New Home, Sort of

Four years, I was a semi-retired model living with Father, Mommy, Claire and that boy . But then something happen to both Father and Mommy. It was horrible. Worse then that night there was a stand off at Britney Spears’s house. Claire was a wreck and decided to go “emo” by dying her hair this ugly brown. She also started to wear this skin tight leather outfits. Her new “friends” began hanging out at the house. The girl wasn’t too bad. She was able to get me a new Gucci bag, so she’s cool. The guy was kinda creepy. He seems to have anger issues and keeps glaring at Father’s photo. I think he might have taken one of the photos for some sick reason.

Claire now had the task of selling the house and finding a new home for me. She told me she would not have time for me in her new line of work. She tried to get that boy to take care of me but he said something about this cult in Idaho. I heard something about worshiping aliens and Big Foot?? Uncle Peter wasn’t even an option. She hated his guts for some reason. I guess emo people hate other emos. I think Peter is one pepperoni short of a pizza. Next on the list was her real father. His wife, Tracy, was more excited to adopt me than he was. She reminds me a lot of their wonderfully stylish mother, Angela. They both know how to work that Dolce & Gabbana. I just know Tracy is destined to become the modern Jackie O. When she saw me, her face lit up.
“Nathan Dear, look at him! He is perfect. He has such great bone structure.”

“Tracy Honey, we don’t need another dog. We have Prada,” He replied with out even looking at me.
“But dear” she began to plead with him, “He has a great background, and when you become President I want a First Dog that we can be proud of. Not some retarded dog you found in a box by Taco Bell”

“No, Tracy, we can’t have him. My allergies, remember? You wouldn’t want me to die in office or anything.”

“Come on, Nathan, Do you want me to call your mother? She would agree that Muggles would be a better icon than Prada. She hates Prada just as much as I do and she really likes Mr. Muggles.”

He finally looked at her and said, “If Mother loves Mr. Muggles so much, why doesn’t she adopt him?”

Tracy walked over and picked me up. “Honey, you know how busy your mother is. I don’t think she wants a high class dog running around Level 5. Pretty please Nathan. We would look so good together.”

“No, Honey we can’t have him. End of the story.” He replied to her.

Tracy then set me over to my bed. I could see a tear in her eye as she told me that she loves me and will make sure I get taken good care of.

Claire’s final option was her other uncle, Gabriel. In another time, he was Sexy Sylar but now I know him as my new daddy. He was so excited to take care of me. I wasn’t upset, I had always liked him. He had a sense of style that worked well with my style. Claire even gave him and his son, Noah, our house. He was extremely happy about that deal. Daddy was so nice that he gave me the best gift I could ever get, my own room!!! He also thought I should go back into modeling and started to take me out on gosees. We were able to book quiet a few gigs. He even has a wall devoted to all my shots.

Sadly, little Noah, doesn’t understand how I roll. He thinks I am a play toy to him. He likes to throw his toy ball at me. I am thinking “B***h, please!” but then I realize he is just a child. One day, Daddy caught his son throwing his pillow at me.

“Noah, Please don’t throw stuff at Mr. Muggles. Without him, we wouldn’t have this wonderful house. Why don’t I make you and Mr. Muggles favorite dish?”

“OK, Pappa,” said the child.

I have to admit, my life isn’t too bad. I lost my Mommy, but gained a great daddy who loves me. What daddy wouldn’t be making waffles for his favorite children?