Dogs and Death

"Mom, I'm going out to walking the dog."

"Ok honey, be back by dinnertime."

BANG!

"That's much better."

"AHHHHHHHH! WHAT THE HELL! WHO ARE YOU?"

"I'm Oscar, your dog."

"Your not a dog, your an amagi like Harry Potter, or some demon crap like that."

"No, your just dead."

"WHAT?!"

"It's quite the surreal experience to be honest."

"I'M DEAD!"

"Yep, we just got hit by a car just now."

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE!"

"You only just asked."

"I AM DEAD! HOW! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"

"HEY DIMWIT! I"M DEAD TOO! BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T GET OFF YOUR STUPID PHONE FOR TEN SECOND TO CROSS THE DAMN ROAD!"

"Fair enough."

"Do you know what to do now?"

"Hey, your the dog, your supposed to know this kinda thing."

"Your the master, your supposed to know this human stuff."

"You know, I liked you so much better when you were a dog."

"I like you so much better when I didn't have to listen to you."

"But seriously, what do we do now?"

"Maybe shut up. There's a creepy skeleton in a cloak over there. If we let him speak, hell tell us something."

"Really? You do dad jokes? In this situation!"

"Shhhhh."

"Are thee children of Adam?"

"I ain't. I'm the child of two dogs I've never met."

"My dad's name is Jared."

"Thou art thee stupidest people to come into existence."

"Apparently you've never met a boy before."

"HEY!"