HT One-Shot Compilation

The Werewolf Pup Runaway

[Wanye decides to runaway because he figures he and Willie are too responsible and annoying to their family; they should've asked an adult to drive... Willie on the other hand doesn't believe it's right and wants to go back to the hotel.]

Willie and Wanye fought and argued over a piece of steak.

"MINE!" cried Willie.

"No, I had it first!" yelled Wanye; Wally and Wilbur's eyes went back and forth.

"Even Sunny's more mature than them," dropped Wally as Wayne and Wanda went into the living room.

"What are you two doing?!" growled Wayne. "Don't tell me you two are fighting over a piece of steak!"

"Wanye, you've had enough meat today," sighed Wanda, taking the steak from Wanye's paw. "Why don't you give this piece to Willie?" Wanye bursted out into tears.

"Or maybe not," shivered Wayne, giving the steak back to Wanye as Willie cried.

"I CAN'T TAKE THE CRYING ANYMORE!" growled Wilbur.

"You two are ignorant kids, might as well be saying ignorant toddlers or babies!" complained Wesley.

"We're six years old, so we're not toddlers anymore!" cried Willie.

"Sigh, Sunny doesn't have a fit with Winnie and she's a baby," exhaled Wayne.

"Why don't we let them argue and cry and get some breakfast? I heard wormcakes are on the menu," said Walden.

"Yeah, I want some breakfast," smiled Winnie, the werewolves walked out, leaving Willie and Wanye.

"Why do we always fight over the littlest things?!" whimpered Willie. "It's like a personality!" A light bulb turned on in Wanye's head.

"Willie, why don't we runaway?" suggested Wanye. "We'll be gone and our family won't need to worry about us fighting anymore!"

"Are you sure Wanye? I mean, it's like The Rugrats Movie," whimpered Willie. "They ran away and got lost in the forest; their friendship got broken all because of a baby brother!"

"But they got back together and were found! Plus, it's a fictional movie; they only ran away because they wanted to take Dil back to be hospital and most likely came back!" growled Wanye. "Besides, if we're gone our sisters and brothers will be way more happier!"

"Fine, I don't want to argue with you," grumbled Willie.

Later, Willie and Wanye walked into a hearse.

"We can use this hearse to runaway completely!" smiled Wanye as Willie's eyes widened.

"ARE YOU CRAZY WANYE?! DRIVING UNDER 18 IS AGAINST THE LAW!" screamed Willie. "I don't think this is such a good idea! Our parents want to keep us!"

"Relax Willie, we've driven in a hearse before!" growled Wanye.

"But that was because we were escaping a hoard of evil monsters!" added Willie. "We don't even know how to drive a motorcycle!"

"All you do is turn the steering wheel and use the gas pedal to move," said Wanye. "And when you want to stop you use the brake."

"We're not even tall enough," grumbled Willie.

"Who said we weren't tall enough?" smirked Wanye. "I'll use the steering wheel and you'll use the gas pedal and brake."

Later, Willie sat on the floor while Wanye had his paws on the steering wheel.

"Which is which?" asked Willie worriedly.

"The small one's the brake and the long one's the gas pedal!" said Wanye.