Description: When Michael gets his husky up in a tree, it is up to Mignon, local superheroine recruited by El Fuerte, to rescue the puppy from the tree! But as it turns out, Pity has his own tricks, and poor Michael ends up getting caught between a dog and a very upset Mignon! (Winner: Mignon)
Generally, the Metro City Park is jam packed with people going about their recreational needs. However, considering that its been a rather dull day and the fact that the weather has been rather unpredictable its a great time for a guy to walk his dog without having to worry about those pesky leash laws.
Michael isn't too keen on all the noise the big city tends to bring to his aural facilities, but his dog on the otherhand is quite content with all of the new sights, smells and sounds. It really is a lot to take in for the both of them, but keeping a large husky cooped up in a small run down apartment for days on end really leads to messy and disastrious situations. That and theres cats in the park. Dogs just /love/ cats.
It doesn't take much for the large husky to show her age and utterly disregard all of that carefully honed training she received when she notices a squirrel, causing her owner to grumble heavily as he's once again trying to get a dog /out/ of the tree.
"PITY! STOP THAT! Do you want to be known as the dog that gets stuck in trees!?"
Dogs are adorable.
This was a simple fact of nature. Of course, here in the Metro City Park, dogs were common. In many ways, it was like a Metro City Bark. That is, instead of a park, it is a bark, much like the sound that a dog like Pity would make. Now, everyone has heard of a
But it takes a special kind of heroine to get a dog out of a tree.
"A Heroine like Mignon!"
That was the cry from the teenage girl who was trying to jump out from the bushes. Trying being that she was accidently stuck in the bushes, and struggling to get out. The girl was pink in her outfit, pink in her hair, pink in her eyes. Every movement was a squeak, squeaking as the bushes rustle. SQUEAK SQUEAK RUSTLE RUSTLE RUSTLE. BUt that hardly was the most unusual thing.
She was, of all things, wearing a lucha mask.
Tthe ornate pink mask she was wearing over her face was shimmering in the daylight. Sequined with rhinestone, glitter, and the odd ribbon, the lucha mask bears painted whiskers, giving it a very feline appearance. Finally, the girl falls out of the bush. "WAAA!" Was the cry as she falls down. Stumbling back upright, she holds herself tall. Hand out, the strange girl suddenly announces.
"I meant La Tierna"
Mouth slack, she focuses hard on Michael, voice lifting high. "It means cute! I am La Tierna! Super-Heroine of Metro City!" She pipes up, drawing her arm back to point at the puppy in the tree. "AND IS THAT A PUPPY UP IN THE TREE! Oh my goodness! This looks like a job for MIgnon! I mean La Tierna! To rescue that puppy!" And not so quietly, she squees.
"And to rub his adorable fluffy tummy!"
"...Pity. Out of the tree now." Michael isn't quite sure how to really react to this, mainly because dogs are not tree dwelling creatures. Not to mention he has a girl in a pink mask trying to explain how her name means cute, as well as trying to get his dog out of the tree as well. Sometimes he wonders why he even left the mountains.
Unfortunately, the dog has other things in mind, especially as the fresh meat that has arrived to get her out of the tree squeeks!
SQUEEKY THING MUST BE INVESTIGATED!
Somehow, there's a brief puff of smoke in the tree as the dog is now on the ground, bounding towards Mignon at a million miles an hour like some form of squeeky toy loving missile. So while Mignon may be happy to have a puppy coming to her for some full on attention...
All Michael can do is grumble and yell more at the dog. "Pity! HEY! COME ON! STOP THAT! PITY! GET YOUR NOSE OUT OF THAT WOMAN'S CROTCH! OH MY GOD! PITY! NO!"
Dogs are the best companions.
Aaaw, the puppy was coming to her- OH MY GOODNESS!
Mignon- I mean La Tierna was still smiling as the puppy suddenly pops in a puff of smoke. "Oh wow! Your puppy is magical!" She pipes up. As she bends forward towards the zooming dog- and suddenly, she was getting noof'd by the puppy! Underneath that mask, she was turning bright red. But as she pets the puppy, she slowly tries to slip away.. as she hastily calls out to Michael.
"Don't worry Mister! Mignon knows how to handle naughty puppies!"
Mignon pauses.
"I mean La Tierna!"
Looking down at the husky, she can't help but pet the fluffy dog. "Aaaaaaw! He is so- oh my- so cute! Um, puppy-wuppy?!" She asks pleadingly. "Puppy-wuppy woo, no noofs! No noofs! That's is Mignons- I mean La Tierna's secret heart place!" Mignon continues to try and stop the doggie, while praising him all the way. Looking up, she stares at Michael helplessly.
'"What is the smoogie-boo's name?!"
While Mignon may be happy that the dog is totally pettable, that ever persistent squeeking causes the pooch to discover the cause.
*LOCATION: DISCOVERED*
While Mignon is struggling to push the dog away, Pity has other ideas in mind, and quickly latches onto the left shoe of the woman, only yank it off cleanly and rush off like she just got caught peeing on the couch.
"..PITY! NO! BAD DOG!" Michael is pretty much losing his mind as this is pretty much the worst thing he could expect to happen. This is supposed to be the greatest trained dog ever, and she steals someones shoe /OFF/ their foot. While he should be inclined to chase after the dog, he's not really bothering with it. To him, this sort of thing is a lost cause so all he can really do is turn to the girl and sigh. "Look. Pity generally doesn't do things like this. So. Uh.. I'm sorry she stole your shoe. I wouldn't uh.. expect to get it back at this point. ..Thanks for the new chew toy for my dog that you didn't even know before two minutes ago?"
Not her shoe!"
As the doggie pulls off her shoe, Mignon yelps. "OH NO!" Falling backwards, she squeals. "Not my shoe! Nooooo! Naughty puppy, bad bad dog!" Getting on her knees, she lunges for the shoe after the dog. But well out of her reach, she falls face first on the ground.
And she stilfles a sob.
Mignon had MANY techniques in handling hurt feelings. With a sister like Ninon, you had to work hard in keeping your feelings in check. Mignon's eyes were shut tight as she sits back up, hands folded in her lap. Her lower lip was quivering, pouting heavily. Maybe... maybe the nice man would get it back. Except he says that it would be gone forever. Mignon throws her head back, sniffing heavily.
And then the wetworks comes.
"BWAAAAAAAA! PUPPY DOESN'T LOVE ME!!"
Uh oh. Tears. Tears are bad. Especially when they're being used on someone who has no idea what to do in this situation. "Uh... Its not that bad. Can't you get a new shoe or something?" Yes, rub salt in fresh wounds. That is the wise thing to do.
WHY WON'T SHE STOP CRYING!? This is a horrible day. Pity so is not getting any treats for a month due to this. No where in any of his totally awesome and dangerous ninja training was he told ever how to deal with a crying girl. Thats something they never even went near! It was like 'This is what you do in order to take out a shogun who is unjustly taxing the peasents!' and stuff. While none of it really applies, it still didn't actually touch the subject of 'INNOCENT GIRL - SOBBING'
"..Uh.. Stop crying. Please? It'll be okay. Its not the end of the world. Don't cry... Uh. Uh.. She does like you a lot! Thats why she stole your shoe! Yeah. Thats it."
The tears do not stop.
Bawling, Mignon suddenly whips out her pink, Hello-Kitty cellphone. Pounding the numbers on the phone, her loud crying is smothered into whimpering. Clutching her ear, she rocks back and forward as she listens to the ringing phone.
"NINON!!!!"
Mignon sobs hard. "It is La Tierna! I mean, it is Mignon! I am CRYING! I am crying so hard! There was a puppy! And it was nice! ANd then it was mean! And it toook myyyyy shooooooooooe!" She practically screams that last word. "I am ALONE and SCARED and there is a MEAN MAN whose DOG took my SHOE FOREVER! I WANNA GO HOME. I WANT GRANDMAMA! BWAAAAAAAAAAA! BWAAAAAA!"
And then, she closed the phone.
Still whimping and sputtering, she looks towards Michael, eyes puffy and red from the bawling. "It was a VOICE MAIL! I AM ALONE! Not even MR DORA is around to help me! I want my shoe back." She shrilly whines.
"I WANT MY SHOOOOOOE!"
At first, Michael was slightly afraid that she was going to call someone and have a hit or something put out on him. You can never be too sure with these cutesy innocent types. There is always something pure evil about them. Like, they could have a super attack squad of a thousand guys whose sole purpose is to keep them happy and innocent. That or they're just that head over heels for 'em.
"Uh.. Dog's already gone. Finding her is going to be a pretty big pain.. I mean, she's a special breed and she knows a lot of tricks. So when she wants to vanish like a ninja.. uh.. she does." There really isn't much the man can do at this point, other then apologize some more and try to find the quickest escape route away from Crazyville. The man takes a few steps away now from Mignon, glancing around to see if anyone really is trying to rush in to this girl's aid, or if he really might get away.
"Well.. uh. I'm really sorry lady about the shoe. I promise you I will make sure that once Pity comes home, she will be properly punished and send an apology to you herself." Yeah. Like he's really going to do that.
"So you hate me?"
Mignon's eyes were becoming very, very puffy. Pouting, she suddenly grabs her face. Tugging hard, she pulls off her mask. Her face was very pink, the heat of her crying and the mask doing terrible things to her skin. And her HAIR. A tussled mess, all tossed all over. And Mignon was staring at the ground.
The tears still coming.
"You aren't even trying to find my shoe. And I don't want the nice puppy punished for taking my shoe. I just want my shoe back!" She suddenly looks back up to Michael, eyes tearly and watery, big and pink. "Do you really, really want to help Mignon out with her shoe troubles? Would you do anything to help her? She is all alone in this big city. Except for Mr. Dora, and Naerose!"
Mignon gives a great big sniff.
"Wait, what?" Chalk up another victory for Crazyville. A few more steps are taken backwards, trying to put even more distance between himself and Mignon. He does not like where this line of conversation is going to possibly head.
"How the heck can I hate you when I don't even know you!" More steps are taken. There is now a good two to three feet between himself and Mignon, more then enough to take a good running start and make that desperate bid for freedom. He can't really help the fact his dog stole the shoe and then fled the scene! Its a true tragedy it happened. "Uh.. I don't know where your shoe is.. I'm serious. I've lost at least five pairs of my own shoes to the dog, and I have no idea where she takes off to hide them at! I really wish I could help you. Uh.. How about I... Uh..."
"I'd love to help, honest. I would.. Its just.. I can't really do much more! I swear! I mean, I'd offer to pay for it, but I really don't have any money.."
Mignon sniffs a second time.
"It's okay." Mignon begins, wiping the tears from her face. "You don't have to help me out. You can leave me alone, a strange Japanese girl, in the middle of the big city without a shoe." The teenager whimpers. "I am sure I will be fine." She slowly rises up, and takes one step with her good shoe. *SQUEAK* was the sound. And then, she takes a step with the second.
And immediately falls into a puddle.
"OWWIE OW OUCH!" She exclaims, and the bubblering returns. "You... Y-you should leave me alone now, because all I am doing is making you sad because I am so upset and in a terrible place, and you can't do anything about your dog, even if you worked really hard. I should just be left here and forgotten! It is really okay, mister! Mignon will just..." She swallows hard, wiping away the water from the dirty puddle. "Mignon will just...."
"Mignon will just try her hardest to make the best out of a bad day!"
"Err.." The words are like an arrow to Michael's heart, making him feel even worse over the entire ordeal. He could run away now and leave her to her own defenses, but that wouldn't really be the right or honorable thing to do. So as much as that little voice in his head is screaming to run for the hills and never look back..
"Come on. I'll take you back to my place so you can get cleaned up and find someone to get you some new shoes.." Somehow, he doesn't quite think this is going to end just there, and his small apartment may not survive having someone like this even entering it. "I can't quite leave you there crying, now can I?"
"Back to your place?"
Eyes watery with tears, Mignon looks back up to the man who had caused her so much misery, so much pain in her day. Whose own dog ruined everything. And yet, innocent eyes. Curious eyes. Head cocked ot the side, her mind was an utter mystery, mulling about strange, unknown thoughts. The words she asks, though, are as a small child. Innocent. Care free. And possibly, unaware of the implications.
"What are we going to do there?"
"..You're filthy and wet. You need to dry off. Plus, you're only wearing one shoe, and really you could get sick that way." Michael sighs loudly as he presses a hand to his forehead, trying to allow himself to remain calm in this situation. This is not someone he could really deal with on a regular basis.
"Not to mention, whoever you called isn't answering so you're obviously going to be stuck waiting out here to wait for someone to bring you a new set of shoes, and the fact that you're now wet and have been crying means you could get sick." Logic obviously doesn't come naturally to Mignon. That or she just subscribes to her own brand.
"Are you... trying to be nice to Mignon?"
Mignon cocks her head the other way. And promptly, takes out her phone again. Tappity tap tap. Tap tap. Tap tap tap. Plugging away at the phone, she finally sends whatever message she was sending... and begins tapping away for a second one. This continues in silence, until...
"Okay! I told people!"
Gingerly rising up, Mignon balanced on one foot. As it so happens, the shoeless foot. "Okay! Mignon told her sister and Mr. Dora that a nice stranger in the park who robbed her is taking her back to his apartment! It should be okay though, Mignon trusts you! Besides, the puppy will be coming back home, right? THen he will bring back Mignon's shoe, so Mignon can get fully dressed again!"
The innocent grin does not fade from the cheery girl.
"Oh for the.." Tears visibly start to well up in Michael's eyes now as his head starts to soak in JUST what the girl did and said. This makes him regret fully his offer and not running off like she suggested! Either she's an evil mastermind hell bent on making him suffer due to his dog misbehaving or she's just that niave and innocent. Somehow he really wants to believe its the first one. That makes the most sense. Please let it be the first. It has to be.
"Lets.. lets just go. Its not that far. Just.. Keep quiet and don't talk to anyone." He's going to regret this until the day he dies, but one thing is obvious.
"..I just can't believe this day is really happening..."
Aw, he was crying for HER?
Maybe he wasn't a butt. Mignon was smiling now. "Aaaaaw. Don't be sad Mister! Mignon will not tell anyone else about how she is going to your apartment! Mignon can be your little secret! And don't be so sad!" Mignon states, as she begins to follow the way, hop hopping along with a squeak squeak squeak towards Michael's apartment... with a final word.
"The day is only beginning with Mignon!"
Log created on 17:55:07 07/09/2012 by Mignon, and last modified on 02:37:13 07/13/2012.