"Nothing Ever Lasts Forever" DOGMAN PETEY ANGST

*Nightmares and Insomnia*

** "Dad, please! I"m sorry for making you drop your stuff, it was an accident!" "Accident or not, you still broke my stuff, you fucking BRAT." Petey's Dad was dragging Young Petey by his wrist. He was fuming, which was not a good sign for Young Petey. He threw Young Petey onto the floor, and raised his hand. Just as he was bringing it down to hit him. . .

** . . .Petey woke up, chest heaving, years welling up in his eyes, and his head was wet with a cold sweat. He exhaled. Just a dream. He thought, even though he knew that nightmare was a memory. He looked at the digital clock on his bedside table, which read 7:00AM. A new record! Usually I wake up at 2am. Petey yawned, heading downstairs for breakfast. "Hey kid." He said to Lil' Petey, who was already eating breakfast with Dog Man and 80-HD. "Hi papa!" He replied through a mouthful of cereal. Petey headed to the kitchen to grab some food. He glanced at the calendar, which read August 23. Tomorrow was his mom's birthday. He sighed, grabbing some cereal from the cupboard. He sat down next to LP and said 

** "So, you're going to that comic club of yours today, kid?" 

** "Yup! We're doing a special comic event today to celebrate the club's 3 week anniversary!" 'GASP' "You should come today papa!!!"

** "You sure kid?"

** "Yeah! It would be AWESOME!!! I bet you're a great drawer!"

** "I'm not sure about that, but sure, I'll come if it makes you happy."

** "YAY! THANK YOU PAPA!!!"

** LP jumped out of his chair and did a little dance to show his excitement. Dog Man grinned, and 80-HD played a little tune from his speaker. "Okay, okay. Now finish up before I change my mind."

**TIME-SKIP**

** "Okay guys! Today we have a special guest. My papa!" Everyone turns to look at him. "Uhh, hi." He does a little wave, and then gets DROWNED with questions "What's your favorite color?" "Do you like drawing?" "Why's your tail flat?" "Are you gonna make a comic too?" "What's your favorite book?" "Why'd ya' become a bad guy?" Petey's eyes widened. He was not expecting to get flooded with questions. He scowled, getting a bit overwhelmed. "Guys! Focus!" Molly yelled. "Treat Wally with respect." Petey frowned at her. "My names not Wally! It's Petey! I told ya' a million time!" He put his hands on his hips. "I know." Molly replied with a smug smile. "Uhhh, anyways. Today instead of just going wild, we have a prompt!" LP writes on the board 'Favorite Things About The CKCC.' "The prompt is to write about your favorite thing about the Cat Kid Comic Club!" Molly starts handing out paper to everyone while LP is talking. The kid's good at this. Petey thought as he smiled slightly. Then Molly handed him some paper. "I don't know if you want to draw too Wally, so here's some just in case." "Thanks Molly." He replied, a bit surprised that she thought to give some to him. He finds a flat surface, and starts to draw like the rest of the kids. I haven't done this in years, besides blueprints. I  hope I'm not too rusty. As he's drawing, one of the baby frogs, Poppy, comes up to him. "Hey, Mr. Petey. What'cha drawin'?" She asks. "Uh." He looks down at the paper, realizing he's drawn his favorite memories. Him and his mom playing under a red leafed tree. Them reading under the tree. Young Petey climbing the tree, and many more, "I guess I'm drawing some memories." He says. This is my first time at the comic club, so I can't really follow the prompt.  "Can I see?" Poppy asks. "Sure." He hands her the comic. As she reads it, her eyes fill with awe. "Wow, these drawings are awesome! Is this your mom? She's so pretty!" "Thanks, uhh" "Poppy." "Thanks Poppy." She grins at him, and goes back to her seat as Molly yells at her to sit down and stop goofing off.

** "Ok guys! I think we've given you enough time. Time to share your comics!" LP announces. As the kids each take their turns, Petey watches, surprised that the kids are pretty good at drawing. "Papa, do you wanna share your comic?" "Uh, I don't know." "PLEEEEEAAAASSSSSSEEEEEEE?" everybody begs. "Alright, fine." "YAYYYY!!!" They all cheer. As Petey reads his comic, everybody listens quietly, even Flippy. "The End." He finshes. "Wow papa, that was really good!" Yeah!" "Awesome!" "I liked it, but there was no poop jokes." "Yes there was!" "Oh yeah, never mind." Petey smiled. "Thanks, I haven't drawn in while, besides blueprints for robots." "Well, it was AMAMZING, papa!" LP did his goofy little grin, and Petey couldn't help but smile back.

** Meanwhile, Grampa was in Cat Jail, cooking up a way to escape, since Big Jim had banned him from going down into his secret superhero hideout again. "I got it! The perfect plan. Hopefully those little twerps my son calls "friends" aren't as trusting as they seem. . ." Grampa laughs evilly as it starts to thunder, lightning lighting up his jail cell.

[Authors Note: This is still being written! I hope you enjoyed chapter 1! I will try to post a new chapter regularly! You can send me fanart (if this gets a lot of views) to my scratch account,  Smokey_Not_Found, or my Twitter account, river_styx444]