Treasure Island Incognito
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300+ - For Meggles and the adventurous sister <3 Set after a nap or something lol I figure we can have one of them lose an incisor or something since they should start losing those soon.. Also, a little bit of pp, forgives meeee

Silvano yawned wide, tongue sticking out as his small white puppy teeth beginning to show. He was curled up on a pillow, still small enough to fit on the thing, though he did notice how he was getting bigger and bigger on it, legs popping off the edges a bit. One day, he would be as big as his siblings, his parents, and the rest of the pack, but now he was stuck at his dinky height, matched by his two younger sisters. But maybe one day, one day, he would be big enough to easily ignore Artemis and her somehow amazing skills of persuasion. Silvano was looking forward to the day he could leave the manor without a hitch and just be on his own to stare at the sky and ponder his place in the universe. Of course, right now, all he wanted to do was roll in the grass and find the pictures in the clouds.


Well, it was about time he humored Artemis, or at least see that she was not about to get herself killed with a shaky shelf or something. Silvano rolled off the pillow, scrambling to his feet. Still a little awkward, he ambled around a bit to get the sleep out of his limbs. "Artie, where you at, Artie?" he said, not bothering to shout. If anything, he would hear here first before she heard him. The Sadira gave off a sigh, small nails tapping on the floor as he patiently tried to figure out if Artemis was out and about or slumbering somewhere. His focus faded and he started starting at the wall as though he could see through it. Completely fazing out, the puppy began to wonder if his sister was trapped and needed rescuing, or if she had found treasure and was trying to get it without him. How dastardly.


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-is a slowpants Meggles- ♥ 300+


Silvano was boring, taking a nap. Who did things like that? Artemis did not, no she did not! Not unless her parents made her, of course, and then she didn't really have a choice. Sometimes, though, she liked to close her eyes and pretend to sleep, to see if she could fool them. It usually did not work, but she could always keep trying. Someday, she would master the art of pretending to sleep. She woul.d not tell anyone, but usually when she pretended to fall asleep, she did end up dozing just a little bit... But not much. No, never a lot. An itty-bitty nap, at best.

Instead of napping like her brother, Artemis had adventured! The first step had been to see if the door was open and if there was anything interesting in the hall, but nothing seemed to draw her attention. Then, she had wiggled her way underneath the bed, curious to see what it was like under there. In one word, it was dusty, and she coughed a lot. During this, though, she saw a bit of shiny material—the plastic on the bottom of the box spring—hanging in her face, with a hole into the bed above her!

Of course Artemis had needed to climb up into it. Even with all of her weight on the aged plastic, she did not fall through, and she explored inside the boxspring with interest, ears perking up when she heard her brother calling for her. "I'm in the bed, Silv!" she shouted, her voice muffled by where she was. It was really weird in there, definitely. It was hot and her voice sounded funny to her own ears. She wondered if her brother would actually understand what she meant. After all, inside the bed was unexplored territory for all of them, wasn't it?

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This seriously got lost on me D:


Silvano eyed the room for movement, swiveling his ears to try and hear his sister's paws on the wooden floors. He stuck out his tongue in frustration, stepping around in the same spot. Then, he heard what he wanted; Artemis's voice, but it sounded weird. It was really quite odd. At first, he could not figure out what she had shouted at him, but he caught "in" and "bed", so the Sadira put two and two together and turned to face the bed. But, where was she? No way was his sister on the bed; he would have seen her and would have heard her clearly. Maybe she was under it? That sounded reasonable. Ducking his head under the mattress, he gazed under it, tail wagging. Wait. Where was she?


Whining, he slipped under the thing completely, paws stepping in dust. Clouds of it rose wherever he disturbed it, forcing him to cough and his eyes to water a bit. Sneezing all of a sudden, he blew more of it forward. Though, looking where his sneeze moved the dust, Silvano also saw prints that were not his own. He ruffled forward, following his sister's shuffled trail. Then, they stopped. Though the paw prints here were more of a jumble than an orderly path. Glancing about, he heard movement. Above him. Utterly confused, he looked up, seeing a glimmer of his sister's coloration in a hole. A hole! Lifting himself up into it, he peered inside the hole at his sister's rear. "Artie!, how'd you find thiis? What's inside?" he asked, sneezing slightly as more dust wafted into his nose.


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It's all good. <3


Everything about this place was dirty and dusty, but Artemis did not mind. Dust never bothered her, and neither did dirt! She spent so much time exploring and adventuring that a little dirt and dust was nothing to her. She stood shakily, hoping she would not fall right through the plastic. She would fall right onto Silvano! Actually, come to think of it... Artemis giggled a bit. That would be kind of funny. Certainly he would not appreciate that, though, so she was glad she was being very careful to not fall through. It was exciting in here, anyway!

Artemis turned around quickly and squealed with delight when she saw her brother's head pop up through the hole she had crawled up through. "Silv! We're in the bed! Isn't this sooooo cool?" she asked excitedly, tail thumping the bottom of the mattress above them rapidly. Baby blue eyes studied her brother thoughtfully, though, noting that he kept sneezing. "We can get out, though, if you want, and go explore something else. On account of the dust and all, if it bothers you," she added. Missa wanted to play, but only if he could play, too!

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He had to keep his head lower under the bed; the springs looked sharp and he did not want to get one to impale him through his skull or eyes. Silvano tried not to breath in the dust too much; it just made him sneeze all the more. But despite his sniffling and the dust, the Sadira was smiling broadly, tail waving fanatically behind him. They were in the bed. Artemis pointed it out and he nodded vigorously. "I know, I can't believe it!" Tongue lolling out a bit, the boy looked around the box spring. He giggled. "Do you think we're the only ones to go in here?" he muttered in a hushed voice, feeling like this was some grand secret for the two of them.


Suddenly, he frowned and shook his head at his sister. "Are you kidding? We're in the bed." Silvano tested the frame, stepping forward more. So dusty, but it was becoming bearable. Artie was used to this kind of thing; she got into messes all the time. "It's like a secret hideout! Like, we're hiding from some bad guys that are chasing us. And, and we're hiding from them. Or maybe, maybe. Maybe there's treasure!" he added, tone slowly escalating as he grew more and more excited.


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Artemis looked around, deciding that they must have been the only ones to come up in there. Something had ripped the plastic underneath enough that she could scramble through, but there hadn't been any other paw prints in the dust or anything. "Nope," she said firmly, "we're definitely the first ones!" Maybe. That made it even more exciting, because she could share this adventure with her technically-bigger brother. Sort of she was the first one to explore the bed, but Silvano had come in quickly enough that she'd share the glory of it all with him, too.

Her brother's denial of needing to leave made her grin happily, her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth despite all the dust their paws stirred up. She listened with interest, her ears pricked, silently until he said the last part. "No way!" she excitedly whispered, mimicking his own hushed tones so that no one could possibly find them. "Where do you think the treasure is!?" Her brother was pretty good at finding stuff, hopefully, because Artemis was mostly good at getting into things. She'd gotten them into the bed, but where the heck would the treasure be!?

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