[ The note Hunter slid under Dylan's door is... Well, he tried to write as clearly as possible, but it's a bit shaky. Probably shouldn't be much of a surprise when it reads like this: ]
Hey Dylan,
You know how pushy and shouty that principal turned out to be? He reminded me of how Great Aunt Cruella would shout at me over the phone whenever she got impatient or I screwed up doing a favor for her. Which has been happening a lot more lately, ever since I got out of that shipping crate I was trapped in for six months. You'd honestly think she'd at least be happy I managed to survive, but no! No, the first thing she asks me about when I called her was something along the lines of "where's my fur coat, you useless snowflake?" Didn't even bother to go look for me while I was stuck in that dark, lonely box, not even once! And you know the worst part? If the principal was right, then I'm pretty sure the only person who would want to send me here is the very woman I wanted to impress.
Why am I telling you all this?
Because I owe you a HUGE apology for everything I've done.
All I wanted was her attention. Just some decent family time from literally the only other person I could call family. I have no idea where my parents have been for the past few years, my grandparents are dead, I don't know how many cousins I have that would even associate themselves with me... Hell, Cruella literally threatened to disown me before I got the idea for #sniffproof (the one with the bus and the hazmat suit). Cuddles was literally the closest friend I have, and I think even he's starting to get annoyed by me. What else could I do than try to get on Cruella's good side?
If you couldn't tell already, I've come to realize I made some HUGE mistakes. I don't know if I can really make it up to your family at this point, but I think I can offer you a peace treaty:
We drop the dog-napping thing, we agree not to kill each other, and if we can make it back home in one piece I'll do anything I can to get my great aunt away from your family. With any luck, I might be able to get the police involved and have her arrested for something. Should keep her out of your hair for a few years, at least.
Let me know what you think. If you wanna talk in person, I should either be in my room or the music room. Somewhere quiet.
- Hunter
P.S. Can you please tell me what this whole grudge is about? All I got from my aunt and some outside research was a famous musician who adopted a bunch of dalmatians and the accident that totaled my aunt's old car.
CLOSED TO DYLAN (CW: Child abuse/endangerment/possible neglect, implication of animal abuse)
Hey Dylan,
You know how pushy and shouty that principal turned out to be? He reminded me of how Great Aunt Cruella would shout at me over the phone whenever she got impatient or I screwed up doing a favor for her. Which has been happening a lot more lately, ever since I got out of that shipping crate I was trapped in for six months. You'd honestly think she'd at least be happy I managed to survive, but no! No, the first thing she asks me about when I called her was something along the lines of "where's my fur coat, you useless snowflake?" Didn't even bother to go look for me while I was stuck in that dark, lonely box, not even once! And you know the worst part? If the principal was right, then I'm pretty sure the only person who would want to send me here is the very woman I wanted to impress.
Why am I telling you all this?
Because I owe you a HUGE apology for everything I've done.
All I wanted was her attention. Just some decent family time from literally the only other person I could call family. I have no idea where my parents have been for the past few years, my grandparents are dead, I don't know how many cousins I have that would even associate themselves with me... Hell, Cruella literally threatened to disown me before I got the idea for #sniffproof (the one with the bus and the hazmat suit). Cuddles was literally the closest friend I have, and I think even he's starting to get annoyed by me. What else could I do than try to get on Cruella's good side?
If you couldn't tell already, I've come to realize I made some HUGE mistakes. I don't know if I can really make it up to your family at this point, but I think I can offer you a peace treaty:
We drop the dog-napping thing, we agree not to kill each other, and if we can make it back home in one piece I'll do anything I can to get my great aunt away from your family. With any luck, I might be able to get the police involved and have her arrested for something. Should keep her out of your hair for a few years, at least.
Let me know what you think. If you wanna talk in person, I should either be in my room or the music room. Somewhere quiet.
- Hunter
P.S. Can you please tell me what this whole grudge is about? All I got from my aunt and some outside research was a famous musician who adopted a bunch of dalmatians and the accident that totaled my aunt's old car.