When the male still didn't leave her be Amity sighed. She stopped again to look at him. "You act like a stray dog... Can you speak? English?" she didn't know how to communicate with a human dog. This was so odd... "What's your name?" she asked, resting a hand on the stranger's cheek though she still felt really shy and uneasy. He was cute... Even though he was acting like a dog.
Fred barked happily when she said "speak". He had learned a few tricks a while ago and was eager to learn more, he loved pleasing people. He was somehwat startled when she put her hand on his cheek....
Frederick shook his head, startled. He wasn't in pain, and nothing sad seemed to happen. The cat girl had her hand on his cheek...strange..
"Huh...wha? What's going on? Rgggg..." his voice shifted back into confused whining.
Amity's large eyes watched the boy a little shyly when she realized he could in fact speak. "You were following me." Amity let her thumb rub back and forth on the male's cheek. "I am Amity. What is your name?" she spoke slowly and unsure since he'd started his whining again. Something about him made her want to smile though... Amity didn't think he wanted to really hurt her anymore.
Fred was confused. He remembered something he didn't understand...making different barks? He tried it again, but just barked confusedly. He could tell this isn't what the girl wanted him to do, and started pawing at the ground, whining a little. Some part of his brain recongnzed the word "name", and, using vocal chords he didn't know he had, he mumbled, "Fa-red."
"Fred?" Amity giggled softly at the way he spoke. She was catching on that he had more of a dog brain. "Well listen Fred. I've got to go okay? And you can't follow me. You need to go home." she straightened up and gave an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry." she then tried to walk away from the boy again. Amity really needed to get home.
*get to her grandmother's house.
Fred, still puzzled by the sound he made with his mouth, didn't immediately follow Amity. He got the impression she wanted him to go home, but she was nice about it, so it must be the best thing to do. He whined once after her, then turned around and trotted back to his house.
Amity ended up having to spend the night at her grandmother's place because she wouldn't let Amity go home so late. It was a good thing it was the weekend and she didn't have school or else her parents would have been much angrier. She thought about Fred that night and it brought a smile to her face. He was cute in a silly sort of way.
Fred went home to the big guy. He remembered what had made the girl happy and barked "Fa-red" to him, but he only took the coin purse away and sent him to his room. Fred snuggled under his moth-eaten blanket and fell asleep, thinking about the nice girl he met.
In the morning Amity got up early in hopes that she could get the pie home without waking her parents. It was almost five a.m. when she told her grandmother goodbye and left for her house. Part of Amity wanted to see Fred again and part of her didn't because she didn't want him to frighten her and the pie to get ruined again.
Big Guy wasn't in the house when Fred awoke. His stomach started screaming at him, HUNGRY HUNGRY HUNGRY, and he immediately wet outside to scavenge for his breakfast.
He smelt the girl from before, but quite a distance away, but something told him to stay away. Even though he smelt another pie, a voice stronger than his stomach forbid it. A nearby alley promised crusts and crumbs, and Fred galloped into it hopefully.
Amity was relieved when she was able to get the pie home, on the table, and getout of the house again before her parents could wake. She had left them a note with the pie to say that she went for a walk. Amity may recieve punishment later but she hated staying in that house that she didn't consider home. And part of her was kind of hoping to see the silly dog boy again. He made her smile and laugh though he was peculiar.
There was a smelly guy in the alley. He didn't look very happy, but he did have food. Fred whined, hoping for a crumb, but the man said something loud and mean. Fred whined a little more, and the man slapped his face.
Frederick touched his nose in surprise, narrowed his eyes and hissed, "same to you, buddy," slapping the man back with his now-enhanced arm. He felt his own nose, realizing it was warm and wet. Nosebleed--perfect, long-lasting but slight pain that would him a few minutes of consciousness. He stood on two legs, brushed himself off a little, and decided to go for a walk.
((I never replied to thissss! I will as soon as I can. So sorry. D:))
((It's fine! Whenever you get time!!))
Like a lot of the time when she had it to herself Amity walked along the back roads. They were dusty and not yet paved because their town was a bit small. When she saw someone walking in the distance of the long road her head tilted. She couldn't recognize the person from so far away but soon the half cat girl realized it was the dog boy. "Fred?" she called, making sure her black beenie was on securely over her ears. She bit her full bottom lip nervously and in anticipation for the boy to come running at her.
Fred stepped back in surprise at seeing Amity. "A...Amity?" He asked incredulously. He checked Fred's consciousness sleeping inside him...yes, Fred would be asleep for at least an hour more. He could talk to Amity without fear of Fred breaking loose and hurting her.
"Hey, Amity!" He yelled, starting to run toward her but slowing to a walk when he saw how scared she was. "It...it's ok. I..I'm human now. For a while."
Whem Amity didn't hear a bark and see Fred running but yet walking towards her she became even more nervous. Amity didn't know how to talk to boys. And really cute boys at that. "Human?" Amity whispered when they had come face to face. The pink in her cheeks really stood out from how pale she was and her brilliant blue eyes were wide and beautiful as ever. "U-Um... Good." she squeaked, looking down at her feet.
((sry, the first "fred" in my last post was supposed to be "frederick"...need to get this down :P))
"Just my mind--I can think like a person now," Frederick explained, "Not like before. Again, I'm really sorry about that, my dog-brain is usually in control. But not now, not for the next hour or so."
"Oh." Amity said quietly. She still kept her eyes on her feet, shy nature coming back like when they had first met because she didn't know how to speak to Frederick.