floors, with another bedroom and bathroom. The 4 went there, to see Metallica rocking their asses off. There was a window only hardly large enough for Bella to fit through. When Metallica saw her, they were wondering what the hell. Kaltag fit his head through.
“Hey Kaltag!” James said.
ster also poked his head through. Same with Sola.
“Star!” Lars said.
“Wha’gwan me bredas?” Little Jacob asked.
“Jacob, what are u doing here?”
“Rasta, me saw Kaltag, and me was wondering, what was Kaltag doin’ here, so I just decided to join.”
“Ok.”
“Well Rasta, I gotto’ go so me will leave u alone.”
“I’ll go open the door,” Kirk said.
“Ok.”
Kirk opened the door and led them to the basement. That night, Lars told the dogs how to get to the separate apartment on the 3rd floor. Apparently the 4 got lost. James had to lead them. The separate apartment its self was large.
“Ok, should it be Kaltag and me in one room and Bella and Sola in the other, of Sola and me in one and Kaltag and Bella in the other?”
“To be honest, Sola and I don’t have a very good relationship.”
“We understand.”
Sola and ster made out a lot over the night. So did Kaltag and Bella. The volgende day, Lars was walking Sola and Star. A man named Steve, apparently Sola’s original owner freaked out when he saw her.
“Oh my god! Sola! It’s you! Ever since we were separated, I didn’t think I would ever see u again!”
“Hey, why don’t u have a face?”
Steve took that offensively and pissed him off.
“Why is your forehead so big!?”
That kind of joke pisses him off meer than Dave Mustaine.
“Your head is all forehead!”
“You have a huge forehead but tiny brain.”
“Where is your face?”
Steve threw a hard stempel, punch at Lars, knocking him out. Steve took Sola.
“Star!”
“Sola!”
ster ran to Sola.
“Get out of here stray ass!”
ster went back to revive Lars. On the ground, he dropped his wallet which had Steve’s address. They went home.
The volgende day, ster went to Steve’s house.
“Hey Sola.”
“Star, you’re going to get yourself killed.”
“I’m supported door the beam right now.”
“I don’t mean that. I mean Steve.”
“Oh.”
“It might be best that u leave so he won’t kill you. When I’m able to get out, I’ll visit you.”
“Ok.”
They kissed for about 6 seconden 3 times. ster got down. He fell and landed on Steve’s Skyline.
“That’s going to leave a mark on me and the car.”
“Alright Sola, u know the drill.”
“I hate this.”
ster was about 100 feet from Sola’s when he heard Steve ster to yell.
“What! You’re pregnant! Sola, u are grounded! Who made u pregnant!? I’m going to seek and destroy him!”
ster ran as fast as he could to safety, despite his back pain. He came back and fell to the ground.
“Ahh, my back!”
“Star are u ok?” Lars asked.
“That depends on how bad falling from a 2 story building and landing on a Skyline sounds.”
“Aww, here let me rub it.”
“Oh, that’s relieving! More!”
“What’s going on Star?”
“I fell from a 2 story building and landed on a Skyline.”
“Oh.”
“What’s wrong with Star?” Rob asked.
“He fell from a 2 story building and landed on a Skyline.”
“Here let me take care of it.”
Rob rubbed Star’s back using his strumming hand.
“Oh, Rob, you’re awesome at this! My back feels so much better! Thank u Rob!”
“Damn it, I left behind the Armada again!”
Kaltag went to go get his Armada. He came back and Parked it. That night, ster and Kaltag went back to Sola’s house. Steve was gone. Kaltag was able to pick the window lock. Sola was laying there crying.
“Sola, I’ve come do get you!”
“Star, if u take me, Steve will meld it.”
“What can he do?”
“He’s a Staff Sergeant in the Air Force.”
“Oh.”
“He’s also removing the puppies and getting me spayed tomorrow.”
“Crap! Come with me!”
“Alright, but we’ll most likely be hunted down.”
“Come on!”
“Alright.”
They ran out and away from the house. Steve was pulling in.
“Hey! Sola, get back here!”
“Keep running!”
They made it to the Armada. They drove off and came back to Metallica’s house.
“Hey, we got Sola, but it turns out Steve is in the Air Force and can meld it.”
“What! I’m really sorry, it pains me to say this but I can’t let u live here.”
“I understand. Just let us get Bella, and we’re out. I’ll still contact you.”
“Sounds good.”
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
All 4 were loaded up, and they headed out. About 2 miles from Metallica’s house, 3 police cars appeared behind them.
“I’ll stop.”
“Don’t!”
The cop came to him.
“Hi sir, look, all we want is Sola back. If we could have her back that would be great.”
“No.”
“What do u mean no?”
“I love her too much.”
“Well, I have to give u 2 fix-it tickets. One for no front license plate, and one for you, a dog driving.”
ster floored it, and the 3 cops just left.
“If this were Alaska, I would have 4 police stars right now.”
“Yeah.”
“One word, nice cops.”
“Alright come back in.”
At least Star, Kaltag, Sola, and Bella have a good home.
volgende story takes place 2 months later.
Everyone got up and went to the airport. At the airport, they all got pastries, then went to an outside area where they’re going to board the planes.
“Hey, to make some room in the 737, should we bring some people into the Cessna?” Kaltag offered.
“Sure, how about Sola, Bella, and Lars,” Packie offered.
“Sounds good.”
Sola kissed Star. The two good kissers.
“Star, you’re a good kisser, u know that?”
“I agree,” Dixie said.
“Me too,” Jenna added.
“Man, Star’s a player!”
“Kaltag’s good, too!” Bella said.
“The best!” Jenna added, “Between ster and Kaltag is Balto.”
“Alright enough with this!” Steele interrupted.
“Oh, you’re just jealous, because u don’t have a girl,” Balto said.
Steele punched Balto. Everyone was loaded into their plane.
“Next stop: SMF (Sacramento) International,” Kaltag said.
“Isn’t it a small airport?” ster asked.
“Yeah, it’s surprising for a 777 to be there.”
“Wow.”
About an uur later, they got to Sacramento.
“SMF International, do u have any available gates of parking spots? We’re an unscheduled flight.”
“We are sorry for the inconvenience, but we don’t have parking spots of gates. Hey, shouldn’t u be Celebrating? It’s the dag before Christmas.”
“Our home pagina got destroyed because of The Covenant.”
“Oh, sorry to hear that. Either way, we’re still sorry we can’t get u a spot. Do u want to go to SFO of OAK?”
“I don’t want to die in Oakland!” ster cried, “And San Francisco is too big of a city.
“We don’t want to die in Oakland, and San Francisco is too big.”
The control tower man laughed at the part about dieing in Oakland.
“Best of luck finding other places.”
“Thanks.”
“What’s the news?” Packie asked.
“They don’t have parking spots of gates. But there should be other towns around.”
“Ok.”
About 5 minuten later, they checked to see if any airports are around.
“This is Nut boom Regional Airport. What model are you?”
“We have 2. A Cessna 406, and, this will sound crazy, but a 737.”
“Oh, what model of a 737?”
“700.”
“Oh God. You’re going to have to do a near stall landing.”
“Alright.”
“Packie, are u going to be able to do this?” Kaltag asked.
“No, I’m not too good of a pilot.”
“Alright, I’m coming over.”
“No, Kal u can’t, I will,” ster said.
“No, Star, as a big brother, I’m not going to let u do this.”
“Kal, I jump further than you, and I run faster. u might not make it.”
“But Star.”
“Remember that Nome Jump contest? I won at 12 feet 2 inches.”
“Yeah, but I still…”
“You have too let me go.”
“Alright, fine.”
ster opened the door to the Cessna. Packie did the same with the 737. ster ran and jumped into the 737 and closed the door.
“Wow, good job, Star. Anyway, u know how to fly this thing, right?”
“Yeah. Kaltag, u go first.”
Kaltag landed. About 15 yards from the runway, ster started going stalling speed. He actually successfully landed.
“Wait, how are we going to get off?”
A ladder truck came.
“Already taken care of.”
Everyone got out.
“So, how long are u going to stay here?”
“Not long, I hate California,” Francis said.
“Shut up, Francis!” Bill yelled.
“We’re probably moving here,” Balto said.
“Hey, will Santa still come?” ster asked.
“Only one way to find out. Have u been naughty of nice?” Kaltag asked.
“I’ve killed enemies. Does that count as being naughty?”
“No, they’re aliens. You’re on the nice list.”
“We need to find a place to live.”
“I carry 250,000$ with me,” Niko said.
“Are u serious?” ster replied.
“Let’s go house hunting!” Balto yelled.
They had to get a few cars though. Out of nowhere, Kaltag saw his Armada.
“Ok, how the hell did it get here?”
The Armada could comfortably hold 8 people, but they only had 6 people in it to reduce weight. It was Tony and Lars in the front, ster and Kaltag in the middle, then Bella and Sola in the back. There was a used car dealership nearby. Metallica chose a full size toendra for their car. They could put a canopy on it and store instruments in the bed. Packie, chose a GTO Brucie, chose an NSX, Little Jacob chose a 2 door Blazer, Niko and Michelle chose a Caprice, Mallory and Roman chose a Camry. Louis, Bill, Francis, and Zoey chose an MDX. Peter, Nikki, and Dixie chose a Civic, and Jenna and Balto chose a Charger. A regular, not a Daytona.
“I don’t get it, why are we getting a car with 4 doors when we omly need 2?” Jenna asked.
“We’ll have puppies.”
“Ok, let’s name one Kodi.”
“Sounds good.”
“I have 249,000$ left,” Niko said
“All those cars only costed 1,000$?” ster asked.
“Dude, these cars don’t have wheels of engines, it’s just the body.”
“At least I could take care of it.”
ster put the health cheat for all the cars.
“Next stop, a few houses and a warehouse,” Lars said.
“To be honest I don’t think we’re going to live here in Vacaville,” Zoey said.
“Why not?” Kaltag asked.
“We have a friend in that is in San Jose.”
“Ok.”
Bill, Zoey, Louis, and Francis went to San Jose.
“Same with us,” Mallory said.
Roman, Mallory, and Michelle are out too.
They all went house hunting. Star, Kaltag and the rest found a house that costs 276,000$ that was perfect from them. It was a 5 bedroom 3½ bath house with a pool. The thing bringing the price down is, they’re in a ghetto, yet they have door far the best house in the neighborhood. Its 2 stories with a 3 car garage.
Nikki and the rest saw a 4 bedroom 2½ bath house, with a large yard. 2 car garage with 2 stories. The house costs 268,000$.
Metallica had to rent a warehouse and get a house. They had the money. 7 bedroom, 6 bath house with a pool hot tub and large yard. The house even had a separate apartment adding 2 bedrooms and a bathroom. 3 stories and a 4 car garage. The house costed 847,000$.
Packie and Brucie volunteered to be room mates. They had a 4 bedroom 2½ bath with a good size yard. 2 car garage which works out. This house costs 261,000$ with 2 stories.
Little Jacob and Niko were room mates. They lived in the same neighborhood as Packie and Brucie, same model, same price, but reversed.
Jenna and Balto saw a 3 bedroom 2½ for 200,000$. Large lawn, 2 car garage with 2 stories.
After everyone was moved in, Ralph came out of nowhere. He got a 3 bedroom 2½ bath with his own money. He got to Star’s new house.
“Star, u want to come live with me?”
“No, u have to make your promises.”
“What promises?”
“You might turn on me.”
“Do I look I’m going to turn on u again?”
“Star, don’t do it, remember all those times u were beaten!” Balto said.
Ralph grabbed Balto door his neck, and threw him outside.
“Now I’m definitely not going back with you.”
“But I need you!”
“How about u use your ‘promises’ to get another dog.”
ster closed the door, but Ralph kept knocking. Finally Tony opened the door and punched Ralph. He quickly closed the door. Ralph felt startlement, so he didn’t know who punched him. He went home… depressed. Dixie came to Star’s house to teef to ster how much she wants him back.
“No, no madder how much u want me, u won’t have me. u called me gay, then just left me!”
“I hate you!”
Dixie punched Star, and ster slapped her back. Soon they got in a fight. The fight stopped a minuut later.
“I have to discourage Nikki.”
ster was unsuccessful.
“Wha’gwan me bredas?”
“Hey Jacob,” Kaltag said.
“I is getting a lot o’ da stuff in ny house today. It was in a lot o’ storage in New York City, rasta.”
“That’s cool.”
Lars came in.
“Hey, Star. I got my St. Anger drum kit replaced thanks to the insurance, so here it is.”
“Thanks, Lars.”
“No problem.”
James came in. Kaltag licked James’ goatee.
“Dude, stop that.”
“I’m sorry, u might need to dye that.”
“Anyway, here’s the gitaar u had. I got it replaced.”
“Thanks, man.”
Rob came to Nikki’s house.
“I got that Death Magnetic bas, bass replaced, so here u go.”
“Thanks.”
Kirk went to Steele’s house.
“Hey, man. I got that gitaar replaced.”
“Cool.”
“Here u go.”
“Thanks.”
At the Vacaville telegraph station, the guy was goofing around.
“It’s 1927 so I know nobody uses a telegraph anymore. But are there any people on the line.”
“This is the Las Vegas telegraph station. What’s up.”
“Not much. Hey, here a number to dial on your phone. 1-800-465-cheats.com”
“There’s a .com at the end of the number.”
“That’s the joke.”
“Ok, using telegraphs in 1927. What noobs do that.”
“Us.”
“And me. I’m the telegraph man of Portland, Oregon.”
“Sweet.”
It was Christmas Eve.
“I haven’t wrote my Christmas lijst yet,” ster said.
“Santa still knows what u want,” Kaltag replied.
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool.”
That night, ster heard a man. His voice was very familiar.
“Ho, ho, ho!”
“Santa!”
“Star, you’ve been a good boy this year! Here’s a bone for you. Stay good!”
“Thanks Santa.”
Santa left to put the presents underneath the last minuut tree. He did the same thing with Kaltag. The volgende day, they got up and opened their presents. As their tradition, they went to Jack in the Box, and went to a park. At the park, unfortunately, Tony got assassinated.
“Tony!” Kaltag yelled.
“Shit!” ster also yelled.
Ironically, the assassin was Stereotypage. The same guy that shot and killed Kaltag before The Covenant attack. The cops came to investigate.
“We’re sorry, but Vacaville is way larger than Nome, so it will take a lot longer to find the criminal,” an officer said.
“Wait, I’m a gun expert officer. Hand me that bullet.”
“We found a clue!”
“This bullet belongs to a sniper geweer-, geweer that’s illegal in 4 states. California, Alaska, Oregon, and Florida.”
“Ok.”
“Yeah, so u four dogs are going to have to find a new home.”
“I’ll go check if Bella and I could live with Nikki.”
“Who are we going to live with, Star?”
“Niko?”
“I don’t like him.”
“Lars?”
“Ok.”
Kaltag: hallo Tony got assassinated.
Nikki: That is so sad, dere.
Kaltag: Can I stay with you?”
Nikki: Shit man, I can’t.
Kaltag: Thanks anyway.
Nikki: Youse are welcome.
Star: hallo Lars, Can I stay with you?
Lars: Sure why not Ralph?
Star: He’s a jerk.
Lars: Oh, well u and Sola can come live in the separate apartment.
“Sola and I are able to live with Metallica.”
“Nikki isn’t able to keep me over.”
“Oh, where are u going to live?”
“I don’t know.”
ster texted Lars again.
Star: hallo Lars, would Kaltag and Bella be able to stay?
Lars: Ask James. He’ll approve any day. But sure.
Star: Thanks for helping my brother.
Lars: No problem.
The 4 called a taxi.
“Hey, yellow car!” Kaltag yelled.
“Ok, where to?”
“Take us to 372 Diamond Avenue.”
“Hey, ok, yep problem.”
“Excuse me?”
“There be no problem.”
“Ok then.”
The taxi driver with the funny accent took them to Metallica’s house.
“Ok friend, here we are.”
“Thanks, hallo can I have your card?”
“Here u are, pal.”
“Thanks.”
They rang the door bell, but there was no answer. The house had a basement, which mad it 4 floors, with another bedroom and bathroom. The 4 went there, to see Metallica rocking their asses off. There was a window only hardly large enough for Bella to fit through. When Metallica saw her, they were wondering what the hell. Kaltag fit his head through.
“Hey Kaltag!” James said.
ster also poked his head through. Same with Sola.
“Star!” Lars said.
“Wha’gwan me bredas?” Little Jacob asked.
“Jacob, what are u doing here?”
“Rasta, me saw Kaltag, and me was wondering, what was Kaltag doin’ here, so I just decided to join.”
“Ok.”
“Well Rasta, I gotto’ go so me will leave u alone.”
“I’ll go open the door,” Kirk said.
“Ok.”
Kirk opened the door and led them to the basement. That night, Lars told the dogs how to get to the separate apartment on the 3rd floor. Apparently the 4 got lost. James had to lead them. The separate apartment its self was large.
“Ok, should it be Kaltag and me in one room and Bella and Sola in the other, of Sola and me in one and Kaltag and Bella in the other?”
“To be honest, Sola and I don’t have a very good relationship.”
“We understand.”
Sola and ster made out a lot over the night. So did Kaltag and Bella. The volgende day, Lars was walking Sola and Star. A man named Steve, apparently Sola’s original owner freaked out when he saw her.
“Oh my god! Sola! It’s you! Ever since we were separated, I didn’t think I would ever see u again!”
“Hey, why don’t u have a face?”
Steve took that offensively and pissed him off.
“Why is your forehead so big!?”
That kind of joke pisses him off meer than Dave Mustaine.
“Your head is all forehead!”
“You have a huge forehead but tiny brain.”
“Where is your face?”
Steve threw a hard stempel, punch at Lars, knocking him out. Steve took Sola.
“Star!”
“Sola!”
ster ran to Sola.
“Get out of here stray ass!”
ster went back to revive Lars. On the ground, he dropped his wallet which had Steve’s address. They went home.
The volgende day, ster went to Steve’s house.
“Hey Sola.”
“Star, you’re going to get yourself killed.”
“I’m supported door the beam right now.”
“I don’t mean that. I mean Steve.”
“Oh.”
“It might be best that u leave so he won’t kill you. When I’m able to get out, I’ll visit you.”
“Ok.”
They kissed for about 6 seconden 3 times. ster got down. He fell and landed on Steve’s Skyline.
“That’s going to leave a mark on me and the car.”
“Alright Sola, u know the drill.”
“I hate this.”
ster was about 100 feet from Sola’s when he heard Steve ster to yell.
“What! You’re pregnant! Sola, u are grounded! Who made u pregnant!? I’m going to seek and destroy him!”
ster ran as fast as he could to safety, despite his back pain. He came back and fell to the ground.
“Ahh, my back!”
“Star are u ok?” Lars asked.
“That depends on how bad falling from a 2 story building and landing on a Skyline sounds.”
“Aww, here let me rub it.”
“Oh, that’s relieving! More!”
“What’s going on Star?”
“I fell from a 2 story building and landed on a Skyline.”
“Oh.”
“What’s wrong with Star?” Rob asked.
“He fell from a 2 story building and landed on a Skyline.”
“Here let me take care of it.”
Rob rubbed Star’s back using his strumming hand.
“Oh, Rob, you’re awesome at this! My back feels so much better! Thank u Rob!”
“Damn it, I left behind the Armada again!”
Kaltag went to go get his Armada. He came back and Parked it. That night, ster and Kaltag went back to Sola’s house. Steve was gone. Kaltag was able to pick the window lock. Sola was laying there crying.
“Sola, I’ve come do get you!”
“Star, if u take me, Steve will meld it.”
“What can he do?”
“He’s a Staff Sergeant in the Air Force.”
“Oh.”
“He’s also removing the puppies and getting me spayed tomorrow.”
“Crap! Come with me!”
“Alright, but we’ll most likely be hunted down.”
“Come on!”
“Alright.”
They ran out and away from the house. Steve was pulling in.
“Hey! Sola, get back here!”
“Keep running!”
They made it to the Armada. They drove off and came back to Metallica’s house.
“Hey, we got Sola, but it turns out Steve is in the Air Force and can meld it.”
“What! I’m really sorry, it pains me to say this but I can’t let u live here.”
“I understand. Just let us get Bella, and we’re out. I’ll still contact you.”
“Sounds good.”
“Bye.”
“Bye.”
All 4 were loaded up, and they headed out. About 2 miles from Metallica’s house, 3 police cars appeared behind them.
“I’ll stop.”
“Don’t!”
The cop came to him.
“Hi sir, look, all we want is Sola back. If we could have her back that would be great.”
“No.”
“What do u mean no?”
“I love her too much.”
“Well, I have to give u 2 fix-it tickets. One for no front license plate, and one for you, a dog driving.”
ster floored it, and the 3 cops just left.
“If this were Alaska, I would have 4 police stars right now.”
“Yeah.”
“One word, nice cops.”
“Alright come back in.”
At least Star, Kaltag, Sola, and Bella have a good home.
volgende story takes place 2 months later.