This Story Shall Be Forgotten And Replaced (Markiplier Fanfiction)

Chapter 2: Max

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*At The Pound*

I pull up to the pound and take a deep breath.

I need to breathe, I'm just going in and looking at all the pups that they have and maybe adopting one. I NEED to relax....

I try to think about what to say when I get in there and I start to panic.

What if I come off as rude? I don't want them to think I'm an asshole. Or that I'm not capable to take care of a dog. God damnit Isabelle you need to relax. Your great with animals. Remember?

I walk up to the front desk and ask if I can look at the dogs first. I'm not really a cat person I've always been more of a dog or reptile person.

We get to the section of the dogs and I take a look. I stand there just listening to the dogs barking and jumping on the cages..... "Ma'am? Are you okay?" I look over at him and say "Yeah I'm fine I'm just thinking is all. I haven't been to a pound in a long time." "Oh okay, I'm just making sure. Go ahead and take a look around and if you have any questions about any of the dogs just let me know." I look back at the dogs barking and think. I've always wanted a German Shepherd. "Actually, there is one thing." "And what's that?" "Do you guys have any German shepherd puppies?" "Yes ma'am we do, if you'll just follow me and I'll show you some of the ones we have." I start following him towards the back of the room, "Okay thank you" "No problem"

He then takes me to some of the cages with some German Shepherds, a few of them were grown up and really obnoxious, three were the little pups that I guess was with their mom but they were hiding behind her. I was starting to kinda give my hopes up because I didn't want one that was gonna hate me because I took them away from family, or was really agressive but I looked over and saw him. The perfect one. He was just laying down and was really quiet. He was being really good. So I looked at the man and asked "Is it okay if we bring him out and let me pet him?" He looks at the pup, then me. "How about we take him outside and play around with him and see how comfortable he is around you. He's really well behaved. So that's a plus." I smile and nod my head in reply. So he takes the pup out of his cage, puts his leash on and hands it to me. "You want me to walk him out?" As I look at his hand with the leash in it and back to his face. "Of course, if you think he might be the one you might as well and see if he's gonna even let you walk him let alone pet him.

I look at the dog... I'm a little nervous about taking the leash. But he seems calm. I start to shake taking the leash from the man's hand. I haven't touched a dog in a long time. Not since the accident.