Patch's Adventures in Puppy School

chapter 9: Busted!

Itchy started class and taught them about playing fetch, giving out the rules and regulations and that it wasn't just a game. All of the puppies listened to every word, even Vendella listened, even if she was bored out of her mind of him talking and telling them that fetch was more than just a game.

"You're not just gonna be fetching for sticks, oh, no, maybe even house slippers for the man!" Itchy continued. "Maybe the daily paper! It's up to you to get whatever your human needs when they need it!"

The puppies absorbed that knowledge, even if some of them were mostly thinking about and worried about the two absent students.

'Oh, brother, are they still worried about those two? Get over it already!' Vendella thought.

Colette was sleeping in Junior's room alone. She was trying to catch up on some sleep, but it was a little hard for her to.

The Pound Puppies got with Patch, ready to set their plan in action as Patch was having the same thoughts about Colette. He didn't just like her, he really did and truly loved her.

"Hey, you okay, little buddy?" Lucky asked the Dalmatian puppy, noticing his mind was somewhere else.

"Oh, uhh... I'll be fine..." Patch said softly, he couldn't help but notice the Brown house wasn't too far away from the Bluth house.

Lucky was worried, but he put it aside for now. "Alright everybody, let's go!"

"This is the moment of truth," Patch said. "Everyone is about to find out who Vendella really is."

"Got the camera?" Lucky asked.

"Check." Strudel nodded.

"Got the video footage?" Patch asked.

"Check." Strudel nodded.

"Then let's do this." Patch said.

They all moved in then.

Harold came in the backyard and threw sticks, softballs, and Frisbees for the puppies for fetching practice.

"Be sure to bite down hard when you catch one, kids!" Itchy advised. "You'll never truly catch it unless you bite down!"

"Perfect, looks like they're going to be learning how to catch." Patch whispered.

"Ah, Puppy School... The fond memories of youth..." Niblet sighed. "The food, the new friends, the food, the lessons, the food, the food, the socialness, the food... Uh, am I forgetting something?"

"The food?" the others asked jokingly.

"That's it!" Niblet smiled to them.

It was now time for the plan to be put into action.

Cherry was drumming her fingers on her desk top as she was sitting against her will, surrounded by idiotic students while the teacher tried to control them. Suddenly Forte came into the classroom and whispered to the teacher.

The teacher turned and looked to the girl. "You have an appointment, Miss Butler."

Cherry didn't even hesitate, she gathered all her things, lugging her backpack behind her and walked down the hallway with Forte.

"Do you know what class Atticus has right now?" Forte asked her as they were going down the hallway.

"Why are you here?" Cherry ignored his question.

Forte did the same to her. "What class does Atticus have right now?"

"He's in Math," Cherry explained, then asked. "Why, what's going on?"