Ordinaries: Shifters Book II (Shifters series 2) by Douglas Pershing, Angelia Pershing Page B
Authors: Douglas Pershing, Angelia Pershing
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forth, excited to see me.
Then, I notice that we are surrounded by huge, hulking animals. Reindeer.
We must have arrived while I wasn’t paying attention.
I turn to Tanner, “Can we keep him?”
Chapter 12
We Make a Deal with a Really Bad Guy
–TANNER–
Of course I know about Santa Claus, but I always thought the reindeer part was make-believe too. Now I know that not only are they real, they are huge!
Ryland is rolling around on the ground with this dog. I have to admit he is cute, but she actually wants to keep it. How in the world are we supposed to take care of a dog? Seriously? We don’t even really have a house anymore. Aren’t we about to take these ships we are looking for and travel through space or something? It may be a little difficult to take the dog out to, you know, when we’re not even on a planet.
“Ry,” I say, trying not to let her know it’s the stupidest idea ever. “We can’t have a dog when we’re—”
“I know,” she says, sounding deflated. She scrunches her face all up and puckers her lips saying to the animal, “You’re just the cutest, aren’t you?” She squishes the dog’s face against hers so they are both looking right at me and says with her lips still puckered, “He’s so fluffy. You’re so fluffy; I could just die. We will call you Fluffy McFlufferson.”
“Ry . . . we’re not keeping him,” I tell her sternly. “Besides, he probably belongs to someone.”
She gets up all disappointed and says to the dog, who’s now rubbing against her, “Mean Mr. Tan Man won’t let you come with us.” She starts to walk toward me and waves her hand at the husky dog saying, “Bye, McFlufferson,” and turns to head my way.
We have to run to catch up with the others because of our little K9 rendezvous. We meet up with the group just as Gale throws his hand up stopping all of us. Just past the trees there’s a small shack with a stream of smoke rising from the chimney.
We duck behind the trees as Gale and Viktor survey the scene.
Clay whispers, “Who’s your friend?” nodding his head to the side.
I turn around and see the dog has followed us, about ten feet back. “Awesome,” I say under my breath.
Ryland gets a big smile on her face and pats her leg whispering, “Come here, Fluffy.”
The dog runs to her. Clay starts petting him and smiling right along with my idiot sister.
“Get that dog out of here,” Kai whispers sternly. “If there are Keepers here, he’s gonna get us killed.”
Finally, the voice of reason. We need to ditch this dog!
“Get down,” Gale whispers. “There’s someone out there.”
We all huddle down and Gale says, “I’ll go and talk to him. We might as well find out if we’re in the right place.”
“I’ll go,” Viktor says.
“No,” Gale whispers sternly. “We need you. We can’t spare a pilot.”
Viktor raises his eyebrows and says, “You speak Russian?”
Okay. The rodent guy has a point. Gale reluctantly agrees, so Viktor stands and starts walking into the clearing.
Viktor steps into the middle of the field and shouts to a figure in front of the shack. Don’t ask me what he says or what the other guy responds. I can hear them, but it’s all in Russian. It must be going well since Viktor walks right up to the guy, and they share an awkward hug.
We are all in a trance watching Viktor and this stranger greet each other like old friends when a voice from behind says, “I believe we may have got off on the wrong foot.”
I swing around to see Carl Marques in a snowsuit. There are six other guys with him in matching snow gear holding automatic weapons.
Okay. I just have to stop here to say we are the worst secret agents ever! Seriously, how did none of us ever think to look behind us?
Totally lame.
“You followed us?” I ask.
“I didn’t have to follow anybody,” he says smugly. “It was either here or Rome so I flipped a coin.”
Rome? I look at Gale who looks like he just solved a Sudoku
Then, I notice that we are surrounded by huge, hulking animals. Reindeer.
We must have arrived while I wasn’t paying attention.
I turn to Tanner, “Can we keep him?”
Chapter 12
We Make a Deal with a Really Bad Guy
–TANNER–
Of course I know about Santa Claus, but I always thought the reindeer part was make-believe too. Now I know that not only are they real, they are huge!
Ryland is rolling around on the ground with this dog. I have to admit he is cute, but she actually wants to keep it. How in the world are we supposed to take care of a dog? Seriously? We don’t even really have a house anymore. Aren’t we about to take these ships we are looking for and travel through space or something? It may be a little difficult to take the dog out to, you know, when we’re not even on a planet.
“Ry,” I say, trying not to let her know it’s the stupidest idea ever. “We can’t have a dog when we’re—”
“I know,” she says, sounding deflated. She scrunches her face all up and puckers her lips saying to the animal, “You’re just the cutest, aren’t you?” She squishes the dog’s face against hers so they are both looking right at me and says with her lips still puckered, “He’s so fluffy. You’re so fluffy; I could just die. We will call you Fluffy McFlufferson.”
“Ry . . . we’re not keeping him,” I tell her sternly. “Besides, he probably belongs to someone.”
She gets up all disappointed and says to the dog, who’s now rubbing against her, “Mean Mr. Tan Man won’t let you come with us.” She starts to walk toward me and waves her hand at the husky dog saying, “Bye, McFlufferson,” and turns to head my way.
We have to run to catch up with the others because of our little K9 rendezvous. We meet up with the group just as Gale throws his hand up stopping all of us. Just past the trees there’s a small shack with a stream of smoke rising from the chimney.
We duck behind the trees as Gale and Viktor survey the scene.
Clay whispers, “Who’s your friend?” nodding his head to the side.
I turn around and see the dog has followed us, about ten feet back. “Awesome,” I say under my breath.
Ryland gets a big smile on her face and pats her leg whispering, “Come here, Fluffy.”
The dog runs to her. Clay starts petting him and smiling right along with my idiot sister.
“Get that dog out of here,” Kai whispers sternly. “If there are Keepers here, he’s gonna get us killed.”
Finally, the voice of reason. We need to ditch this dog!
“Get down,” Gale whispers. “There’s someone out there.”
We all huddle down and Gale says, “I’ll go and talk to him. We might as well find out if we’re in the right place.”
“I’ll go,” Viktor says.
“No,” Gale whispers sternly. “We need you. We can’t spare a pilot.”
Viktor raises his eyebrows and says, “You speak Russian?”
Okay. The rodent guy has a point. Gale reluctantly agrees, so Viktor stands and starts walking into the clearing.
Viktor steps into the middle of the field and shouts to a figure in front of the shack. Don’t ask me what he says or what the other guy responds. I can hear them, but it’s all in Russian. It must be going well since Viktor walks right up to the guy, and they share an awkward hug.
We are all in a trance watching Viktor and this stranger greet each other like old friends when a voice from behind says, “I believe we may have got off on the wrong foot.”
I swing around to see Carl Marques in a snowsuit. There are six other guys with him in matching snow gear holding automatic weapons.
Okay. I just have to stop here to say we are the worst secret agents ever! Seriously, how did none of us ever think to look behind us?
Totally lame.
“You followed us?” I ask.
“I didn’t have to follow anybody,” he says smugly. “It was either here or Rome so I flipped a coin.”
Rome? I look at Gale who looks like he just solved a Sudoku
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