How Emily Met Clifford

You may have watched many shows of Clifford. But what you don't know is the REAL story of how Emily and Clifford met.

You see, Emily was never interested in dogs at first. In fact, she hated them. She couldn't even stand looking at them. They always seemed filthy to her, and slobbery. But how could a 7 year old hate dogs? I guess Emily is just unique like that. (I'm sorry if any of the important characters are missing. I haven't read or watched Clifford before.)

It all started the morning of January 5th... (Just a random date I came up with xD)

"Hey sweety. It's time to get up. Guess what we're doing today..." Her mom said to Emily softly, as she was still sleeping.

Noticing that Emily didn't even move she yelled ganster like, "YO, EMILY!"

Emily lifts up and says half asleep, "I'm awake, I'm awake."

"Good!"

Her mother exclaims, "Go downstairs and get your shoes on!"

Emily rolls off her bed and stumbles downstairs to get her shoes on.

"Where are we going?" She asks.

"Uh... We're going to the pet shop... To get a dog."

Her mom whispers the third part.

"W-W-WHAT?!" Emily yells, "You know I don't like dogs!"

"Listen! We're getting a dog!" Her mom yells back. Emily just stands there in silence.

On the way to the pet shop, Emily starts complaining, "I DON'T WANT TO GO TO THE PET SHOP AND GET A DOG! I HATE DOGS!"

Eventually, her mom just blocks her out, and turns the music up loud.

"MOM, YOU BETTER TURN AROUND, FO' SIZZLE!" Emily screams.

"YOU KNOW THAT I DON'T LIKE YOU SAYING FO' SIZZLE!"

Her mother responds. "Well. Maybe I just want to be a gangster!"

Emily pouts, and then comes up with an idea. "If we get a dog, I will be full on gangster, ALL THE TIME."

Screeeeccchhh. The car hults. "Fine." Her mom mumbles.

Thump!

"What was that?" Emily questions.

"I have no idea. It came from the back of the truck."

They dismiss the sound and drive back home in silence.

When they pull up to the house, Emily's mother stomps inside. Emily is about to walk inside to, when she sees something red in the corner of her eye.

Emily turns and sees a huge, slobbery, red, dog hop off the back of their truck!

Emily screams in terror. The dog licks her face, which is 5 + times as big as her head.

"What's wrong?" The dog asks, curious.

"Y-You can talk?" Emily stutters and takes a step back.

"Yes, I can! What's your name?" The big dog asks excited like.

"I don't like dogs!" Emily blurts out. The dog just looks down sadly.

"B-But you're kind of cute," Emily says, which makes the dog lick her again.

Emily laughs, "Could you stop doing that?!"

They both laugh.

"Would you be my owner?" The dog finally asks.

Emily thinks it through, and decides that it would be good for her and her mom. Plus the dog seems really sweet, and he talks! And he's red! And he's HUGE!

"Let me ask my mom!" Emily sprints into the house and runs into the kitchen, where her mother is washing dishes.

"Oh. Hey, Mom. Guess what?"

"What?" The mother responds as if she is very consentrated on the dish she is scrubbing.

"I just found a big red dog that can talk! Can we keep him? Ok, thanks mom, bye!"

Emily says too quickly and runs for the front door, when her mom says, "Wait!"

Emily stops in her tracks and turns to walk back to her mom. Her mom has a smirk on her face.

"So. You want a dog now, eh?" She asks.

"Well he's not any dog, he's the coolest dog you could ever see!"

Her mom follows her out to the front yard, to see what she is talking about.

"Oh." Is all her mother says, in shock.

"Can we keep him mom, please!" Emily begs.

"Of course! But you'll have to stop saying Fo Sizzle, and you can't be a gangster!"

Emily jumps up and down in excitement. "What are you going to name him?" The mom asks.

"Yeah, I could use a name." The dog says, almost sarcastically.

"Hmmm... How about... Clifford!"

THE END

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