That Extra Special Someone (A Furry MalexMale Story)

Chapter 3

Next morning

*Lukan's POV*

When I woke up the next morning, I felt like I was about to vomit from the smell that was in the room, which I could tell was from Kreig, the cigarettes he gets always make me feel sick to my stomach.

A few minutes later Wieren and Kreig awake and he says, "Now. Wha' We gon' do is, we gon' ge' in the truck, stop a' the gas store fo' breakfas' an' gas, and hi' the roa' til lunch. Go' tha'?"

Wieren and I both nod our heads and begin to get clothes on that were appropriate by Kreig's standards, which were pretty high, unfortunately, meaning I couldn't wear any of the clothes I actually like, the ones that I sneak into my backpack and change into at school unless it's picture day. She puts on a pair of pink sweatpants and a MLP tshirt, while I put on a pair of jeans and a BOTDF tshirt, the only one hat I own without any sort of 'inappropriate' things on it.

Kreig comes out a few minutes later wearing a red plaid kilt and a green "kiss me I'm Irish" shirt. I hate when he wears that kilt, because he always wears it traditionally, which is bad when you're a little pup that only reaches up to the middle of his shins. So many bad memories. I shudder unnoticeably. We grab our suitcases and head out to the truck while Kreig returns the keys to the room.

When we got to the convenience store, I am handed money and instructions for food by Kreig and Wieren and I head inside and return with two breakfast takitos for Kreig, two breakfast hot pockets for Wieren and two packages of assorted fruit for me. As we get in the truck and I look again at the food for each person, I think And he wonders why my mother and I are the only ones who aren't nearly obese. Ugh. Then Kreig gets in, finished filling up the truck with gas, grabs both of the giant breakfast takitos and takes them out of the packaging and starts driving, eating with one paw and steering with the other.

3 1/2 hours

We stop at a truck stop right on the border of New Mexico and Colorado and end up eating at the Subway that is there and we all buy sunglasses because We're gonna be in Utah next and the sun is like a laser, so we've heard from other travelers. We leave about an hour after we got to the truck stop and then head on the road and Kreig yells, "Nex' stop, Utah!"

7 hours

We finally arrive at the hotel for the night and get in surprisingly quicker than before because we had done it already and knew what to do. I grabbed the suitcases and woke my sister while Kreig got the key and then we went to the room, got quizznos for dinner and then went to sleep not too long after that because of travel lag.

(MINI A/N::)

(I am so sorry I haven't updated the story in so long, I haven't been able to access Google Docs, which is where I'm actually typing this story, for most of the summer because I haven't had access to WiFi and I have to reserve my Data for emergencies. Again, I am so sorry, I will try to keep a gap this beg from happening again unless I have a really good reason. Also, sorry if you think the chapter is too short, they will get longer when it actually gets to the more interesting parts of the story.)

("You cannot escape Oblivion. There was a time before humans and there will be a time after, a time where everything we have done, thought or said will have been for naught. So you can try to gain your stupid popularity and fame and fortune and crap like that, but it will all be forgotten when there is no one left to remember Michael Jordan or Albert Einstein, let alone one individual who cannot even begin to compare to either of those two in their strongest attributes." -Lukan Bloodfang 2016)