It's not me, it's the animal I have become!!
BLOSSOM*tearing up*: I-it's no use! Their gone! We'll never see them again!!!!!!
BUBBLES: YOU GUYS ARE GIVING UP?!! WIMPS!! NO MATTER WHAT IT TAKES, I'LL SAVE EM'! Getting hit by a car, pound people, e- even DYING! I WILL SAVE HIM!
(Scene changes to the boys in a cage. Butch is getting pissed. The dog in the cage next to them speeks.)
DOG: You dogs look weird! Dogs, you new? Pupps, I remember when I was. You dogs like being dogs? I don't I would love to be a clouded lepord, or something.... You like being a dog?
BUTCH*really upset*: SOMEBODY GET ME THROUGH THIS NIGHTMARE!! I CAN'T CONTROL MYSELF!! SO WHAT IF YOU CAN SEE! IT'S STUCK INSIDE OF ME! NOT ONLY EVERYTHING IT'S THE ANIMAL I HAVE BECOME! So please belive, it's just not the real me...so what it's not everthing! It's the ANIMAL I HAVE BECOME!! Somebody please get me through this nightmare!!!!!
BRICK: Ah! Somebody wake me from this dream!! It's not as it seams!! It's the animal I have become!!!
BOOMER: You guys are scaring me!!! I can't escape this tragic place! So let it bypass tonight!!
(Just then the cage opens, and a little girl picks up Boomer.)
BOOMER(panicking): Gu- ga- ga- GUYS!!!!! Please help!!
(The cage closes, and the boys that are left sit there, eyes closed, tears coming down Brick's eyes.)
BRICK*has tears coming*: Butch, it's over. Were dead dogs.
(Butch is laying there, on the floor, speechless.)
BRICK: BUTCH? BUTCH?!! BUTCH!!!!!!!!
BRICK: Oh, I thought you'd.....
(An older man, about 25-30, came and picked up Brick, and took him.)
BUTCH: Live with it.
BUTCH: JUST SHUTUP AND GO!!!!
BRICK: I hate you!
(Brick eyes are filling up with tears, and he looks away. A lady comes and looks at Butch.)
LADY: I will have this one.
POUND GUY: Sure thing miss!
(The man picks up Butch and before he hands her to the lady, Butch does something unexpected.)
BUTCH: GET YOU'RE DIRTY TWO - LEG HANDS OFF ME!!!!!!
(Butch sinks his teeth into the mans arm, causing him to bleed.)
MAN: OWW! GET HIM!
(Butch runs out the door, getting away. The man pulls out his shot gun, aims for Butch and...)
(He starts whimpering, then slows down, and colapses.)
MAN: My deed here is done.
(He gets up and walks away, leaving Butch on the ground. Scene changes to the girls.)
BUTTERCUP: Huh! I sense something wrong!
BUTTERCUP: Butch.... he's not living.....
(Her eyes tear up, and then she starts crying.)
BUBBLES: I think this is serious!
BLOSSOM: Yeah! I hope this isn't true!
TO BE CONTINUED...
Stupid dog! Take that!