User blog:InklingBear/Life of Pets - Matadog

Story #32 - Matadog
7:00 am

It was such a calm Saturday morning down in the good neighborhood of Royal Woods. With empty skies of cyan, only showing the sun, to the inaudible sounds of the neighbors, it was all quiet at a time like this. Some people may be up early for a morning jog, as others were still sound asleep in their home.

For once in a long while, Charles was in a slumber, resting alongside a bed that belonged to the middle child of the family, Lincoln. He missed having to sleep inside, he even begged the child to sleep with him again. It was all worth it though, never mind that it lasted for more than five minutes.

As Lincoln roused up from his bed, the small white pooch had a little dream. It was a playful one, where the dog himself was the master at what he did best: playing as… the "bull". While a dream like this wouldn't be much of a surprise to the other pets, it was one of the things that made him feel confident.

Such courage, such passion, all in one small package.

In a bullfighting rink, filled with a large crowd, Lincoln on the other hand, was the host. He began to break into detail about the event that's happening now.

"Alright everybody, that's enough chit-chat for now! It's time for the main event! Let's all put our hands together for, the courageous, Lana Loud!"

As the young tomboy herself, Lana took the center stage as she held on tight to a red blanket, people cheered her on in praise, shouting positive comments and throwing flowers all around just for her. The filthy twin herself gave a good bow to the immense amount of applause directed towards her.

"And now… let's get ready to fight! Send in the bull!"

Most of the people in the stands weren't ready for what they were about to witness with their own peripheral vision. Nevertheless, they'll hype anything if given the chance. As Charles, the "bull" himself began to charge in the ring, the standing ovation for the duo started skyrocketing into the stars. His majestic appearance had dazzled the stands. The animal did anything he could to give audiences a show they'd always cherish in their minds.

Lana the matador waved the blanket around, in hopes to fixate the dog's mind on a source of warmth.

"Toro, Charles! Toro, toro!" the child gladly spat at the top of her lungs. She was easily able to catch her pet's attention with ease. Already having the matador as his priority, Charles pawed at the dirt, and snorted before he charged at her soon after. Lana was definitely ready, the closer the dog got.

As she shifted her body towards the other direction while Charles passed her, she shouted "Ole!" Much to the crowd's delight, they yelled out in praise, showering the duo with more of their cheering. Impressions were being made.

The sounds of the affectionate reception in the dog's dream triggered his tail to wag around. It even put a little smile on his face. His face turned to a small shade of pink from the astonishing dream performance. It's almost like he doesn't want to put a stop to his dream anytime soon, given the fact that he may just be a lazy dog on the outside. Despite that, nobody would forget that soft spot he has on the inside.

Charles began panting as he glanced at a portion of the observing audience. It didn't take him long to pretend to look to his left and right just to elicit a good laugh from the crowd. And as expected, they did. Already fooled once, there was shame to pretend to inflict on the child. Given that it was the dog's dream to begin with, the child simply brushed that aside.

"Toro, boy!" Lana said, waving her blanket once again to her right.

Catching Charles' attention again, the pup sprinted towards her again. This time, as the dog was only a few feet away, the filthy matador swiped the blanket to the other direction, the dog passing her once again as it revealed a bouquet of white roses.

The white pup took notice, fixating his vision onto the flowers. He stopped to take in a little whiff of them as the crowd lended yet another hand to the two once again. Charles was extremely happy in his own little fantasy where he and the plumber and avid animal nurturer A quick sneeze from the little animal later, Lana whistled before she called out to him, in hopes to get his undivided attention again for possibly one more round.

"Toro Charles!" she spat, moving the blanket around for the third time in a row. "Come 'n get it!"

Shaking his head, Charles paid the kid some attention. He was ready for yet another round with the kid. Pawing down on the dirt, the dog gave her everything he's got. With a low audible growl, he charged at the kid at top speed.

This was the closer.

Preparing herself, Lana got herself a good stance, continuing to motion the blanket around as the dog approached closer and closer to her. The crowd's chatter audibly got dwindled as the possible last standoff was heightened to a good extent. Whether everyone at the event was ready or not, it was time to give the audience something to remember and cherish for a long while.

When Charles was only a few feet away, distanced from the Loud that had a passion for plumbing, stink, and animals, Lana jerked the blanket to the other direction, making the dog crash into a stack of waffles with bacon on top. Rolling for a bit before coming to a stop, Charles began his exuberant reaction to noticing breakfast, surrounding the pup on all sides. Panting and a frantic tail wag in, he let out a happy little bark before he immediately dug in.

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As the finale was completed. Lana gave herself a bow as the crowd cheered the two on. Happy from the performance, Charles ran to the child and knocked her down to the ground. His slobbering tongue provided several licks to her face. Reactions shifted from happy to warming hearts of thousands. It was definitely something to cling to and have on everybody's minds for a while. Everybody had a good time, and so did Land and her best friend, Charles.

The duo got up from the ground. The child, wiping Charles' slobber off her face before she waved and yelled "Thank you everybody!" as Charles included in an excited howl.

"Everybody! Let's all give it up for the great duo themselves: Lana, and-"


 * BEEP, BEEP*

7:30am

The abrupt sound of Lincoln's clock awoken the dream-filled pup. Looking around for a few seconds, Charles irritably closed his eyes halfway. Now that he could barely even remember what happened in his dream anymore, there goes a reason to become such a grumpy little animal. Awakening to his feet. Charles let out a yawn before he slowly walked out of Lincoln's tight room.

The first thing he saw today was a blanket moving around in the hallway. Charles had himself thinking. Was he dreaming, or not? Nevertheless, confusion filled him. At the same time, he felt the urge to make a run for the blanket. As he ran to the blanket, he heard some voices.

"Hey Mom..., Do you need this blanket laid out for you somewhere?"

"Yeah honey, just bring it on down here, I need to wash it with some other stuff anyway."

When he jumped at the blanket, he didn't expect to run into someone who was standing right on the other side. That someone just happened to be Lincoln Loud himself. The impact and force the dog had, pushed him back a few steps, before he caught a grip on the blanket and unknowingly, the confused dog.

Unveiling the covers, Lincoln caught a glimpse of Charles as the dog would ultimately mimick the same actions as the boy. Both confused, the animal first tried to break the ice by letting out an tired, but baffled bark.

"Oh, sorry Charles. It'll take me a little while before I can get you your treats." Lincoln replied. "But I promise, I'll make this as quick as I can, alright?"

Charles concluded the conversation by rolling his eyes and irritably glancing at the reader. So much for having a dream come true.

~End~