addicted to M&C (help me Ty!)

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nessie

My heart pounded, and the shelf shook as Ty jumped onto it. My eyes opened, searching for him. Breath. I looked at him. "Daddy... is he ok??" I asked, instantly hoping he was. I couldnt dream of a day without either of my male family members. I wasnt as close to Scooter, Artemis, and mama.

The dane lay silent, stiff on the floor. His eyes were open, and so was his mouth, a site I never had to see, my daddy didnt allow it. Not only was I weak physically, but mentally also. There was only so much I could take.

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Tybalt whined as he moved closer to Nessie, trying hard not to look behind him to see if his father was alright or not. He, like Nessie, was not as attatched to his other two siblings yet. And he absolutely adored his mother, yes. But he looked up to his dad, wanted him to set examples. And he didn't know what he would do without Nessie.

After assuring that the Dane was dead, broken windpipe or something of the sort he assumed, Mercutio moved over to the fridge. "Dont look at him, sweetheart." He said softly to Nessie, referring to the Dane. He reached his head inside the fridge, very gently lifting Nessie into his mouth. Tybalt clambered down out of the fridge, ready to leave the house.


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nessie

My eyes scanned over the fridge, as I was lifted into daddy's mouth, and carried away. I caught a glimps of the dog, and quickly shut my eyes. It was like when you see a squirrell in the road, guts out the wazoo. You dont want to look, but its so.... ew.

I whimpered squeezing my eyes tighter shut, trying to block the image. I listened to the sound of daddy's and Ty's footsteps, moving together. Focusing on that helped remove the picture.

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Mercutio moved back down into the basement, Tybalt scramblign after him. The large mix leapt onto the table and reared on his hindlegs, placing Nessie softly in the grass on the other side of the window. He then lifted Tybalt, who had climbed onto the table using the box, and followed through himself. He then picked Nessie back up and started across the street, Tybalt hurrying after him.

Mercutio only stopped when they were back in the alleyway, and he then gently placed Nessie on the ground, sitting down beside her. Tybalt hurried over, still whimpering as he cuddled up beside his sister.

"What hurts, Nessie?" Mercutio asked softly.

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nessie

I felt the ground, and it wasnt something I wanted to feel. I had a perfect bliss going on, and then damn, theres the ground. I opened my eyes slowly, taking in my new surroundings. No more house exploring for me.
"Everything..." Least, that seemed like a good answer at the time. Everything was really numb, but when I moved, my whole body was ablaze. How the hell could I pinpoint what hurt the most?

I closed my eyes, wanting to wake to no pain, and maybe a new adventure. Well, I really could cross adventures off my list now, I didnt think Ty and daddy would really want me to move.

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Mercutio sighed and then shifted slightly, restless. He then whined to himself, unsure of what to do. Nessie was in pain, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. The feeling made Mercutio think he was going mad. There had to be something, he couldn't just sit here and let his daughter suffer...but what was there to do?

"It'll be alright, Nez." Tybalt said softly, though he sounded slightly unsure himself. If daddy didn't know what to do, then who would? Tybalt sighed. If he would have just told Nez not to enter the home, then she wouldn't be here hurt. The little puppy didn't know if he could handle so much blame being put on his shoulders, but he would try.

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nessie

I hoped it would. Being alright ment I wouldnt hurt.
Man, did i not want to hurt.
I sighed, pushing into the warmth I felt that came from my brother. It was nice to be... home. Though, under better circumstances, I would rather be here. I took in slow breaths, calming myself. Maybe, if I relaxed, I would heal faster.

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Mercutio sighed. It seemed like all he would be able to do was take care of Nessie as best as he could while she was hurt. And he was going to make sure that he did just that. "Nessie, are you hungry or thirsty?" He asked quietly. If she said no, he would curl up beside her and sleep. And if she said yes, he would instantly be off to find food.

Tybalt sighed to himself as he laid beside his sister, loving the warmth of her body. He just loved the warm...his father had told him that since he enjoyed the sun and other bodies so much, that he would probably like summer, when it was hot and water was refreshing to swim in. He had never been in water, but he really couldn't wait.

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nessie

Hmm... hungry. I was trying not to think about food, after the incident that macaronis had brought us into it. I opened an eye, thinking alittle. My stomach made a very tiny groan, letting me know that yeah, I was hungry.

I closed my eyes again, "Alittle. But I can wait." No way was daddy going to get me food. If I wanted it, I would get it. I didnt want to rely on my family. But then, I also had to face the truth, I would always need them, and no matter what, they wouldnt leave me. Even if I grew into an adult, I knew that Ty would stay with me. There, it was said.

I nodded alittle, barely enough to call it a nod. "Im fine daddy."

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Mercutio nodded when she said that she was fine. He then took a moment to look around the alleyway, making sure that they weren't visible from the street so that the dogcatchers would not wander it. And just in case anyone did stumble upon them, Mercutio laid in front of his puppies so that his body was blocking them from view, making sure he'd be the first and only thing seen by any intruders.

Tybalt cuddled up closer to Nessie, trying to block thoughts from his mind. How would that family react when they came home to find their dog dead, the marks on his throat showing that another dog had killed him? And those dreadful people that daddy called 'dogcatchers', would they figure out it was his daddy and search for him? Tybalt didn't see how they would, but he was just a puppy, head filled with worries.

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