A New Friend (Sebastian)

Sebastian stumbled down the street. He wanted to see Leta, he hadn't heard from her since the sky boy and the ghost lady had attacked them. He wasn't entirely sure how he had escaped, something about explosions. He hadn't payed much attention, his brain felt like mush after that many infomercials. He supposed that those were the reason that the girl he had been kidnapped with was allowed to not be tied up. She must have been there for years or something, cause she didn't even seem to care about leaving. The very first thing sebastian had done when he got out was go home. It had moved and the area surrounding it was scorched black and crumbly. He didn't have a clue where Uncle had moved the house to. He figured he could find out later though. He went to Leta, maybe she could tell him why so many buildings had disappeared. She was walking down the street towards him. She had something... He flung his hands over his mouth clasped them tight and made little squeaks as he tried to hold in the delighted scream that would inevitably scare away the puppy. After calming himself he started walking with a huge bounce in every stride. "Hello Leta. May I play with puppy?" He dropped to the floor not waiting for an answer and laid upon his back mimicking a puppy in his own way with his feet and hands curled in the air. Letting the puppy sniff him and get used to him. Sebastian really wanted the puppy to like him. "I like you puppy. Do you have a name?"

"You know, Sebastian.. Would you like puppy?"
Sebastian grew very serious. His face had become determined. He was focussed more now than ever. He was looking at her with intent.
".............Yes."
He reverted back o playing with the puppy. His face lighting up whenever the puppy reared its floppy head.
"I will keep him the safest of all the puppies"
He began to lay stock still as he said this letting the puppy work its way all around his body like he was a jungle gym tailor made for a very clumsy, disproportionate boy that was easily excitable.
"I was kidnapped, and I don't remember being let free." He thought for a second "Did you free me?" He picked up the puppy with both hands and sat up before setting it in his lap.

Sebastian said to the dog. "Hey, lets see if you like heights puppy." The puppy conceded as Sebastian curled his fingers around its fragile squirmy little body. Still lying on his back Sebastian stuck his arms straight out in front of him. The puppy was about four and a half feet in the air now and was happy as a content puppy. "Very good puppy" Sebastian beamed. Both of his missing teeth were exposed. Sebastian started getting up to further his height test. "Who kidnapped you?" the question washed over him like a heavy lolling wave. "I don't know" Sebastian shrugged, "but whoever it was also had that girl who fixed my leg. I don't really remember much though, he had us watching infomercials on loop and that kinda messed me up." The word "explosions" finally got to him. Explosions blew things up. And when things are blown up they are made into smaller pieces. When things are smaller they are harder to see. If you can't find something can you rightly say it exists? His attention was brought back to the puppy which he lifted ceremoniously unto his skull. "Well puppy, on my head you are at about six feet. Are you ready to go higher?" But the puppy would not respond; it was a puppy. So Sebastian carefully raised the puppy up, it was having a blast, he loved the wind and the newfound vantage point. If you don't see something it does not exist. If something does not exist it is likely to have been blown up. Sebastian's face fell faster than a feather neatly tied to a rock being thrown off a boat. "I think my house blew up. I can't give this little guy a home if I don't have one myself." Sebastian began to feel very bad indeed. He brought the puppy down.