The New Addition

by Missy398 (a Wocky)

I was spoiled. A spoiled yellow Wocky. Spoiled since birth by my wonderful owner (whose name, of course, shall not be said). She always bought me toys, gave me the best of foods, and the best of everything else. She sent me to Training School, and my points and levels went up. I was really pampered. I guess that's why trouble arose when she came.

It was late one afternoon, icy buckets of rain poured from the swirling dark clouds above us. I was laying in my bed, staring out into space. I licked my paw, and I saw my owner in the den, making a phone call. I turned over on one side, and closed my eyes lightly. I let out a long, deep yawn, stretching my thin pink tongue out of my mouth. My claws dug into the pillow on my bed, causing some scratch marks. I smiled. Life was good. "Yes, uh huh, that's right, Ms. Worley. Ten O' clock tomorrow sound good?" I looked up. My owner was talking to the head of the adoption agency. Surely, she wouldn't put me, her only pet, in the adoption center! "All right, Ms. Worley, you take care. All right, buh bye." She hung up immediately. Her face was worried as she stared at me, but her voice was cheerful. "Well, Missy, why don't we fix you up something good to eat, and then we can spend some time together before tomorrow?" I gulped. I didn't like the sound of that.

Tomorrow came quick as ever. I was awaken early in the morning, by my owner. "Missy get up." I slowly got up, grunting. I staggered through the house, following her, as she put on her jacket. She blew a kiss to me, and said, "All right Missy, I'm leaving. I'll be back in a bit. Love you." And she walked through our door. She was gone.

Well, maybe she didn't want to put me in the pound. Maybe she had to do something else? Later that day, she came home with a small package in her arms. "Say hello, Missy," she said. She opened the top of the box, and smiled down into it. I scrunched my nose, as I peered down at the thing in the box. It was small, and had big, floppy ears. It was yellow, and had a yellow mane, and a yellow bow. A Usul.

"This is your new sister, SunShine," she said cheerfully. I looked down at the Usul. This means war, I thought.

Over the next couple of weeks, SunShine and I didn't get along well at all. She spilled my paint all over me, from the expensive Paint Set my mommy bought. She ate my sandwich when I wasn't looking. She always changed my favourite shows to Happy Time Playland, which was some baby show. I disliked her very much.

Then one day, things changed. "Come on you rich reject!" The kids at school teased. I held back my tears. They always picked on me because they thought that I thought I was better than them, but I don't. We're all the same. "Whatta you gonna do, reject? Hire a police Officer to come and save you?" I shook my head, which let loose some tears. Ignore them. I thought. Yeah, easy for you to say. "RICH REJECT!" the kids' voices chanted.

"SHUT UP!" I heard a familliar high pitched voice yell angrily. I spun around. It was SunShine. "SHUT UP!" she repeated.

"What are ya gonna do?" asked Tommy the Tatsu.

"Hurt you," she replied.

Then, as I have never seen her before, her hair got all frizzy and spikey. Her eyes glowed blue. Her sharp teeth showed, and her tiny hand was clenched into a fist. Everyone screamed and ran away, and from then on never picked on me again. Like I said, I LOVE my new sister, the new addition to our family!

The End