Right Back to Where I Started
A red Lupe paced back and forth in his old, rusty cage as
he watched a young twelve year old boy enter through the pound doors. The Lupe
spied at a sign next to his cage that read: "Please handle this Lupe with care.
Can get out of control at times." The Lupe snorted, tossing his nose. He had been
stuck in the pound for way too long. This boy had to adopt him or he'd go completely
crazy. The boy walked past the cages peeking closely inside each one. He walked
closer to the Lupe. The Lupe pressed his nose against the bars and stared at the
boy. The boy caught his glance, and smiled.
"Hello, I'm Dan!" the boy greeted.
"I'm Cojiro," the Lupe replied, a bored look
in his eye.
Dan suddenly turned his head to read the sign
next to Cojiro's cage. Dan looked back at Cojiro and raised his eyebrows. "Is
that sign true?" he asked, a bit of fear in his voice.
"Oh, that? No, no, of course not. They just
don't want me to get adopted. Just because my last owner told them lies about
me," Cojiro explained.
Dan smiled and walked over to the Uni that was
sitting at the desk. Dan said a few words to her, then pointed to Cojiro. Then
he pulled out a sack of Neopoints. The Uni counted them, the trotted over to
Cojiro's cage. Taking a silver key in her hand she delicately opened the cage
door and allowed Cojiro to jump out.
"Good luck with him," the Uni sighed as she
made her way back to the desk.
Dan ignored her and walked out the pound doors
with Cojiro at his side. Dan stared at the ground and asked, "So, uh... how
old are you?"
"I'm pretty young," Cojiro answered, his voice
"Ah," Dan said, squinting at Cojiro. He paused
and noticed a huge chunk of Cojiro's ear was missing. Dan questioned, "Hey,
why is part of your ear missing?"
Cojiro's eyes widened. Then he stammered, "I...
uh, well, I sort of... you see... I accidentally cut myself when I was... chopping
wood! Fire wood!"
Dan didn't buy the lie, but he understood that
Cojiro didn't completely trust him yet. Dan just grinned a little. The rest
of the walk was quiet.
"This is your new home," Dan sighed as they
walked down the path to a small home that was made mostly of wood. The house
next door looked mostly like a farm. Cojiro flicked his tail from side to side
"It's okay," he said, a little interest beginning
to spark in his eyes.
"You'll get to like it," Dan replied as he walked
up to the door and pushed it open. It was a cozy enough home, just big enough
for two. Dan walked Cojiro down a short hall and opened the door to a tiny room.
"This is my room?" Cojiro assumed, stepping
inside. He eyed the bed and two toys that were laying on the desk.
Dan nodded and answered, "Yes, it is." He looked
at the Techo clock that hung on the wall and added, "Wow, it's getting late.
You better get some sleep."
Cojiro yawned, "Okay... good night." Dan left
while Cojiro got in his bed and got comfortable. Cojiro sighed and turned to
lay on his right side. Then he turned on his left side. Then his right. Then
his left. Finally he sat up and decided that he just wasn't tired yet. Cojiro
lazily moped out of bed and down into the kitchen. He was about to grab something
to eat, when he heard a noise outside. Cojiro froze but his tail still swayed
slowly from side to side. Cojiro lowered his head and made his way towards the
door. Looking around, Cojiro pushed the door open with his nose and stepped
outside onto the wet grass. He looked up at the bright moon that provided enough
light to see where he was walking. Cojiro trotted toward the fence that divided
Dan's house and the neighbor's house. He sat upon the fence and rested his head
on one of the posts. His ears perked forward at the noise he heard in the kitchen.
Cojiro lifted his nose and smelled something. Squinting, he looked beyond some
bushes and saw a Snorkle, playing in the mud happily. Cojiro smiled a little,
wagging his tail faster. He looked behind him, making sure that Dan wasn't anywhere
near. Cojiro leaped down off the fence and into the neighbor's property. Cojiro
trotted towards the Snorkle, lowering his head and growling viciously. The Snorkle
squealed and dashed out of the mud, kicking up some of the mud as he ran. The
mud that the Snorkle kicked up hit Cojiro's face. The Lupe howled with anger
and chased the Snorkle all around the area. Cojiro wiggled through some small
spaces and leaped over high bushes, knocking over anything in his way. The Snorkle
suddenly tripped and landed flat on it's face. Cojiro grinned victoriously and
walked closer to the Snorkle then...
"Stop!" a voice yelled.
Cojiro leaped up with surprise and asked, "What?
"Get off of my property!" the voice yelled again.
A boy, about sixteen, walked out from the house with a weapon in his hand, that
almost looked like a lightning gun. The boy stormed over to Cojiro and aimed
the weapon right at him. "Get... off... of... my property... now," he commanded,
narrowing his eyes at Cojiro.
"Okay," Cojiro whimpered, his ears folding back
as he quickly made his way towards his home. Cojiro dashed down the path and
froze when he saw Dan, standing by the door, arms crossed while he impatiently
tapped his foot. Cojiro gulped and slowly walked towards Dan. He looked up and
awaited his lecture.
"Cojiro," Dan hissed, glaring deep into Cojiro's
eyes. "This is your first night here and you already caused a whole lot of chaos.
You should never go to Greg's petpet farm!"
Greg, Cojiro thought. That's the name
of that boy...
Dan interrupted his thoughts. "Cojiro!" Dan
nearly screamed, stamping his foot on the ground, making a long echo. "You're...
you... ugh! Just go to bed right now."
"Okay," Cojiro whispered, walking past Dan and
through the open door. He dashed into his room, slammed the door, and began
Cojiro awoke early in the morning to find a
note on his door that said that Dan had gone out to buy some food. Cojiro crumpled
up the note and tossed it behind him, then walked into the hall. Cojiro's jaw
instantly dropped. Cojiro looked forward and couldn't even speak as he observed
the mud that covered the walls, the floor, and even the ceiling. Did Dan
do this? Oh no! What if someone framed me? What if Dan gets rid of me? What
if he thinks this is me and he grounds me? What if it's Dan that's framing me?
Cojiro thought, panic filling his mind. Cojiro suddenly looked down and saw
a mud covered Snorkle rolling around on the floor, leaving a mess everywhere
he went. Cojiro curled his lip and the hair on his back stuck straight up. The
Snorkle looked around, then looked up. Seeing Cojiro's rage, the Snorkle squealed
and scampered out the door, with Cojiro right behind him. Cojiro's jaw was just
inches from the Snorkle as they leaped over the fence and onto Greg's property.
Cojiro knew he shouldn't be there and that he'd get in so much trouble, but
the Snorkle would be his excuse. Cojiro dashed through some mud as the Snorkle
fell into a pail of water. Cojiro laughed as he approached the pail and looked
inside. He saw the Snorkle stuck in there, trying to wiggle its way out. Seeing
the Snorkle completely helpless, Cojiro grinned and began his revenge.
Dan was whistling a happy song as he walked
down the stone path to his house. There, in front of his door, he saw Greg with
a Snorkle in his arms, along with Cojiro sitting nervously at his side.
"Keep your Lupe off my property," Greg demanded,
pointing at Cojiro.
Dan stared at Cojiro and asked, "What did he
"He nearly killed my Snorkle!" Greg yelled,
showing Greg his injured, bruised Snorkle.
"Cojiro, why did you hurt the Snorkle?" Dan
asked, attention now directing at the Lupe.
Cojiro explained, "When I woke up, the house
was covered with mud, and I saw that Snorkle, so I took care of it!"
Greg said, "Yeah, right! My Snorkle was perfectly
clean while you... you're covered in mud!"
Cojiro stared at his fur. It was true. He was
completely covered. "It's not what it looks like!" Cojiro screamed. "The Snorkle
got stuck in a pail of water which cleaned it off and I chased the Snorkle through
"Makes sense to me," Dan muttered, scratching
"It doesn't to me!" Greg yelled. "That's the
worst excuse I've ever heard!"
Dan stated, "Greg, I believe Cojiro. It'll be
okay. Cojiro and I will help you clean up the mess he made."
"No, I don't want you to. That Lupe will only
cause more messes," Greg said, patting the Snorkle on the head. "Okay, he'll
get away with it this time. But if he causes any more trouble... he's gone!"
With that, Greg stormed off, leaving Dan and Cojiro alone.
"Cojiro, don't worry. I believe you," Dan said,
"Why doesn't it feel like it?" Cojiro sighed,
moping inside. Once again he crawled into his room, slammed the door shut, and
cried his heart out.
That morning, Cojiro awoke early in the morning
and had breakfast and talked a lot with Dan. By now, Dan and Cojiro were very
close. They went out, ate some chocolate, and visited Terror Mountain. Cojiro
felt as if he had never had a better friend.
That night, Cojiro decided to get a little fresh
air and take a walk alone. Dan trusted him not to return to Greg's house. Cojiro
trotted down the road, then turned back. While walking home, he noticed that
Greg's front door was wide open. That isn't very safe. Someone could just
walk right in and steal something, Cojiro thought, biting his lip. But
I promised Dan I wouldn't go there... I'll get in big trouble if I break something
or knock something over... Cojiro sighed and looked at the ground. He suddenly
perked up when he thought, Well, I won't goof off! I'll just go over there
and shut the door. Cojiro made sure he wouldn't do anything to harm Greg's
property as he strode up to the front door, lifted his paw, and slammed it shut.
Cojiro heard something. He turned around and
faced the door. The door slowly opened. There stood Greg, cake coating his face.
A plate that had once had a huge cake atop it was now empty except for a few
crumbs. Frosting and bits of cake were found on the door. Turned out that Greg
had left the door open so he could easily move the cake outside. Right when
he was walking out the door, Cojiro slammed it shut. Greg wiped the frosting
off of his face. Even through the darkness of the night, Cojiro could see the
rage and anger in his face. Cojiro instantly turned around and took off running
towards his house.
"You are in so much trouble!!" Greg screamed
as he ran after Cojiro.
Please don't let him get me! Please, oh,
please, oh, please! Cojiro thought over and over again, looking over his
shoulder, seeing that Greg was quickly gaining on him. Cojiro slipped through
the fence and dashed down the path. He shoved the door open with his nose and
finally thought he was safe, when he felt someone grab his tail and yank back,
making Cojiro tumble backwards onto the grass.
"No!" Cojiro screamed, trying to get up, but
he was much to tired to run again.
"I finally got you! Now you're going to pay!"
Greg panted as he pulled out a cage.
"No! Please! Please, no! You can't!" Cojiro
Greg grabbed Cojiro and stuffed him into the
cage. He yelled, "Too late!"
"Is everything okay out here?" Dan asked as
he dashed outside. He saw Cojiro in the cage. Dan called, "Cojiro! Dan, what
do you think you're doing?!"
"Taking care of something," Greg replied as
he began dashing towards his house, trying to get his bike.
"Stop! Greg, get back here! You can't do this!"
Dan shrieked as he ran behind Greg. But Greg was too far in front of Dan. Dan
could never catch up. Greg grabbed his bike, threw the cage in the back on it,
and rode off. Greg was left in the dust, collapsed on the ground, crying.
Cojiro was whimpering and howling as Greg opened
the pound doors and threw a sack of Neopoints in front of a red Techo that sat
at the front desk. The Techo grabbed the cage and allowed Greg to leave. The
Techo peeked inside the cage and saw Cojiro, huddled in the back of the cage,
shivering. "Heh... nice to see you again, Cojiro," the Techo chuckled as he
opened the cage and put Cojiro into another. Cojiro looked around and saw everyone
that he had seen before, when he was still in the pound. He still had the sign
next to him that said:"Please handle this Lupe with care. Can get out of control
at times." Cojiro collapsed on the ground, right back to where he started.