The Gibsons seemed to be ignoring her...at least...ignoring her like they would a family pet. She finally grew tired of trying, and just sat, frustrated. Then she heard a voice behind her. "Whose dog is that?"
She turned. It was Jon, the teenager she'd met earlier. She'd noticed people had differing levels of natural resistance to Stacy's powers...and sometimes Stacy herself liked to make sure they noticed things.
"What do you mean?" Mikey asked, looking up from the TV. "That's our dog."
She ran over to Jon and tried to beg him for help. Unfortunately, all that came out were whines.
Jon looked confused. "Since when?"
Mikey just ignored him and turned back to the TV.
"Where did you come from?" Jon said to her with curiosity, looking at the dog intently.
If only you knew...if only this whole town knew how dangerous Stacy can be. She'd been scared when Stacy decided she wanted to move. As it turned out, she had good reason to be.
