The Housepet Games: Chapter Three
Chapter Three
King was running through the forest as fast as his tiny legs
would carry him.
Stupid little dog
body, he growled inside his head. Why couldn't that stupid bird turn me into a
Rottweiler or something?
But he didn't stop.
Glancing over his shoulder, he could only just make out the cornucopia
in the distance. His heart began to beat
faster with fear. Where was
everybody? They could be anywhere in
this forest. Ready to jump out and stick
a sword though his...
"Raaaaugh!" someone cried, springing out from behind a tree.
"Aaah!" King screamed, unable to stop himself from barreling
straight into his attacker. He knocked
them both over, and they rolled across the ground for a few feet before coming
to a rest.
"Oh, King, it's you!" Fox exclaimed. In his hand, he held a spear that was taller
than he was.
"Fox?" King asked, springing to his feet. "You're coming after me?!"
"Not intentionally," Fox explained. "I just heard you coming."
King glanced around, desperately searching for something to
fend the larger dog off with.
"Hmm..." Fox murmured. "I've
got an idea! How about you and I work
together to beat the others?"
"What good will that do?" King demanded. "We'll still have to fight each other
eventually."
"We can worry about that when we get to it," Fox said. "For now, all I know is that we'll both be a
lot better off if we work together."
King considered this.
Fox was right, he realized. With
his diminutive size, not to mention his lack of a weapon, King was at a great
disadvantage.
"All right," he agreed.
"Cool!" Fox exclaimed, clapping his friend on the back. "Let's go hunt some losers!"
As the two of them walked, Fox continued to talk, "You know,
I'm enjoying this a lot more than I thought I would. This is exciting!"
"You don't happen to have anything else on you that I can
fight with, do you?" King asked.
"Well, I've got this," Fox pulled out a curved knife. It was short in the larger dog's hands, but
in King's paws it was the size of a sword.
"Sure, that'll work," King agreed, taking a couple of
practice swings with it.
"Now we're talking!" Fox whooped in exhilaration. "Let's go win this thing!"
As they continued walking, though, King couldn't stop one
last dark thought creeping through his mind.
But
there can only be one winner...