Dukey paced around in the front yard of the Test residence. "I can't believe it! Here we are, not a year after the LAST time, and no sign of Johnny anywhere!" Dukey continued to fume. "I mean, okay, last year it was a big huge complicated plan - or at least as close to that as you get with Johnny - but at least he was around! Where could he be?"
Sighing, Dukey lay down against the tree, lost in thought. "I guess it doesn't really matter. It's not like today is really important to anyone but me...but it should be!" Dukey started to cry.
He heard a familiar bark, and looked up. There was that stuck up pink labradoodle, Missy. What was SHE doing here? And...what was with Sissy?
Sissy was wearing a pale blue dress, had her hair combed out to hang straight, and was carrying a bag over one arm, holding Missy's leash with the other hand. "Oh, hey Dukey!" Sissy called out. It wasn't she expected him to answer, but she felt it appropriate to say hi.
Dukey barked in response, still a little shocked at Sissy's appearance.
"Hey, have you seen Johnny? He asked me to come over today." Sissy looked a little confused, glancing around.
Dukey felt his heart sink. Today of all days...Johnny had asked SISSY over? Sadly, Dukey shook his head.
"Oh, okay. I'll ask Mr. Test if he knows where he is." She turned to head in.
Dukey walked around behind the tree, and started crying again.
Up by the door, Sissy turned to Missy. "Man, Dukey looks really down. I can see why Johnny wanted me to help throw him such a huge surprise party for his birthday." She glanced inside the bag at the wrapped present. "But Johnny said he'd meet me outside..." She rang the doorbell.
Hugh answered. "Hey Sissy! Don't you look nice today! Come in."
Sissy walked in. "So everything's ready, right?"
"Well, almost. There's no sign of Johnny anywhere."
Sissy was shocked. "What? But he planned this all out! Where could he possibly be?"
Johnny groaned as he sat up, rubbing his head. "What hit me...huh?" He looked around. He was in some sort of glass cage. "Where am I? What's going on?" He heard malicious laughter from nearby. "Who's there?"
There was no response, but something dropped from the celleing. Several somethings. Slowly they stood up, looking like...dolls?
THe first doll looked at him with menacing eyes, spreading its arms. "Come play with me!" The dolls started to walk towards him...and he recognized the logo on the dolls chest's.
"Wacko!" he whispered, backing away. "This isn't good...this isn't good at all..."