Talk:Hellhound/@comment-2607:FB90:F52B:81ED:9476:F45F:7607:79BE-20200203035648/@comment-37028137-20200203044533

@ Hound

I pictured it somewhat differently.

You know the old phrase 'Just wait until your father gets home!' just flip that in the Hellhound's case.

Loretta came home ready for a cuddle sesion with her dear hubby after a long day at work oh she could almost feel him now pressed against her in warm dozing sleep. But as she entered her house she noticed her dear was standing in the foyer with a tired grim look. "Loretta I'm about to kill the boy again. Can you please deal with your son?" (By the by why is it always your son when the kid is in trouble, never the other way round?) "Oh no, What'd he do now?"

"He set fire to the Doc's orchard of apple trees. Thankfully he didn't want to press charges but..." She growled under her breath this is not what she had wanted after a long hard day at work with that uptight Anubis boss of hers breathing down her neck. "Ugh I'll deal with it! You go have a rest you look a little tired dear. I'll be along shortly to take care of you specially."

Turning and moving up the stairs two at a time there was anger, and purpose in her stride. "Josh!" (Because the kid always has a name like Josh, or Blair, or Tyler Ugh. What ever happened to boy's names? Where did the real boy's names get to? Like Eddie, or Johnny, Bobby and Phil? Ah that aside back to the task at hand.) "Josh what did you do to Doctor Hawthorn's orchard?!

Hell hath no fury like an angry Hellhound mother who had to take time out of her cuddle sesion to deal with her son.Things were about to get very difficult for Josh...

Cheers,

The Weary TimeLord.