Seabass’ Diary…Day 153…Defeated

July 24, 2017- I looked to Simba for any sort of support or exit strategy, but he just sat there with a stupid look on his face and the tiniest bit of a smirk. I would battle with him later, but at this point, I needed to focus on getting away from Amelia and saving any shred of dignity that I had left. If she managed to wrestle me into the pink pyjamas that would be it…I could not go on. How could I ever look at myself in the mirror again if she defeated me?

She carried me over to the closet and sorted through outfit after pink outfit until she finally selected the perfect one. Let’s get one thing straight, I’m not opposed to wearing clothes, after all, I have a Batman shirt, multiple capes and of course a suit of armour but doesn’t everyone?

“OK! Let’s put these on!” Amelia squealed as she showed me a nightgown that had frills and ribbons and sequins. I shuddered and clenched my jaw. I wanted to fight back, I really did, but I had no choice but to just lay there and let her put the pyjamas on me. The last thing I wanted was to wear the pyjamas, but more importantly, I didn’t want to be seen as a monster, and  I knew that if I attacked her word would get out and no one would ever work for me again. My plans for world domination were more important than my pride at this second.

She slid the nightgown over my head and put my arms through the sleeves. There was snickering coming from the corner, and I wriggled around to witness Simba covering his mouth and trying not to laugh. Vengence would be mine as soon as I got out of here.

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 86…Victorious…

July 21, 2016-The tall, thin human ran towards me with the torch. I released Edgardo and circled around the fire. I was cold and calculated in my steps. I scanned the area and looked for something that I could use to immobilize the human but there was nothing that would give me an advantage; I would have to fight her without anything but my brute strength and cunning wit.

The tall, thin human and I stood across from eachother, the campfire was the only thing that separated us. Flames and ash licked at the air as the wind changed direction; that’s when I caught a familiar scent…It smelled like Simba. I heard a whistle come from behind me and there was only one other person in the world who knew that whistle…he was here. The very next moment, before I could even gather what was happening, Simba lunged from the bushes and pounced onto the tall, thin human’s shoulders. He started biting her and she screamed in pain so I sprang into action to finish Edgardo!

The tall, thin human flailed wildly as she tried to remove Simba from her neck but he would not release her. Edgardo and I twisted and crashed in a magnificent heap of fur and I delivered one devastating blow after another to his jaw. I looked over at Simba and he had the tall, thin woman on the ground-she was rolling in the dirt to try and get him to release her from his teeth. Then I saw it. A can of pepper spray reflected in the moon light. It had jostled free from the human’s utility vest! I ran over, picked up the can and said, “Run Simba!”

He obeyed my orders and ran wildly into the bushes. I pressed down on the nozzle and sprayed the human in the face with her own weapon! She screamed and writhed in terror as she tried to remove the substance from her eye. She got on all fours and tried to stand up but it was no use-I had temporarily blinded her. I ran over to Grandpa and untied him when he finally came to-“Seabass!” He said groggily and stood up. I led him to the bushes where Simba was laying in wait, “Come-I’ll lead you to the animals,” Simba said and we followed him into the darkness.

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