A New Life

Cousins?

Annabelle's POV

After I woke up, I noticed something. It was the middle of the night, and it was morning when I went to sleep. That was fine, but then I remembered that my cousins were in separate pens. I missed them. We had been together my whole life, and we had never spent a day apart. It was at that moment I decided to escape. I had delt with everything, the needes, the room, the leashes, but without my cousins? I just couldn't deal with everything anymore. All of the crushing weight of the past weeks was all hitting me now. I wasn't going to be a good and submissive pet. I don't care if it breaks me, I don't care what he does to punish me. I will stop at nothing to get me, and my cousins out of here.

Sam's POV

After I woke up, I was done. In my dream, I was living here, all my cousins being torn away from me. I don't do that. I don't care if you mess with me, but you mess with my cousins and you are dead. I decided that it would be a good start to try and find a weak spot on the pen. I tore up grass, turned over buckets of toys, pulled over the vanity. Everything was on the floor. I didn't care. I continued stripping the pen until morning. When Dominic came into the living room the next morning and saw my pen, he was MAD big time. He screamed "NO!" Then he roughly grabbed me and yanked me out of the pen. He carried me to a shelf thing, and then put me on it. It was too high to jump off of, but the good thing about it was that I could see all my cousins from up there. 

Annabelle was putting plastic blocks together with nail polish. I had no idea why, but knowing her, it will help us get out of there. Dallin, well, he... Okay. He was playing with the football. Okay maybe playing is the wrong word here. He was using the football to demolish the pen. He was chucking balls, food, grass, whatever he could get his hands on. There was stuff flying everywhere. In ball even flew up to where I was. I grabbed the ball and lobbed it at his head. He turned around and looked at me. I used our secret sign language to tell him to throw more balls at me. He did. Each time I got one, I chucked it at Dominic's head. He made angry growly noises at me. Honestly, I thought he was going to turn into a bear.

This went on for ages, until Dallin burst out laughing. Hearing him laugh made me laugh, and soon all our cousins saw me and started laughing too. I laughed to hard I fell off the ledge and landed on top of Dominic. By now, all the cousins had cleared a space for themselves to look out at me, so they all saw me land on Dominic. We were laughing so hard it hurt our sides. Dominic did not think we were funny, and he made that pretty clear. He grabbed me and carried me into a kitchen, and stuck me into a highchair thingy. He then left. After twenty minutes of waiting, I got bored. I decided to rock the highchair. It tipped over, and boy, that hurt. It was worth it though, because I then dragged myself back to the living room. When my cousins saw me dragging myself across the floor in a highchair, they burst out laughing. So did I. Dominic even smiled a little.

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Sorry that is a weird ending, but I have a bit of a writer's block. Any ideas? Also if you like this story, you might also like my new story, Wings Of Power. Anyway, comment any ideas you have, and see you next week!