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Post by Hedge on Mar 24, 2003 7:44:26 GMT -5
*Looks at Itchy with a surprised look*
"Why, thank you Itchy... that's just about the nicest thing any dog has ever said to me..."
*Hedge looks momentarily sad as she remembers a young boy who threw his arms around her neck and cried just before her new owners took her away from him... they had done so much together... she wondered who was protecting him now... *
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Post by Itchy on Mar 24, 2003 12:28:19 GMT -5
aww, gee Hegde, i'm not sure what i said but ahh, ahh, your welcome. Say, what's wrong? you looked upset for a second there. Are you okay? I hope your not sick?
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Mar 24, 2003 22:16:51 GMT -5
"Go suck wind, four eyes," Charlie grumbles, putting a paw on Killer's face and pushing him away--hard.
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Post by Killer on Mar 24, 2003 23:01:28 GMT -5
Killer falls backwards, losing his balance and crashing to the floor. He picks himself up quickly, using a bar stool for leverage. He glares at Charlie behind crooked glasses.
"Kiss my kibble, Charlie," he snarls bitterly, straightening his glasses and sulking away to take his place in the less violent group.
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Post by Itchy on Mar 24, 2003 23:08:02 GMT -5
Aww, Charlie, i think you broke him. maybe he needs the ice now...hehehe, :Douch! oh but i still need mine! So Hedge if your feeling well and all, would you, i mean, would you want to, that is if your not busy..go for a walk to the pear with ahh, charlie and me?
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Mar 25, 2003 21:33:56 GMT -5
"Who cares?" Charlie snorts, glaring after Killer, "And why do I have to come with you two to the pier? You're a big dog, Itch. Can't you go by yourself? I think you're old enough to go on a date without a chaperone."
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Post by Hedge on Mar 25, 2003 21:50:20 GMT -5
*Hedge is startled back to the present by the sounds of Charlie and Killer arguing... she looks down at Itchy and realizes he was speaking to her...*
"Oh, Itchy,I'm so sorry... I didn't hear you... what did you say?"
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Post by Itchy on Mar 26, 2003 0:51:54 GMT -5
DATE?!! Itchy then jumps up on his stool and clamps Charlies mouth shut with his paws I never said date Charlie, Talks threw the side of his teethI said walk, walk!
Ehh, Itchy lets go of Charlie then hops back down on the floor and looks up...way up at Hedge umm, Hedge, Charlie and I were going to go down by the pear and see whats up with the Madigra, err whatever, when you get outta work do you want to come along with us? if your feeling well and all that is?
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Post by Hedge on Mar 26, 2003 9:49:29 GMT -5
*Scowls at Charlie* "Gee, no wonder Flo hasn't been around here in a while... and no wonder she's thinkin' of dating that cute Newfoundland, Thor... (what a hunkahunka!)... Charlie! You are rude and a grump!!!" *To Itchy* "A walk on the pier? Sure, that sounds nice... Killer has to come to, tho' ... and Itchy... why do you keep asking me if I feel well? Do I look sick?"
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Post by Itchy on Mar 26, 2003 12:04:19 GMT -5
KILLER?!?! WHAT!?! no! i, umm, well, umm, sure if you think he wants to come, but we don't have to bother him, he's proably busy at work here and stuff...oh no you don't look sick, but for a second you looked sad like you maybe thinking of something sad or something? maybe it was some flat root beer? Charlie said his root beer was flat....mine was just danndy thanks!
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Mar 26, 2003 21:55:53 GMT -5
Charlie growls and shakes Itchy off, freeing his muzzle and rubbing his nose while glaring at his short-legged companion. He turns to Hedge with a furrowed brow. "What?! I am not a grump! I just don't like your four-eyed, broom-tailed, big-butted friend. He's a nuisance! And why do you want him tagging along anyway? If I was you, I'd be embarrassed to be seen with an old geezer mongrel like that!"
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Post by Killer on Mar 26, 2003 22:41:48 GMT -5
Killer has taken up position on an old sofa in the corner, but still within earshot of the others. As Itchy makes his comment to Charlie regarding their argument that got physical momentarily, he snorts."I may be old, but I don't break easy," he counters with a slight frown as he lies down and rests his head between his forepaws.
He perks up a bit as Itchy speaks of Hedge's previous saddened expression and decides he might want to investigate that later. He's never known Hedge to be a sad individual as she is so good at lifting others' spirits with her kind words and gentle smile. When she suggests that he accompany them down to the pier, he looks apprehensive at first, but, upon reconsidering, he sees that it might be an opportunity to ask Hedge a few questions."I'll come along," he says quickly, though not wanting to sound to eager, "The boss won't mind. I know you two like me about as much you like 'gator-gut gumbo, but I'll stay outta the way. You prob'ly won't even know I'm there." OOC- Yo! Itchy! You can start the new thread to follow-up on this one if ya want.
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Post by Hedge on Mar 27, 2003 7:54:57 GMT -5
*Glares at Charlie* "You know, Mr. Charlie boy, other than their physical appearance, there is NO DIFFERENCE between Itchy and his servile attitude towards you and Killer and his servile attitude towards Carface... If you were to tell Itchy to do the things that Carface tells Killer to do, he would do it... because you and Carface are the type of bully dogs who prey upon the weaknesses of others... look at what you were going to do to AnnMarie... dogs like you give the whole lot of us a bad name!!!!" *Grabs the remainder of Charlie's flat root beer and dumps it on his head!!!* "Ooooooooh, you make me so mad!!!"
*Turns and addresses Itchy and Killer* "I don't mean to insult either of you, but I honestly don't see why you cater to either one of these imbeciles... what have they got on you anyway?"
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Post by Itchy on Mar 27, 2003 8:05:57 GMT -5
Itchy laughs at the sight of flat root beer all over Charile Gee, Charlies'my boss, i get protection from him and he pays me for what i do, although not 50%....Charlies also a good friend and helps me out at times So you would like to got to the peir Hedge? that would be great!when do ya get off work?
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Post by Charlie B. Barkin on Mar 27, 2003 23:26:19 GMT -5
"Yaaah!" Charlie yelps and growls as Hedge empties the glass of flat root beer over his head, "That was uncalled for! And don't you dare compare me with Carface! I would never in my life demand that Itchy do my dirty work. I do my own. Itchy handles the tecnical end of things." As Itchy states his reasons for sticking with him, Charlie nods with a grateful smile to his comrade. "Thanks Itch. And, yeah! That's one up I have on Carface. At least my sidekick is also my friend--not my doormat!"
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