Full story can be found here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1cEJ1RcVVSK4ggPg1FhI...",
"writing": "Jenny was whimpering, eyes wide with fear. She was made to follow the large man, his dogs glaring and growling at her, wordlessly daring the girl to step out of line. She didn’t know what to do. One moment she was reunited with her cat, Oliver, and the next thing she knew...\n\nSykes was rather pleased with himself. He had always known that Fagin was a lost cause, never intending to pay what he owes, but it didn’t matter anymore. Not when he had such a prize. The girl in his grasp was worth much more than anything Fagin could muster up and he was looking to get his money’s worth in full. \n\nWith a grin on his face, he brought her to an empty room. They stopped in the center of it and the man finally let his “guest” go. She whimpered and attempted to slowly back towards the door but the pair of dobermans, Roscoe and DeSoto made sure she would be going nowhere. \n\n“And where are you heading, my dear?” Sykes asked in a soothing but still devious voice, making Jenny feel nothing short of unease. She found herself in between the large man and the pair of dogs, seeing no easy way to escape. But the girl wasn’t willing to give up, whimpering as she looked back and forth. \n\n“Leaving so soon? Please, make yourself comfortable. After all, you’re a very special guest here,” Sykes offered, having no more than a wooden chair to offer. \n\n“Who are you? Let me go!” Jenny demanded, finding her voice. She had to get out of here and get Oliver back. \n\n“Oh, I’m afraid you won’t be going anywhere,” Sykes chuckled. “You’re worth a lot and I’m sure your parents will spare no expense.” \n\n“M-my parents?” Jenny asked fearfully. “T-they won’t give you a cent and I’m not staying here!”\n\n“Now you listen to me-” Sykes was losing patience but his words were cut short by Jenny kicking his leg with a surprising amount of force, making the man groan through gritted teeth. He snapped his fingers and the pair of dogs were surrounding Jenny on both sides, barking and growling at her. The girl cowered as they traced circles around. \n\n“I tried to be nice...” Sykes growled, walking towards the door. “I’ll get every penny they have.” He pulled the heavy door open but paused before walking away. \n\n“Boys.” Roscoe and DeSoto perked up, looking to their owner for their next directions. “Teach her a lesson. Have some fun but keep her alive...” He smirked, slamming and locking the door. With that taken care of, he walked slowly to his office, having found the number to Winston in Jenny’s jacket pocket. This was all going smoothly and soon enough he would be rolling in cash. \n\n“Well, well, well...” Roscoe chuckled, him and DeSoto were still treading around the frightened girl. “Looks like it’s just us and you now.” He knew the human couldn’t understand him but that didn’t stop him from speaking his peace, it being translated as growls and other threatening noises.\n\n“Girl’s got some guts,” DeSoto asked. “But she should have known better. Oh well, we got our orders. So what are we gonna do?”\n\n“She’s a cute little thing, don’t you think?” Roscoe asked. \n\n“As far as human’s go...” DeSoto agreed somewhat. \n\n“Ah, you’re not looking at her the way I am...” the red collared doberman made his point clear by lunging at the girl.\n\nContinue reading at: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1cEJ1RcVVSK4ggPg1FhInsZ-Bj7kx_F2rRI-h4zyOXMI/edit?usp=sharing",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "Jenny was whimpering, eyes wide with fear. She was made to follow the large man, his dogs glaring and growling at her, wordlessly daring the girl to step out of line. She didn’t know what to do. One moment she was reunited with her cat, Oliver, and the next thing she knew...
Sykes was rather pleased with himself. He had always known that Fagin was a lost cause, never intending to pay what he owes, but it didn’t matter anymore. Not when he had such a prize. The girl in his grasp was worth much more than anything Fagin could muster up and he was looking to get his money’s worth in full.
With a grin on his face, he brought her to an empty room. They stopped in the center of it and the man finally let his “guest” go. She whimpered and attempted to slowly back towards the door but the pair of dobermans, Roscoe and DeSoto made sure she would be going nowhere.
“And where are you heading, my dear?” Sykes asked in a soothing but still devious voice, making Jenny feel nothing short of unease. She found herself in between the large man and the pair of dogs, seeing no easy way to escape. But the girl wasn’t willing to give up, whimpering as she looked back and forth.
“Leaving so soon? Please, make yourself comfortable. After all, you’re a very special guest here,” Sykes offered, having no more than a wooden chair to offer.
“Who are you? Let me go!” Jenny demanded, finding her voice. She had to get out of here and get Oliver back.
“Oh, I’m afraid you won’t be going anywhere,” Sykes chuckled. “You’re worth a lot and I’m sure your parents will spare no expense.”
“M-my parents?” Jenny asked fearfully. “T-they won’t give you a cent and I’m not staying here!”
“Now you listen to me-” Sykes was losing patience but his words were cut short by Jenny kicking his leg with a surprising amount of force, making the man groan through gritted teeth. He snapped his fingers and the pair of dogs were surrounding Jenny on both sides, barking and growling at her. The girl cowered as they traced circles around.
“I tried to be nice...” Sykes growled, walking towards the door. “I’ll get every penny they have.” He pulled the heavy door open but paused before walking away.
“Boys.” Roscoe and DeSoto perked up, looking to their owner for their next directions. “Teach her a lesson. Have some fun but keep her alive...” He smirked, slamming and locking the door. With that taken care of, he walked slowly to his office, having found the number to Winston in Jenny’s jacket pocket. This was all going smoothly and soon enough he would be rolling in cash.
“Well, well, well...” Roscoe chuckled, him and DeSoto were still treading around the frightened girl. “Looks like it’s just us and you now.” He knew the human couldn’t understand him but that didn’t stop him from speaking his peace, it being translated as growls and other threatening noises.
“Girl’s got some guts,” DeSoto asked. “But she should have known better. Oh well, we got our orders. So what are we gonna do?”
“She’s a cute little thing, don’t you think?” Roscoe asked.
“As far as human’s go...” DeSoto agreed somewhat.
“Ah, you’re not looking at her the way I am...” the red collared doberman made his point clear by lunging at the girl.
