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Dogday was on the ground, looking at the ceiling. He breathed deeply. It would be a peaceful scene except for the fact his legs weren't on his body anymore. Dogday had a content exterior all because of the gas, but deep down he felt numb to his surroundings. Probably because his lower body is torn apart from him…
It hurt. His body ached from the blood lost. Not only did it physically hurt him but his mind was beyond repair…
All of his friends were at the control of that…prototype…And he lost his best friend to his merciless bloodlust…
‘Where are you…?’ Dogday thought to himself.
That ‘thing’ was able to find him and it left him in this broken state…
Dogday wanted to feel some type of feeling that things would get better. He thought of the good times with his friends…
He thought of the time Hoppy Hopscotch woke up from a terrible nightmare, utterly terrified. But all of the friends comforted her through the night as they chatted about stories they had in their mind. She told them her terrible nightmare, and he found it weird how similar the situation he's in right now is eerily similar to Hoppy's nightmare…
Or that time they all went gardening with each other and Bubba found a worm squirming around in one of the flower pots. That was the day they all saw Bubba's biggest fear. They would always tease him about...
CraftyCorn would always convince him to let her paint his nails. He would always make a fuss about it, saying he didn't want to do it. But deep down, he enjoyed every second spending time with CraftyCorn, no matter how chatty she is.
When all of the critters favourite song came on the radio, they would always dance together, enjoying the moment. One time Dogday did twist his ankle while dancing. All the critters tended to him. And best of all, they treated themselves to ice cream!
Or when every Saturday, the critters would all pick a movie and snuggle together, enjoying eachothers company. They then would snack on unhealthy food and drinks and chat about
These pleasant memories made Dogday smile. If only they could be like that every day, no worries, no fear, just a life where they all can feel safe…
Some nights when they were all struggling to sleep, Catnap would give out that magical, red gas. It smelled like lavenders and the critters would be knocked out in seconds from it while Catnap would watch them sleep peacefully. Only now Dogday is realising how messed up that is?!
No matter what happened, Dogday always felt the closest to Catnap. He would always listen to Dogdays anxieties when he needed someone to vent too. Catnap would always make Dogday feel better about himself. However, Dogday would always think that Catnap was aggresive towards the other critters…
Catnap would get possesive over Dogday. When he would hang out with his other friends, Catnap would always point out the bad things in them and why he should leave them. Times like these made Dogday question their friendship, but he always pushed it away. Besides, the other critters would always make a good impression for Catnap…
Dogday felt a sadness come over him and he began to cry. Never again he would relive those happy times, never again. He would wonder what happened that caused Catnap to be like this…
He knew Catnap…atleast, he thought he did…
Painting pictures of the garden, baking cookies, playing fetch, all these memories came back to Dogday…As he heard metal clanging in the distance, he closed his eyes, trying to imagine that they were all together, safe and sound…
The sound of all his friends laughter filled his ear, even though they weren't anywhere to be seen…