The Runt: A Virtual World
By [
Nekko Fox]
Tod was dozing in Amy's arms as she walked, the rocking motion relaxing the young pup in much the same way a cradle would. Suddenly, Tod was rudely awakened when he heard someone shouting close by, followed by running feet. Wincing at the ringing in his ears, Tod tried to cover his head with his paws as the person shouting drew closer. He heard Amy scold the shouter in hushed tones.
"Sheila! Tod's napping! Don't be so loud!"
Tod suddenly recognized Sheila's voice. She began to apologize, but was cut short by more, heavier footsteps. Tod hazily concluded that it must have been Mark, and his suspicions were confirmed when the cat groaned breathlessly.
"Dear Gods! What does a cat have to do to get you guys to stop walking? Whew..."
Tod rolled over and yawned, pawing sleep from his eyes and stretching his tail. Amy stopped walking and Tod looked up at her smiling face.
"Glad to see you're awake, Tod. Sorry about disturbing you."
Tod smiled at her then looked over at Sheila and Mark. They both looked winded and tired, but Mark especially. He said something about being out of shape then straightened up and cleared his throat.
"Well, we took care of the little mess Tod left behind. Apparently that young lady that smacked your brother went straight off to tell her folks that there was a pedophile at the park. We ran into them just as she was demanding they call the police and have Tod arrested. We spoke with the parents and told them about Tod, about how he's a runt, and they were more than understanding. From what we gathered, the young girl...what was her name?"
Tod ran a paw through his golden hair and sighed.
"Her name is Luciana...she prefers being called Lucy though...I thought she was nice. Well, at first."
Unexpectedly, both Sheila and Mark burst into laughter. Tod cocked his head to the side and waited for them to quiet before inquiring the obvious.
"What? What's so funny?"
Sheila, now leaning on Mark's sweaty shoulder, covered her face with her paw as she struggled to control the few small snickers that were escaping. After a few more seconds, she explained.
"Tod, Lucy is the playground bully. When we spoke with her parents they told us that she's been violent with other kids quite often and usually for ridiculous things."
She turned and looked at Mark.
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