That One Little Pup

Chapter 2

A/N:

I apologize for taking me soooooo long to update. I'm a very busy person that runs place to place. Comments and questions are appreciated.

Skye's POV

"I NEED TO TAKE A WEE!" Screaming I swiftly sit up in bed, dang I was out since yesterday. The urge to pee grows and I fumble with my sheets trying to get out of bed, tangled in the sheets I roll off the bed in a small not very noticeable thump. No way I'm getting free from these sheets, dang what did I do in my sleep? Run a marathon? Climb Mount Everest? Chase unicorns? Oh yeah, that's totally what I did, CHASE UNICORNS.

"I told ya earlier but I guess ya didn't here me." My wolf Raz comments.

I should probably scoot to the potty Raz, but it is kinda difficult as a caterpillar. What do you think?

"Cannot really help you Ky, I'm crossing my four legs up here but I don't think that helps you much. I left the bladder to you" Laughing she blocks me out, total silence.

Feeling the love, totally. With my butt in the air I scoot to my bathroom like an inch worm, and seriously when I say like an inch worm, I'm literally moving an inch at a time. Finally the toilet comes into view. YAS! As soon as I am five feet from the wonderful throne, I realize I am not moving.

"UGH! COME ON WORLD LOVE ME FOR ONCE. FOR THE SAKE OF ME LET ME PEE." I scream in frustration. Yesterday didn't go as planned and now today isn't going how I thought it would.

"Can't catch a break can ya Skye?" A voice booms, a very familiar voice that I just cannot process whose it is because I'm so keen on wanting to use the precious porcelain throne that is just agonizing to look at.

"Nope, not at all, I simply want to tinkle, but no my sheets cocooned me like a dead butterfly." I state annoyance juicing my voice.

"Skye, the simplest and easiest thing you could have done was asked for help." The voice laughs. I strain harder trying to get to the pot of heaven. Little snarls leave my lips, my canines fully extended.

"OH MY GOSH, I think I am going to die!" Another voice booms in, this one laughing. "She looks like a angry chihuahua with messed up hair."

Oh brother, great an audience that isn't willing to help me out of this situation. I roll my eyes, snapping my teeth and muttering incoherent words.

"Honestly, she looks like a mutated caterpillar." The first voice says.

"FOR THE LOVE OF APPLESAUCE GET ME OUT" I scream, banging my head against the tile floor.

After a few silent moments, I here the rustle of feet and in the matter of seconds I am back on my feet free of the sheets. Without a thank you I run to the toilet, slamming the door behind me not sparring a glance and relieve myself. Oh glorious, glorious, toilet I love you so much! Finishing my business I flush the toilet, wash my hands, and open the door, only to reveal two angry men. My father and my Uncle Jess. Uh-Oh.

"Explain yourself young lady." What? Seriously what had I even done wrong? All I did was pee...

"Uh...I tinkled? Then I flushed the toilet and washed my hands with soap." I squeak, not knowing why they were so angry.

"You slammed the door in our faces! Do you not remember rule #3? DO NOT SLAM DOORS!"

"Daddy, I'm sorry, I just really needed to pee!" I look down shuffling my feet, until suddenly I was no longer on the ground but on my dad's lap sitting on my bed. My bum was bare in flash I couldn't even realize what he was about to do until it hit me. "I'M SOWWWIE" I yowl as my dads hand hits my bare flesh. After five hard smacks I have a snotty nose and tears engulf my shirt. Without a word he pulls a pull-up on me instead of my boxers. Not even comforting me he leaves the room along with my uncle. My heart shatters and I go into my walk in closet, locking the door and hiding in one of my secret places. (http://www.oddee.com/_media/imgs/articles2/a97712_g249_6-narnia-wardrobe.jpg)

A/N: Sorry, cut it short. Next chapter will be longer I promise!

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