Chapter 1: New Places and New Friends *It was a calm and relatively sunny morning in the town of South Pickland. The birds had just started chirping, the dew was shimmering all over the lawns, and the townsfolk were getting ready to start their days. Well, all except one lazy wolf.* “Crisp! Are you up yet!? You’re gonna miss the bus for your first day at your new school!” Crisp’s mom yelled from downstairs. *Amidst a dark room and covers, a small, 10 year old black and white wolf poked his head out from under the covers as he still wanted to remain in bed. He rubbed his eyes, trying to open them up.* “Yeah mom! I’ll be right down!” the young wolf replied. Even though he responded with enthusiasm, he was still very much asleep. The sun seemed to give the wolf some energy as he somehow managed to muster up the strength to get himself out of bed. He stood up in his white and red undies and let out a big yawn, showing off his canine teeth. He scratched his bottom a little before heading over to the dresser to pick out his clothes from the mess in his dresser drawers. He rummaged around the cluster of clothes until he found what he was looking for. He first took out a pair of white shorts with red trim along the sides. He put them on the ground as he slipped both his paws into the holes and pulled them up to his waist, letting them make a small snapping sound. He turned back to the dresser and continued rummaging until he came across a white jacket with red trim across the zipper and and red hood. He put his hands through the sleeves and and brought the jacket up to his body as he made sure it fit snuggly. Finally, Crisp went back to the dresser and took out a pair of white and red socks. He slowly, but surely slipped on both wool socks to his black and white paws. Once he got all his gear on, he grabbed his brown backpack at the door, and went downstairs where his mother was just about to head out. “What took you so long!? You were almost late for the bus!” his mom implied. Crisp averted his eyes away from his mother. “It’s just that...well...I...” The mother knew almost right away what was troubling her son. She knelt down and put her hand on the young wolf’s shoulder.* Listen hun, I know it must be hard for you trying to adjust to the new town setting in all, but with my new job, we’re making a lot more money now and were able to move to a much safer neighborhood for us. The young wolf started to sniffle as a few tears started to well up in his eyes. His mom grabbed a kleenex from her purse and wiped the tears away from the wolf’s eyes.* Trust me, I’m sure you’ll really come to like it here and make some new friends. *She looked at the clock on the wall.* I got to go Crisp. The bus will be here any minute and take you to school. I love you. *She gave a kiss on the wolf’s forehead before heading out the door. She got into a blue car that was parked in the driveway, pulled out, and drove off down the street.* The young wolf let out a long sigh as he was still feeling down about having to move to a new school. He decided to quick grab a pop-tart from the kitchen before heading back to the door. As he got back, with a strawberry pastry in hand, he looked out the window and saw a big yellow bus pull up to his house. The wolf shoved the pastry into his mouth as he grabbed a pair of red sneakers at the door and slipped them onto his socked paws. Since his mom forgot to put them on him and tie them, he was going to have some trouble walking around. Once he got outside, he closed the door behind him, and headed towards the bus. He trudged along quietly and slowly to the bus as if it were a walk of death. As he got on the bus, he looked around. There were a few kids on the bus so it made the wolf feel a little more at ease when picking seats. However, they all looked at him as if he were a stranger in a new land. Wanting to avoid any confrontation for as long as he could, the young wolf found it better to just pick the last seat at the back of the bus. He walked to the back of the bus as fast as he could, trying to ignore the glares all the kids were giving him. Once he reached the vacant seat in the back of the bus, he sat down. The bus driver looked in the mirror to make sure Crisp had sat down in the seat, closed the doors, and began driving the bus to pick up the other kids. Crisp just stared blankly out the bus window as the bus drove past several of the different houses in the neighborhood* Maybe things won’t be too bad here... Meanwhile on the other end of town.... *BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP* The alarm sounded on the nightstand. The sun shined brightly across the face of a little boy who was about to start his first day of 4th grade at a new school. “OH BOY!!” Sammy, a 9 year old orange tabby, said excitedly to himself as he realized why his alarm was going off so early in the morning. He quickly shut off the noisy alarm and hopped out of bed. Arching his back and raising his arms, he stretched and yawned as he was greeted by the morning sun. The warmth from the bright sun heated his grey sweatshirt and dark blue sweatpants that he had worn to bed ever so slightly, making the young cat hold his pose to savor the feeling of a new day. His moment was interrupted by a knock on his bedroom door. SAMMY? I hope you’re getting ready!” Sammy’s mom yelled at him from downstairs. Sammy was a bit of a procrastinator, and certainly wasn’t normally a morning person. His mother is usually pulling her hair out trying to get her son up and ready in time for things such as school. She opened the door and to her surprise, her son was up and about. Sammy turned around to face his mother with a smirk on his face. “Look, I’m out of bed and you didn’t even have to wake me up!” Sammy proudly said. “I see. Lets try to be like this every morning now!” Sammy’s mom replied cheerfully. “Since I got up right away, could I maybe have some french toast?” Sammy asked. He stood their, folding his hands and placing them near his face, appearing to his mom through the bright morning sun shining behind him as a little angel as he stared up at her with his glaring innocent kitty eyes. His mom let out a big sigh. “Okay, but you have to promise to get ready and no dilly dallying this morning. It’s your first day of school, and I can’t have you be late” “Deal!” Sammy gladly said Sammy’s mom closed the door behind her as she exited his room. He quickly ran towards his dresser and rummaged through the drawers to find his first outfit for the school year. Sammy was so used to his old school, which has a dress code that consisted of an uncomfortable uniform with a stupid looking black tie that never stayed tied. The idea of being able to wear his normal everyday clothes was very new and exciting to him. It’s not like he really had a large wardrobe to choose from either, as his attire consisted of play shirts and sweatpants. He reached in and grabbed a pair of red sweats and a blue shirt with some yellow features. He kicked off his blue sweats and slid on his new pair in one swift motion. As he wrestled to fit his head through his shirt, he stumbled over his shoes that had been carelessly laid across the floor. A loud thud echoed the house as he fell hard on his ass. Sammy! You better not be fooling around!” she yelled. “I’M FINE MOM, JUST LOOKING FOR MY SHOES!” Sammy quickly replied. Sammy rubbed his rear end to soothe the temporary pain. Unphased by the fall, he reached forward and grabbed his shoes he clumsily fell over just moments ago. He places his left foot inside his left shoe, shuffling it in aggressively as he tried to avoid untying them first. After a moment of frustration, he finally gets it in. As he reached for his second shoe, Sammy began to feel a slight tingling sensation between his legs. This was something he’s never really felt before, but decided to ignore it and continue to put on his other shoe. The feeling became slightly stronger, and at this point it became hard for the young cat to ignore. Sammy looked down at his crotch area and became even more curious as he watched a small bulge begin to form inside of his sweatpants. As he lifted the waistband of his sweats up, his eyes widened in horror as he saw his penis growing in size. WHA...WHAT THE..” Sammy said in shock as he quickly fell backwards, startled and confused by what he was witnessing. He looked on in horror as the tent in his sweatpants stretched and stretched, not knowing if it was ever going to stop. He felt his cock swelling and becoming harder and tighter, almost painful. Grabbing at his crotch, Sammy tried getting his member to shrink back to normal size by pushing it down, but it was so stiff it wouldn’t even bend. “French toast is ready, sweetie! Are you almost ready?” she yelled from downstairs again. His heart began pounding through his chest as he panicked. He couldn’t leave his room until this problem was solved. He tried thinking of a quick solution, but his mind was blank. “Maybe it’s not that obvious”, he thought to himself as he began to get up from off the floor. As he stood tall on both feet, the crotch of his sweats protruded out for what seemed like a mile. Just as he observed himself while standing, the door creaked open and his mother head peaked through the door. Doing the only thing he could think of at that moment, he leaned forward and stuck his rear end slightly in the air while placing his hands on his stomach. “SAMMY! I thought you’d be ready by now! What on Earth is taking so long!” she impatiently yelled as he was still waiting for a response. Sammy turned his back slightly towards his mom and began to groan. “Uuuuh....M...My stomach isn’t feeling very good,” Sammy groaned. “Honey, you know I can’t let you stay home, I have to leave for work soon and I can’t have you missing your first day. You might just be nervous because of the new school, so come out to the kitchen and try eating something and maybe it’ll pass,” she said to him comfortingly. She stood by the doorway, waiting for her son to exit the room with her. Sammy couldn’t let his mom see his little problem sticking out of his pants, he had to find a way to get her out before she figured anything out. “O...Okay mom...I..I just need to find my bookbag and I’ll be out,” he nervously said. Sammy’s mom stood there for a moment before she let out a soft grunt and walked away. She gave him a 1 minute warning or else he would be grounded when he came home from school. As he walked back down the hall and into the kitchen, Sammy noticed that his penis started to soften, leaving a much less obvious bulge in his sweats. He took that moment to run out to the kitchen and diving onto a seat by the kitchen table that held his now cold french toast. “You’ve got 10 minutes until your bus gets here, so you need to hurry up and eat sweetie!” she reminded him. But Sammy couldn’t eat. How could he stomach anything after experiencing whatever that was back in his room. The only thought in his head was “What if that happens again!”. The sudden fear of becoming the laughing stock of his new school was quickly setting in. Just last night, he envisioned himself being beloved and worshipped by fellow classmates. The new kid, the cool kid, all of that has now gone down the drain now. He drifted into daydream much longer than he thought, because it was suddenly interrupted by a voice.... “SAMMY, IT’S 7:55, YOUR BUS WILL BE HERE IN 5 MINUTES!” His Mother quickly grabbed his lunch from the refrigerator and placed it in his book bag. She ran over to the kitchen table and quickly handed it to her son. “You have to get going honey, if you miss the bus I have no way on getting you to school,’ she said. Sammy took his book bag and headed towards the front door. Before he was able to open the door, he was embraced by his mother’s arms. She leaned down and gave him a big kiss on the cheek and the forehead, making the boy roll his eyes in embarrassment, but blush in happiness as well. “You’re gonna do great, Sammy! Please have the nurse call me if you still don’t feel good, I might be able to get you on my lunch break if need be”.....”I love you, and I wish you the BEST of luck, sweetie, everything is going to be fine!” She smiled and gave Sammy one last kiss as he walked out the door. As he walked towards the side of the road, he heard a familiar engine sound approaching from down the road. He began shaking slightly and became somewhat short of breath. He still couldn’t wrap his head around what had happened to him back in his room, and he couldn’t begin to think of what to do if it would ever happen again. This has not been a good start to the day, the boy thought to himself. As the school bus approached his house, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Please let the rest of today be good” He quietly said to himself as he stepped onto the school bus. As he reached the top step, he glanced around. He felt all eyes were on him as the others sensed a new kid was in their midst. As he walked slowly down the walkway, his eyes landed on a lonesome wolf sitting in the back. Sammy shyly walked up to the back and sat on the corner of the seat. As the young cat took his sat across from the shy wolf, the bus pulled away and began picking more of the school kids by the bundle. After a few more stops, the bus was nearly packed as it made its way towards the cat and wolf’s new school. Although the bus was relatively noisy due to the huge group of kids, the cat and wolf at the back of the bus stayed quiet. The wolf kept wondering about the thought of being the new kid at school, whether or not he’d even like it there, and if he’d even be able to make any friends. Meanwhile, the cat was dealing with the worries of having his penis transform again like it had earlier. He’d be known as the new kid freak. Since the two were the only ones in the back of the bus, it didn’t take long for them to notice each other and exchange looks. Crisp took a glance at the tabby cat and thought he dressed weird. Wearing sweatpants with blue sneakers made Crisp think, “What was this kid thinking when he picked out his clothes for today?” He took a quick glance at the cat’s sneakers and saw they were all scuffed around the upper area. It looked like someone was trying to stuff a bowling ball into those sneakers. The wolf didn’t want to seem weird when he glanced over Sammy so he just gave him a small smile. Sammy returned the smile with a smile of his own, thought he was thinking the same thing of Crisp. He looked over his outfit and saw all white and red. “What’s this guy’s issue with white and red? He looks like a candy cane.” Sammy also took a glance at Crisp’s sneakers and noticed they were fairly new and also untied. He figured Crisp was a wolf that couldn’t even tie his shoelaces. After several minutes of driving, the bus stopped in front of a fairly large school building with the words, Pickland Elementary School. Crisp looked out the window to see that he had arrived at the new school. He let out a long sigh, knowing that this would be his new school from now on. His first concern was not wanting to become the talk of all the kids in the class. he wanted to blend in as much as he could so his idea was to be the first into the classroom so he could find a seat that didn’t make him stand out. Once the bus doors opened, he moved as quickly and casually as he could towards the front of the bus, moving past as many kids as he could. He made it outside the bus and went into the school as quickly as he could looking for his classroom and went inside. He took a seat in the front corner of the room, hoping that he could stay out of the teachers’ and students’ sights. Before Sammy knew it, the bus had almost completely emptied. His heart raced with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. Before standing up, he checked to make sure a certain something wasn't sticking out of his pants again, just to be safe. The coast seemed clear, so the little cat stood up and quickly made his way out of the bus. Monitoring his way through the halls of the unfamiliar new layout of his school, the first bell of the day echoed through the hallway. Panicking now, he started running to a room he didn't even know was located. Suddenly, he heard a woman yell down the hall, "HEY, NO RUNNING!" Sammy looked up at the teacher, scared but relieved. "I'm sorry, I'm new here and can't find room 401". The teacher smiled slightly, telling him that she is infact his teacher. She walked the child to her classroom. As they approached the doorway, the sound of kids loudly talking amongst themselves filled the room. She opened the door with sammy following shyly behind. "Okay class, settle down" I want to welcome you all to the fourth grade. My name is Mrs Demwit, and I will be your teacher for the whole year" Sammy continued standing in front of the class, nervous now because all eyes seemed to be on him. "Sammy, your seat is over there." She pointed towards the front corner of the room. There he saw a young wolf, sitting quietly and shyly by himself. The same wolf,in fact, that he had sat next to on the bus just moments earlier. Crisp was filled with mixed feelings as the orange tabby took a seat next to black wolf. He had thought the only time he would be seeing Sammy was on the bus rides, but now he was in the same class as him. This had been a very awkward start to the day for him. First being the new kid and now having to be next to another new kid. Crisp knew this would probably be a long day for him. "Alright class, we're going to spend class time working on some spelling worksheets." There was a great big sigh, almost as if on queue. "Now, now. You'll be working in pairs so it should be a breeze for you all." The teacher then went around the room and handed out worksheets to all the students. "Now, I'd like all of you to pair up." Soon all the kids began picking partners almost instantly. Before Sammy and Crisp could try talking with the other kids, the teacher quickly tapped them on the shoulders. "I'd like you two to work together. It'll give you both a good chance to know each other first before knowing everyone else." The teacher put both Crisp's and Sammy's desks face to face before doing the same with everyone else's. "Alright class, time to get to work!" After saying that, she went back to her chair and began, what looked like, to be correcting papers.Crisp sat down at his desk, thinking that this was going to be the longest class period ever. Sammy had a hard time making eye contact with his new partner. He had already met Crisp...well...kind of. The cat took a deep breath in his head and quietly introduced himself to his spelling partner. "I...I'm new here, and really don't know what we're supposed to be doing right now." Becoming more timid as he spoke, Sammy begins softly kicking his legs against the floor as the awkwardness of trying to talk to someone new sets in. He gets a little carried away though as he feels himself kick something hard, and it wasn’t the desk. He looked under to see Crisp rubbing his shinbone. "Oh no, I'm so sorry, I didn't think that was you I was kicking.” Not knowing what else to say, he noticed that the wolf’s shoelaces were still untied. trying to make up for his clumsy mistake, he said "Just to let you know, your shoelaces are untied...I wouldn’t want you hurting yourself...again" Sammy looked on, waiting for a response from his classmate. He bit his lip, hoping that he wouldn’t be too upset with him. What a horrible way to make a friend, sammy thought to himself.. Crisp was in the same boat as Sammy. How was he supposed to tell him that he didn't know how to even tie shoelaces? It was hard for him to make eye contact too, but he tried is best as well as put on a smile too. "It's....it's alright. I don't mind them being untied. I kind of like them like that." He hoped that saying that would be enough to turn attention away from his untied shoes. "Anyway, I'm new here too so I'm not all that sure on what we have to do either..." Crisp looked down and noticed the cat's shoes. Even though he had tried steering the conversation away from his untied shoelaces, he couldn't help but notice the cat was wearing some cool, blue sneakers. "Those are some cool sneakers you are wearing..." His hope was that that might jump start some conversation to get rid of the awkwardness in the air. Sammy blushed. Someone, ACTUALLY liked something about him, on his first day! He shyly laughed at the compliment, and picked his right leg up and put his shoe on the desk. "I got these about a week ago! Look, I don't even have to tie them!" Getting excited about having a conversation, he went on to admit he didn't even know how to tie shoelaces. Sammy quickly started feeling more comfortable around his new classmate. Having his foot up on the desk though caught the attention of Mrs. Demwit. From the corner of his eye, he saw her glance at his direction unsatisfied. He quickly threw his leg back down on the floor and looked straight ahead as if nothing ever happened. his heart still raced from the fear of getting yelled at his first day. The pounding from his heart seemed to be throbbing in another place other than his chest at this point. As he placed his hands on his lap to disguise his misbehavior, he felt a very familiar hardness against his palms. "shoot, shoot, SHOOT!" Sammy thought to himself. “This cannot be happening, not now!” Sammy crossed his legs like a girl, and dug his hands deep into his crotch. He looked up a crisp, smiling nervously, hoping that he isnt suspecting anything funny. Crisp giggled a bit as Sammy putting his shoe on the desk caught the attention of the teacher. "Heh, I wouldn't mind putting my feet into those shoes sometime." Crisp paused for a moment after he said that and thought for a moment. He felt that he probably said the weirdest thing he possibly could to a new friend on the first day. Crisp noticed slightly that Sammy was crossing legs, but quickly put the thought away that assuming that he had to go to the bathroom. He was more worried that his potential chances for making a new friend had quickly gone down the drain since he had now assumed that Sammy thought he was some creepy shoe collector kid. Crisp somehow managed to keep a smile on his face, but his mind was very much racing as he awaited Sammy's response. Squirming around in his chair, Sammy found himself in a shoving match with his own growing erection. Finding it pretty useless, he snapped out of his struggle and realized crisp just said something, but he was too occupied at the time to even know what it was. Now feeling bad for not knowing what he said, and feeling too stupid to ask him to repeat himself, Sammy just smiled and nervously giggled "Hehehe, yeah dude, definitely". Sammy figured that could be a response to just about anything he could've possible said. He slightly began sweating, mainly due to his focus being on his little problem in his pants, but also if Crisp would notice if he wasn't even listening. He doesn't want to come off as rude to his potential new friend, but could never tell anybody about what’s been happening in his pants today. Crisp's eyes grew wide at the cat's response. He was a bit shocked to hear from a new person that they'd welcome the idea of trading shoes. Crisp's heart began racing as he got excited that he may have finally found a friend with an interest in sneakers like him. He didn't even notice the cat's sweat as he was trying to hide the growing "problem" in his pants. It had been so long since he had found someone like that. Most of his other friends that he shared this with thought of Crisp as weird kid. Thinking he'd grab their shoes and run away if he could. He couldn't help himself. Shoes were just something Crisp enjoyed and it seemed so did Sammy. Crisp slowly started lifting his socked feet out of his red and white sneakers, extending the invitation to Sammy. "Well...umm...if you'd like, we can switch sneakers for a bit. I wouldn't mind going a while without dangling shoelaces, heh." Sammy’s eyes wandered to the ceiling for a moment before shrugging his shoulders. "Sure, why not!" He said. Move your foot closer and I'll put them on, these can be a little tricky with no laces and all.” Expecting Crisp to inch his foot a little closer, he instead placed it up on Sammys chair, just a few hairs away from his crotch. His cock twitched slightly in his pants as he himself jumped a little in surprise. Crisp watched on as his new friend seemed to awkwardly stare at his socked foot, not realizing that he was actually trying his hardest not to let it make contact with the tent in his sweats. As Sammy went to scoot his seat back a little, he was suddenly interrupted by the teacher. "Sammy! I need you to push your chair in, you can't be blocking the aisle like that, okay sweetie," the teacher politely demanded. The kitty found himself in a dilemma at this point, either get in trouble for refusing the teachers orders on his very first day or scoot his chair in, causing his new found friend to feel the embarrassing situation between his legs. Sammy gulped heavily. "Ye...yes ma'am" He said cowardly. He gave his chair a slight nudge and looked back at his teacher, who was still looking on, unaffected by his actions. "I need you to push it in all the way" The teacher added. Sammy’s heart raced before giving his chair a hard scoot back towards his desk. His eyes going slightly cross eyed as Crisps foot made full contact with Sammys clothed erection. Sammy blushed heavily while the teacher thanked him for co-operating. This new found experience he was feeling was both uncomfortable and unrecognizable, but in an oddly pleasing way. Crisp was also experiencing feelings, but those feelings consisted more of curiosity. He knew Sammy’s sweats didn't have pockets. So what on earth was his foot pressing against that felt so hard and long. He could also feel a very faint pulse, almost like a heartbeat against his sock. Without hesitation, Crisp inspected the foreign object against his foot, rubbing it up and down and all around. He could feel a lot of detail through his buddy’s sweatpants, but couldn't put a finger on what it could possibly be. These motions caused an instant shock of tingles and pleasure to Sammy as the socked foot worked almost artfully on his cock through the sweats. Sammy wanted to push his chair back or stand up, but he knew that doing that would cause him to get in trouble, or become the center or attention in the class. Another side of him wanted things to continue. The movement against his crotch increased tremendously as a second foot has made it's way between his legs. He look up in confusion at his friend, wondering just what on earth he was doing. As his eyes made contact with Crisp, he was dumbfounded by what he saw. Crisp was staring in the air, looking as if he was thinking hard about something. Maybe a math problem, maybe what was for lunch that day. He was actually trying to figure out just what on earth was in Sammys pants. Sammy found himself speechless as the tingling sensation increased dramatically, giving off a strange, but familiar feeling as if he was going to pee. He huffed and panted and waved his arms for a few quick seconds, trying to catch his friends attention to stop. Crisp had paid no attention to his friends signs of struggle, still trying to picture this mysterious object. Sammys lower half became engulfed with a sensation of tingling and numbness he his body became clenched and frozen. Sammy gave everything he had to hold back, but it became too much for him to handle and contain any longer. He closed his eyes tightly and clenched his teeth hard, letting out muffled moans and deep breaths of air out of his nose as he felt his body give up. His crotch shot slightly in the air as his feet stood on his tippy toes. He spread his legs and gripped his desk as thick squirts of a thick white liquid began coating the inside of his sweatpants. The feeling seemed to last forever, though it was probably only a few seconds. He held his breath until the feeling subsided. After it was over, Sammy’s mind seemed to focus back on reality. He plopped his rear back into his chair, arms hanging lifeless against his sides. As he caught his breath, he looked down at his crotch to see a rather large dark wet spot in his sweats. "I definitely didn't pee myself" Sammy thought to himself as he inspected his wet sticky groin. Something about this was different, it felt slimy and squishy. Whatever it was, it filled the front of his pants, and seemed to have soaked a bit into Crisps sock as well. The young wolf begin to get shivers up his spine as he felt the gooey and sticky substance seep into his socks little by little until they soaked up what they could like sponges. Crisp began wiggling his toes in his sticky and squishy socks and that seemed to set off the tingling sensations in his shorts as well. As he looked down, he was dumbfounded by the tent that sprung itself in his shorts. His white muzzle suddenly became red with embarrassment as he quickly looked around to make sure that no one had spotted this protruding problem in his shorts. Thankfully everyone else was still working on their assignments still. However, the wolf was unaware of the surprise that was quickly approaching. Unlike Sammy, the wolf didn't seem to need any additional pleasuring in order to set off the tent in his shorts. It seemed as if it was about to blast off whether he wanted it to or not. The tingling sensations began growing more and more up the wolf's hard cock until finally he couldn't take it anymore. He began to take slow deep breaths, closed his eyes, gripped his chair as tight as he could, clenched his toes in his sticky socks that were still wrapped around Sammy's still somewhat hard cock, and let the take off commence. Surely enough, a dark spot beganslowly forming around Crisp's crotch area and a white, goo-like substance began to trickle outside his shorts, into his seat and dripping onto the floor. Once the sensation had gone away, his breathing settled and he opened his eyes again. He looked down at the spot in his pants wondering what in the world got on him. He then looked up at Sammy who was as red as the wolf was and right then, they both seemed to get that they just went through the same ordeal. Not wanting to make things anymore awkward, Crisp leaned over to whisper to Sammy. "Umm...did some glue happen to get on you too?" “Glue? Umm...yeah...it got all over my pants...” Sammy wasn’t quite convinced what was all over the two was glue, but it seemed to make the most sense. Hesitant, the wolf raised his hand to call the teacher over. “Umm...teacher...we got glue all over ourselves...”, the wolf said but still red all over. Mrs Demwit looked down at the cat and wolf and saw the white liquid all over their pants. “How’d you get glue all over yourselves?” Crisp’s heart started pounding as his mind drew a blank to come up with a lie. “The cap came off and got all over us!” Sammy quickly rushed in to keep things from getting anymore awkward. The teacher looked the two with a still puzzling look. “Your story doesn’t quite seem to make...” Before she could finish, some other kids started calling the teacher over. “Alright, alright I’ll be right with you all.” She turned her attention back to the sticky duo. “You two go to the bathroom and clean yourselves off and come right back.” “Yes teacher,” the two quickly responded. They both got up and walked out the door and down the hall to the bathroom, each step making squishy sounds. “Thanks for the save back there dude. My mind was drawing a blank,” the wolf said. “Hey don’t sweat it. What are friend for right?” As soon as the wolf heard that, he gave the tabby cat a smile and the tabby cat gave one right back. Though it was a sticky experience, it was the start of a great friendship between a sticky wolf and cat.