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Duncan's Pet Monster
1 reviewTwists and turns around every corner when Duncan finds and befriends My Pet Monster.
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Found this in my files that I had long forgotten about. Now I shall post it. Got too caught up with work and my social life. Even though I work three days a week and hang out with my friends a lot.
Duncanville and My Pet Monster
Fanfic Title:
Duncan's Pet Monster.
by: Hailey Sands
Chapter One:
In his bedroom a lanky teen with perpetually messy red hair named Duncan Harris. Is practically buried under a mountain of clothes. Socks cling precariously to the edge of a lampshade, shirts drape over his desk like forgotten flags, and a pair of jeans seems to have taken root in the corner. He’s muttering to himself, a frustrated explorer in the wilderness of his own room.
Duncan: (Grunting) Okay, the Lost Ark of Clean Laundry… it has to be here somewhere! I swear, this is like a scene from Raiders of the Lost Sock! Where is that stupid… (He rummages deeper, pulling out a tangled mess of hangers.) Seriously? Hangers? Who even uses hangers anymore? (He tosses them aside.) Come on, come on… I just need one clean shirt. Just one.
His hand brushes against something furry. He pulls it out. It's a bright blue and orange, furry creature with mismatched googly eyes and tiny horns. It looks like a plush toy… but it's warm, and the fur seems to… twitch?
Duncan: Whoa! What the…?! This isn't my lucky rabbit's foot. This is… Gremlins meets… a fuzzy blue/orange… thing. It's like a Muppet exploded and then got hit with a radioactive glow stick.
The creature blinks its googly eyes. It lets out a tiny, squeaky roar that sounds suspiciously like a deflating balloon animal. It stretches, yawns, and then looks at Duncan with its mismatched eyes.
Duncan: (Eyes widening) You’re… you’re real? Like, E.T. real? But way less wrinkly. And way more…blue or orange. I’m gonna call you… Monster. Short, sweet, and to the point. Like The Terminator’s dialogue. (He pokes Monster gently.) You’re kind of… cute. In a weird, fuzzy, slightly unsettling way.
Chapter Two:
Duncan cautiously leads Monster into the kitchen. Bex, Yangzi, and Wolf are already there, demolishing a mountain of nachos. Cheese drips down their chins, and the air is thick with the smell of salsa.
Wolf: Best....salsa....ever! Not even made in New York City!
Duncan: Guys, you’re not gonna believe this. I found… him.
He gestures dramatically. Monster peeks out from behind Duncan's leg, looking like a furry blue and orange ninja. He’s holding onto Duncan’s pant leg for dear life.
Bex: (Mouth full) Found what? Another questionable shit stain on your jeans? Seriously, Duncan, you need to invest in some stain remover. My Grandma uses Calgon. I can have her give you some.
Yangzi: (Eyes glued to his phone) Is it a new filter for my selfies? Because I’m only interested if it makes me look like a Final Fantasy character. Preferably Cloud.
Wolf: (Sniffing the air) Do I smell… something… fuzzy? And… cheesy? Is it a fuzzy, cheesy… nacho monster?
Monster, emboldened by the lack of immediate screaming, steps out, does a little jig, and then juggles a couple of oranges that were lying on the counter. He catches them with surprising dexterity. The way the monster talks sounds like English but very gibberish.
Duncan: He can juggle! He’s like a furry, orange Cirque du Soleil reject! But, like, a really talented reject.
Yangzi, Bex, and Wolf stare, jaws agape. Nachos fall from their open mouths.
Bex: Dude… that’s… that’s like something out of a Harry Potter movie! Or, you know, at least a really good YouTube video.
Yangzi: We have to film this, dawg! This is going viral! Think of the TikTok views! We'll be like the Guardians of the Galaxy… but with a fuzzy monster! I’m already planning the hashtags. #FuzzyMonster #OrangeJuggler #InternetSensation
Wolf: I’m already composing the soundtrack. Epic orchestral music… with maybe some heavy metal thrown in. It’s going to be the soundtrack to the century!
They spend the next hour filming Monster doing various tricks. He balances spoons on his nose, does a surprisingly good impression of a cat, and even attempts to skateboard (with limited success). The videos are hilarious and adorable. Monster becomes an overnight internet sensation.
Chapter Three:
Inside Oakdale City Hall, Mayor Jen, a woman whose power suit could rival any Star Trek villain’s, watches the Monster videos on her tablet. Her perfectly manicured eyebrow twitches. Aides stand nervously in the background.
Mayor Jen: (Slamming her fist on the desk) This… this… creature is an unknown variable! It could be an alien! It could be a bio-weapon! It could be… a really hairy health code violation! Think of the fur! The dander! The potential for allergies!
Aide 1: But, Madam Mayor, the videos… they’re quite popular.
Mayor Jen: Popular?! Popular doesn’t pay the bills! Popular doesn't ensure public safety! I want it apprehended! Immediately! This is not Close Encounters of the Third Kind! This is a municipal crisis! Get me Animal Control! And the National Guard! And someone who knows about… alien… creature… things!
Jack and Annie, are watching the news. The Monster's face is plastered all over the screen. The headline reads: "Fuzzy Menace Terrorizes the Internet!"
Annie: Jack, did you see this? They’re calling him a “potential threat to national security”! They’re saying he might be from another planet! Or worse… New Jersey!
Jack: Duncan, what have you gotten yourself into? This is like that time you tried to train squirrels to deliver newspapers. Remember? Planet of the Apes… but with squirrels! We had squirrels in the mailbox, squirrels in the attic, squirrels demanding subscriptions to the Wall Street Journal!
Duncan: But Monster’s harmless! He’s just… misunderstood. Like King Kong… but smaller and less prone to climbing skyscrapers. He’s more of a… King… Tiny.
Annie: Duncan, you have to take him somewhere safe. Somewhere they won’t find him. Think The Fugitive… but with fur. And less Harrison Ford.
Chapter Four:
Once Mayor Jen declared Monster a threat, Duncan, Bex, Yangzi, and Wolf are riding their bikes, Monster tucked safely in a basket. Army jeeps are hot on their heels, their headlights cutting through the darkness.
Duncan: Pedal faster! We’re being chased like in a Fast and Furious movie! Except… slower. And with more bikes.
Yangzi: You're no Vin Diesel that's for sure. This is so intense! I’m live-streaming the whole thing! My followers are going crazy! They’re calling us the “Fuzzy Fugitives”!
Wolf: I’m adding a car chase soundtrack to the stream! This is going to be epic! I’ve got the bass line, I’ve got the drums… I even added some screeching tires!
Bex: Just keep pedaling, guys! We can’t let them get Monster! He’s our Precious! Our fuzzy, orange, juggling Precious!
The army jeeps are closing in. Suddenly, Monster glows. He emits a strange energy. Duncan, Bex, Yangzi, and Wolf find themselves… floating!
Duncan: We’re… we’re flying! Like Superman… but without the cape! And with way more screaming!
Yangzi: Dawg! This is amazing! My stream is blowing up! I’m getting so many likes! I’m going to be famous!
Wolf: I’m adding a soaring soundtrack! This is the best night ever! I’ve got the strings, I’ve got the choir… I even added some wind chimes!
A shimmering portal opens in the sky. Monster looks at Duncan, lets out a yell as Monster looks at Duncan, lets out one last squeaky roar, and jumps through. The portal closes.
Chapter Five Conclusion:
Duncan: Monster... no!
Bex: He had to go home, Duncan. Like Free Willy... but with a monster.
Yangzi: At least we have the memories... and the videos!
Wolf: And the awesome soundtrack!
When the army retreats. Mayor Jen gives up.
Mayor Jen: (Sighing) Alright, men. This... this is beyond my pay grade. I need a vacation. Somewhere with no furry creatures.
Back home in the Harris residence. Jack and Annie are lecturing Duncan.
Annie: Duncan, we told you, no more strange creatures! What if it was dangerous?
Jack: Look here Duncan. We're not mad. But the next time you encounter a monster like that. Give it to me, so I can give it to one of my favorite rock idols like Billy Idol or Dire Straits.
Duncan: That's a dumb idea!
Annie: Making videos of that monster was a dumb idea!
Duncan: But he was my friend!
Jack: You know, you can always play with our dog, Banjo!
In the kitchen, listening to Jack and Annie lecture Duncan. Kimberly and Jing are sitting at the kitchen table, looking annoyed.
Kimberly: HEY! HOW COME WE WEREN'T IN THIS EPISODE!
Jing: WE WERE UNLISTED! We’re practically invisible! We could have helped! We could have hidden Monster in our room! Nobody ever goes in there! It’s like a black hole of dolls and glitter glue.
Kimberly: We could have even given him a makeover! Imagine Monster with, like, tiny little braids! Or a sparkly dress!
Jing: And we could have taught him TikTok dances! He could have been a star! A fuzzy, orange, dancing star!
Kimberly: This whole thing is so unfair! We’re part of the family too!
Looking into a window Mia chimes in.
Mia: Way to break fourth wall there guys!
Kimberly: What are you doing here?
Jing: Aren't you Duncan's love interest?
Mia: I'm just here to tell you that even though you didn't make an appearence. There's always next time you guys. Always next time.
The End
My Pet Monster was a childhood favorite of mine. It could just blend in so well with Duncanville.
Duncanville and My Pet Monster
Fanfic Title:
Duncan's Pet Monster.
by: Hailey Sands
Chapter One:
In his bedroom a lanky teen with perpetually messy red hair named Duncan Harris. Is practically buried under a mountain of clothes. Socks cling precariously to the edge of a lampshade, shirts drape over his desk like forgotten flags, and a pair of jeans seems to have taken root in the corner. He’s muttering to himself, a frustrated explorer in the wilderness of his own room.
Duncan: (Grunting) Okay, the Lost Ark of Clean Laundry… it has to be here somewhere! I swear, this is like a scene from Raiders of the Lost Sock! Where is that stupid… (He rummages deeper, pulling out a tangled mess of hangers.) Seriously? Hangers? Who even uses hangers anymore? (He tosses them aside.) Come on, come on… I just need one clean shirt. Just one.
His hand brushes against something furry. He pulls it out. It's a bright blue and orange, furry creature with mismatched googly eyes and tiny horns. It looks like a plush toy… but it's warm, and the fur seems to… twitch?
Duncan: Whoa! What the…?! This isn't my lucky rabbit's foot. This is… Gremlins meets… a fuzzy blue/orange… thing. It's like a Muppet exploded and then got hit with a radioactive glow stick.
The creature blinks its googly eyes. It lets out a tiny, squeaky roar that sounds suspiciously like a deflating balloon animal. It stretches, yawns, and then looks at Duncan with its mismatched eyes.
Duncan: (Eyes widening) You’re… you’re real? Like, E.T. real? But way less wrinkly. And way more…blue or orange. I’m gonna call you… Monster. Short, sweet, and to the point. Like The Terminator’s dialogue. (He pokes Monster gently.) You’re kind of… cute. In a weird, fuzzy, slightly unsettling way.
Chapter Two:
Duncan cautiously leads Monster into the kitchen. Bex, Yangzi, and Wolf are already there, demolishing a mountain of nachos. Cheese drips down their chins, and the air is thick with the smell of salsa.
Wolf: Best....salsa....ever! Not even made in New York City!
Duncan: Guys, you’re not gonna believe this. I found… him.
He gestures dramatically. Monster peeks out from behind Duncan's leg, looking like a furry blue and orange ninja. He’s holding onto Duncan’s pant leg for dear life.
Bex: (Mouth full) Found what? Another questionable shit stain on your jeans? Seriously, Duncan, you need to invest in some stain remover. My Grandma uses Calgon. I can have her give you some.
Yangzi: (Eyes glued to his phone) Is it a new filter for my selfies? Because I’m only interested if it makes me look like a Final Fantasy character. Preferably Cloud.
Wolf: (Sniffing the air) Do I smell… something… fuzzy? And… cheesy? Is it a fuzzy, cheesy… nacho monster?
Monster, emboldened by the lack of immediate screaming, steps out, does a little jig, and then juggles a couple of oranges that were lying on the counter. He catches them with surprising dexterity. The way the monster talks sounds like English but very gibberish.
Duncan: He can juggle! He’s like a furry, orange Cirque du Soleil reject! But, like, a really talented reject.
Yangzi, Bex, and Wolf stare, jaws agape. Nachos fall from their open mouths.
Bex: Dude… that’s… that’s like something out of a Harry Potter movie! Or, you know, at least a really good YouTube video.
Yangzi: We have to film this, dawg! This is going viral! Think of the TikTok views! We'll be like the Guardians of the Galaxy… but with a fuzzy monster! I’m already planning the hashtags. #FuzzyMonster #OrangeJuggler #InternetSensation
Wolf: I’m already composing the soundtrack. Epic orchestral music… with maybe some heavy metal thrown in. It’s going to be the soundtrack to the century!
They spend the next hour filming Monster doing various tricks. He balances spoons on his nose, does a surprisingly good impression of a cat, and even attempts to skateboard (with limited success). The videos are hilarious and adorable. Monster becomes an overnight internet sensation.
Chapter Three:
Inside Oakdale City Hall, Mayor Jen, a woman whose power suit could rival any Star Trek villain’s, watches the Monster videos on her tablet. Her perfectly manicured eyebrow twitches. Aides stand nervously in the background.
Mayor Jen: (Slamming her fist on the desk) This… this… creature is an unknown variable! It could be an alien! It could be a bio-weapon! It could be… a really hairy health code violation! Think of the fur! The dander! The potential for allergies!
Aide 1: But, Madam Mayor, the videos… they’re quite popular.
Mayor Jen: Popular?! Popular doesn’t pay the bills! Popular doesn't ensure public safety! I want it apprehended! Immediately! This is not Close Encounters of the Third Kind! This is a municipal crisis! Get me Animal Control! And the National Guard! And someone who knows about… alien… creature… things!
Jack and Annie, are watching the news. The Monster's face is plastered all over the screen. The headline reads: "Fuzzy Menace Terrorizes the Internet!"
Annie: Jack, did you see this? They’re calling him a “potential threat to national security”! They’re saying he might be from another planet! Or worse… New Jersey!
Jack: Duncan, what have you gotten yourself into? This is like that time you tried to train squirrels to deliver newspapers. Remember? Planet of the Apes… but with squirrels! We had squirrels in the mailbox, squirrels in the attic, squirrels demanding subscriptions to the Wall Street Journal!
Duncan: But Monster’s harmless! He’s just… misunderstood. Like King Kong… but smaller and less prone to climbing skyscrapers. He’s more of a… King… Tiny.
Annie: Duncan, you have to take him somewhere safe. Somewhere they won’t find him. Think The Fugitive… but with fur. And less Harrison Ford.
Chapter Four:
Once Mayor Jen declared Monster a threat, Duncan, Bex, Yangzi, and Wolf are riding their bikes, Monster tucked safely in a basket. Army jeeps are hot on their heels, their headlights cutting through the darkness.
Duncan: Pedal faster! We’re being chased like in a Fast and Furious movie! Except… slower. And with more bikes.
Yangzi: You're no Vin Diesel that's for sure. This is so intense! I’m live-streaming the whole thing! My followers are going crazy! They’re calling us the “Fuzzy Fugitives”!
Wolf: I’m adding a car chase soundtrack to the stream! This is going to be epic! I’ve got the bass line, I’ve got the drums… I even added some screeching tires!
Bex: Just keep pedaling, guys! We can’t let them get Monster! He’s our Precious! Our fuzzy, orange, juggling Precious!
The army jeeps are closing in. Suddenly, Monster glows. He emits a strange energy. Duncan, Bex, Yangzi, and Wolf find themselves… floating!
Duncan: We’re… we’re flying! Like Superman… but without the cape! And with way more screaming!
Yangzi: Dawg! This is amazing! My stream is blowing up! I’m getting so many likes! I’m going to be famous!
Wolf: I’m adding a soaring soundtrack! This is the best night ever! I’ve got the strings, I’ve got the choir… I even added some wind chimes!
A shimmering portal opens in the sky. Monster looks at Duncan, lets out a yell as Monster looks at Duncan, lets out one last squeaky roar, and jumps through. The portal closes.
Chapter Five Conclusion:
Duncan: Monster... no!
Bex: He had to go home, Duncan. Like Free Willy... but with a monster.
Yangzi: At least we have the memories... and the videos!
Wolf: And the awesome soundtrack!
When the army retreats. Mayor Jen gives up.
Mayor Jen: (Sighing) Alright, men. This... this is beyond my pay grade. I need a vacation. Somewhere with no furry creatures.
Back home in the Harris residence. Jack and Annie are lecturing Duncan.
Annie: Duncan, we told you, no more strange creatures! What if it was dangerous?
Jack: Look here Duncan. We're not mad. But the next time you encounter a monster like that. Give it to me, so I can give it to one of my favorite rock idols like Billy Idol or Dire Straits.
Duncan: That's a dumb idea!
Annie: Making videos of that monster was a dumb idea!
Duncan: But he was my friend!
Jack: You know, you can always play with our dog, Banjo!
In the kitchen, listening to Jack and Annie lecture Duncan. Kimberly and Jing are sitting at the kitchen table, looking annoyed.
Kimberly: HEY! HOW COME WE WEREN'T IN THIS EPISODE!
Jing: WE WERE UNLISTED! We’re practically invisible! We could have helped! We could have hidden Monster in our room! Nobody ever goes in there! It’s like a black hole of dolls and glitter glue.
Kimberly: We could have even given him a makeover! Imagine Monster with, like, tiny little braids! Or a sparkly dress!
Jing: And we could have taught him TikTok dances! He could have been a star! A fuzzy, orange, dancing star!
Kimberly: This whole thing is so unfair! We’re part of the family too!
Looking into a window Mia chimes in.
Mia: Way to break fourth wall there guys!
Kimberly: What are you doing here?
Jing: Aren't you Duncan's love interest?
Mia: I'm just here to tell you that even though you didn't make an appearence. There's always next time you guys. Always next time.
The End
My Pet Monster was a childhood favorite of mine. It could just blend in so well with Duncanville.
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