Priss's Life to being Victorious

Priss sat with her longpaw. Her longpaw owned a huge house. It was amazing! She sprawled across the lawn beach chair, which her owner sat in the other one."BRUTIS!". Her spoiled longpaw woman yelled. Brutis was the man who served Brooke and Priss. Brutis was worried and ran to the rich longpaw. "Yes Madame Brooke!?". Brutis yelped. Priss had learned later that her longpaw was called Madame Brooke, but called Brooke by her female longpaws she was with. Madame Brook was about 23 years old, and crawling with money. Brooke sipped her special drink .She glared at Brutis. "Be quicker next time! I don't pay you to lay around! Now bring me and Priss some caviar! NOW!". Brooke demanded. Brutis nodded and ran to the kitchen. Priss scoffed. "Old nag better bring me caviar in a glass bowl, or I swear I'll bite his head off!". Priss then saw Brutis running back. He gave Madame Brooke her caviar. "Any thing else Madame Brooke? For you or Priss!?". He asked, nervous .Brooke gasped. "THAT'S MADAME PRISS TO YOU PEASANT! AND NO! GET OUT OF MY SITE! YOU'RE BLOCKING MY SUN!!". Brooke screeched. Brutis nodded and ran back in the house. "Who does he think he's talking to!?". Priss growled. She ate her caviar all fancy-like. She would of rather had something else, but this would do. After Priss and Brooke were done sun bathing in their matching designer owner and dog bikini's, they went inside. Brooke sat on her bed, with pink thin drapes and fluffy pillows. Priss jumped up on the bed, and sat in a delicate pillow just for her .She smirked as she watched the loudbox with her longpaw. "Brutis!". Brooke called. Brutis walked in. "Yes Madame Brooke?". Brooke sighed. "Me and Priss are awfully hungry, more caviar. Now!". Priss lifted her head. Brutis frowned. "I'm so sorry madame Brooke, but we are all out!". Brooke scoffed. "Fine, serve us up some Wagyu beef and Saffron. And order more Caviar!". Brooke groaned. Brutis nodded. He soon brought the food. It was Priss's favorite .Priss ate the beef and then took a quick nap. She woke up in a special room. She hated this room. She only went in this room if it was time for a..oh no! Vet is coming! Priss woke up with a start, whimpering. Brooke talked to Vet Gary. Gary checked Priss. He sighed. "I'm sorry..but Priss doesn't have champion blood lines. Her parents aren't who they were said to be..". Gary frowned. Brooke gasped." 'O.M.G.' no!". She growled and said some..not so nice words..and gave Vet his money and kicked him out of the mansion. Brooke slapped Priss right off the table. Priss yelped in shock and fell to the ground. Her legs ached. She whimpered. Brooke kicked her and yelled. "YOU MUTT! YOU'RE HORRIBLE!! I CAN NEVER MAKE MONEY OFF OF YOU!!". She yelled. "BRUTIS, GET HER OUT!! KICK HER, AND TAKE HER AWAY!! FAR AWAY!! IT'S NIGHT-TIME!! NO ONE WILL SEE! NOW GO!". Brooke screeched. Brutis frowned and picked up Priss. He got in his car. Priss shook her fur and was scared. /I thought she loved me..I really did../. Brutis frowned. He drove and stopped by a house. He grabbed Priss and brought her in the house. He placed her on the floor. Priss shivered. She was scared like crazy. Brutis gave her a tasty meat. It was different from what she ate before. "It's store bought sausage, but you'll like it Priss-no, your name is not Priss. Your name is Victorious. Because you are so lucky. Now at least. We'll call you Vicky..sometimes Vic.". He murmured with a smile. Priss looked up at him and ate her sausage. "Come on Vic.". He smiled. He walked in a strange room. He placed Priss on the bed. He lied on a bed. He whispered. "I love you, Vic.". He fell asleep. Vick thought. / I am no longer Priss..I am Vic, because I'm the most victorious dog. He is now my human. He saved me. He took me in, when I was a bad dog. I love him. I will forever serve him as a loyal companion. She fell asleep.
Three years later*
Vic wagged her tail. Her owner had got home from work. She never smelled Brooke on him. He must of decided to never work for her again. Vic smiled. Brutis lied in the bed, with Victorious on his stomach. She lied down. "Let's play!". She yapped. He looked at her weakly. / Is there something wrong with him? He smells weird../. She nosed him and licked his nose. Brutis blinked. He seemed so tired..almost too tired. He then closed his eyes. Hours had passed, and Vicky was still laying by him. She started barking wildly. She smelled him. He was dead. She yelped and cried. "No!! NO NO NO NO!!". She yelled. "He's the only one who ever loved me!". She sobbed. She barked furiously. "Someone, help us, please!". She called and called. She then looked out the front door and saw a figure. She ran. It was Penelope, the black poodle next door. "What's wrong Vic!?". She asked. Vicky sobbed. "I think Brutis is dead, but I'm not sure! Please help!!". She yelped. Penelope's eyes widen. She gave a quick nod. She started barking like crazy, running into yards, and smashing things until angry longpaws and her owners chased her. Penelope stopped at Vicky's front door. The longpaws opened the door. They ran to Brutis. Some were crying, some were yelling, and some were on their phones. Vic sobbed. She heard sirens and white dressed long paws took him away. "No,wait stop! What are you doing with him!?". Vic snarled. She bit the longpaws heels and legs. They then jumped in their odd loudcage and drove away. "NO STOP!!". Vicky snarled. She chased after the siren screeching car, with her longpaw in it. Penelope followed Vicky, running. Vicky ran and ran until the loudcage was out of sight, and she couldn't hear the sirens. A longpaw picked her up. This was one of the next door neighbors. They brought Vicky to their house. They had a basset hound named Snoopy, who nudged her. "There's some food ready!". Vicky turned away. "Im not hungry.". She muttered. Snoopy lowered his ears, frowned, and trudged to the kitchen to the dog bowls. He looked at Vic. "Do you mind if I..". He nosed towards Vicky's bowl. Vicky sighed. "Knock you self out". Priss shrugged. "Thanks!". Snoopy yelped, gobbling her food. "That dog is a bottomless pit.". She murmured to herself. She then fell asleep. She woke up in the middle of the night. She shivered. It was cold. She had stayed by the front door, and never left it, just in case her longpaw appeared. She saw that the door was slightly open. /Now to make my escape!/ She thought. She bounced up. She pulled the door with her claws and teeth. It almost opened when she heard a sound. Snoopy looked at her. "Where you going?". He asked. Vicky frowned. /I forgot about him./. "Look..Snoopy..I can't stay here. I have to find my human!".Vic sighed. Snoopy frowned. "But-But..". He tried to say. Vic walked up to him. "If your longpaws were gone, and you had even the slightest chance of finding them, you would leave, wouldn't you?". Priss looked at him in the eyes, asking him the straight up truth. Snoopy then slowly nodded. "I would..do the same..". He sighed. "I'll miss you..". Snoopy admitted Vic smiled. "And I'll miss you". She replied. Snoopy looked at her. "Your the best friend I've ever had.". /Hmmm/. "Maybe more than that.". Vicky walked up to him and licked him. It was a kiss for dogs. He looked shocked, but also happy. "If your ever feeling lonely, howl me." Vicky winked, and with a turn, she was gone. She then ran, following the tracks to the place where Brutis was took. She had followed the trail for hours. Her paws ached deeply. She yawned. She curled up under a seating bench. "It won't hurt to close my eyes for a few seconds..". She then feel asleep. When she woke up, they're were longpaws surrounded by her. Maybe she had went to far.. /This is what they call the city./ She was defiantly too far. She whimpered. She begged a longpaw for food. She was ravenous. The longpaw growled and kicked her. She yelped and made a run. She then found her self in the road. A car came rushing towards her. She yelped and ran away. She had been walking for hours, where she was in the forest. /What have I gotten myself into..?/. She thought. She then saw a pack of dogs. Maybe I can join them. But I'm not lucky. My human hated me, then my human who loved me died, I was finding love..but had to leave it, and I was kicked to the curb like garbage. Am I really just a Priss? Or am I Victorious, like I was said to be?
This Story was created by Survivor dogs rule, and is the back story to Priss (False Truths)
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