Hey people, elves, demigods, wizards, witches, and all! Hope you’re doin’ well. 🌻
I’ve been wanting to do this post for a while, because I’ve always had Bruno and Angel’s (his sister) story all planned out. And finally, it’s here! I eventually decided it should be told from Bruno’s perspective, because Angel is way too talkative to stay on point. She’d also probably make it more dramatic, and movie-esque, so that’s another reason.
Anyway, this is also how I’m going to be introducing the rest of my stuffies from now on. Stuffie profiles was cool and all, but I think I prefer this. I don’t know yet, so maybe you can put in your thought below?
With all that said, say goodbye to me, and welcome in Bruno!
Ello’ everyone. I don’t remember what Rayna’s intro thingy is, or else I would use it.
Anyway, I’m Bruno! Angel’s sister. She always says I’m much more of an angel than her, so that’s ironic I guess. I wonder if you know Angel? She’s so much more talkative than I am, so I would not be surprised if you do.
Rayna said I’m supposed to introduce myself in this post. But I don’t like writing much. And Angel isn’t here to help me. Oh, I call her Angie by the way. But she doesn’t like anyone calling her that, apart from me. So do not get any ideas.
Anyway I guess I’m going to have to tell you about my past. I’m four years younger than Angie, so that makes me ten and she fourteen. We were abandoned when I was four and she was eight, and we used to roam the streets together. She learnt how to build us a fire, so we could sleep well and cook food.
Angie always used to look after me, because I was only four after all. She was good at it, by the way. She used to wrap her purple scarf (which she was abandoned with. I got nothing) around me and say “we’ll be fine, Bru, really we will.”
Angie got real good at stealing, and got real talkative too. I just got more silent, because I was scared. Then, when I was six and she was ten, we got rescued! Helen, the caregiver, was real nice. The other kids were OK. I stayed close to Angie.
After about a year I guess, we got adopted. Helen told us we were really lucky to get adopted together, because most siblings don’t. I was real happy to be with Angie. Still am.
That’s us with our new family! Yeah, one big happy family of dogs. I loved them first time we met, but Angie took a little while getting used to them and all. I guess I understand that.
After three years though, she’s really happy with them. She has even started sistering Bobo like she used to do with me. I’m OK with that, though, because I’m glad she has.
That’s my story! It’s all true, I promise you guys. Angie and Rayna will back me up, I’m sure. Oh and now I gotta go for school.
Yep, Bruno’s story is true indeed. I tried to make it sound like Bruno was telling his story, not me. Did it feel like that? I even spelt ‘okay’ as ‘OK’ for some additional difference. Do you know how hard that was for me? *heart-clutch*
Also, I was using my camera for the pictures today, ANNNND I actually felt inspired to write a post in the daytime today, so the lighting was really good too. Did they look better? Am I asking too many questions? I am, aren’t I? Will I ever stop? MAKE IT STOPPPPPPP-
*cough* Anyway, I hope you liked the photostory! Have a great day, afternoon, or night, everyone! 👋