Stuff I think of at 3:00am

The Pet Owner

I was playing Tag with Ian and Tink. I was IT. Everyone else was doing their own thing. My job was to protect and distract. And Tink's job is to protect me or let me know if something is wrong.

I was about to tag Ian but I froze. I heard the sound of a truck. "Peter?" Ian asked. I ignored him and flew up into a tree, looking over at the road just beyond the woods. Oh no, not him.

I flew back down quickly. "Peter what's wro-" "Ian I need you to change into your normal outfit, quickly." I interrupted. "Oh. Aye-Aye Peter Pan!" Ian changed into his normal outfit instead of the one I made him months ago. I gotta do this quick. I quickly flew behind him and pulled his hood over his ears.

"Peter-- What's going on?!" I hid his tail under his clothing. Ian had told me that his parents didnt care enough to get him the right size of clothes, so they are a tad to big. I looked him dead in the eyes. "I'll explain later, but for now I need you to not take these off. Do you understand me?" "Aye-aye..." "Okay." I could hear the truck coming closer and closer, thank Never Land I was almost done. I pulled some sunglasses out of his jacket pocket and slid them over his cat eyes.

I flew back to examine my work. Making sure EVERY detail was covered. "Peter?" "Okay. Stay right there, I'm going behind that tree. And please, I beg of you, don't remove anything." I looked at a very confused fairy. "Let's go Tink!" I flew behind the tree, she followed. "Oh! And Ian. DON'T fly. Please!" "O-Okay..." "You're awesome." I flew up into the leaves of the tree.

"What is this about?" "Zylo; "The Pet Owner" He's bad news." I told Tink. I poked my head out from the leaves. Ian was listening, phew. I squinted my eyes to look at the truck. And sure enough, it was a Petso truck.

"What does he do?" "He's like Animal Control. If you have any animal like features, he catches you, then brings you to his pet store to sell you. All he wants is money. He doesn't care about the. 'Pets'." "Oh. What about Ian?" "I took care of that." I glanced back at the truck. "I hope." I watched him park the truck. "Yikes! Tink get down!" I flew back down into the leaves, now fully hidden. Tink flew under my hat. I cut some leaves with my dagger so I could see. He was getting out of the truck, obviously searching the area for 'pets'.

"Will he try to catch us?" "Like I said Tink, all he wants is money. If he sees us it's bad news. People think we're fake, from a Fairy Tale, so aye, he will." "Oh." "Indeed. Let's hope that doesn't happen." I watched Zylo walk through the woods. "Did you tell Ian yet?" "No, not yet. I'm not ready to tell him." "Okay.." Zylo approached Ian. Yikes! I quickly flew above the leaves, just poking my head out to see what was going on. "Peter." "Aye?" "If he saw Ian before... wouldn't he know what he was wearing?" My eyes widened.

"Tink you're right! Oh no!" I quickly flew up out of the leaves and dived toward Ian. "Peter!" "...Peter Pan?" He saw me, but that doesnt matter to me. I quickly grabbed Ian and flew straight up. "Hey! Grrr." "Peter what's going on?!" "Ian we are in danger, and a lot others." "We are?" "Aye. That's Zylo. The Pet Owner. He's after humans that have animal like features." "Like... Like me?" "Aye." He gulped. "Peter." "Aye?" "What's this red dot?" "Eek!" I dodged a dart.

"Shiver me timbers! What was that?!" "A sleeping dart. He's a sniper. Which means he's following us. Keep your eyes open." Ian took the shades off his face. "Aye-aye. And uh Peter... since he knows.. can I?" "Aye." Ian switched outfits. I had to lose this guy. If he catches us, there's no knowing what he'll do. "Peter the red dot is back." "Away we go then!" I dodged the dart and flew another direction.

"Peter can't I fly with you?" "To risky. He has gadgets to lure certain senses." I threw Ian on my back. "Oh. Why aren't we going towards the house?" "To risky as well, I have to lure him away from everyone." "Oh." "I have an idea." I flew up and into the clouds. I changed direction to confuse him. Hopefully we lost him. I hate that guy.

It's been a few hours and nothing has happened. "Phew. Lost him." "Yay!" I chuckled and flew back towards the house. I hope we never see him again. We probably will because of the others-- OH NO.