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Keywords cat 108071, canine 86345, dog 82232, feline 72840, male/female 39077, romance 4443, hamster 1488, rhino 1176, mittens 529, bolt 345, penny 293
Bolt




This story, I have to admit, is based off of two pictures I found, the first one http://www.e621.net/post/show/109351/bed-blush-bolt-ca...

And the second one
http://www.e621.net/post/show/81999/bolt-canine-canis-...

Everytime I think about bolt in an anthromorphic form, I see him as being muscular. Annnyways, let's get to it.


Rhino took another picture, the flash of the camera lighting the room. The hamster sighed. He knew it all ready. A priceless necklace was stolen, full of lovely jewels... and in HER hometown.

"Mittens, give it a break." He said sighing, his small, chubby body seemed to move as he sighed. "When Bolt finds you... He's gonna... Gonna..." He bit his lower lip, shaking his head. Later, he could imagine as much as he wished, right now, he was surrounded by other government officials. "Should I tell Bolt?" He asked, turning to look at his commanding officer, an old woman with glasses so thick he would jokingly think he could crush a person with them.

"I will send him the information."

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Bolt bit into another piece of pizza, Penny sleeping by his side. Ever since her father went missing, he had been taking care of her. How long had it been? Four years. Four years since her father convinced him to undergo a secret project. Before then, Bolt wouldn't say he was weak, not by a long shot. He played football, ate right, went to the gym alot... But now, he didn't have to do anything. His body, amazing. Thick, well toned muscles. He could eat as much as he wanted, and not get fat. Super speed, super strength, super bark... He was blessed.

The girl shifted on his side, and he blinked, looking at her with his soft brown eyes. She had lost so much because of Doctor Calico. Only recently had he learned his name.

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"Green eyed man?" Mittens asked, keeping her Brugger & Thornet MP9 raised to Bolt, her finger on the trigger. "Do you mean Doctor Calico?"

Bolt growled, his hand still reaching for his knife, a MercWorx Goliath. "You work for him, mittens!"

"No, idiot. I'm freelance. Though I have been to his base before." Mittens looked up, covering her face just as shards of glass fell, a rope ladder falling to them.

"Damnit Mittens, if you love me you WILL NOT LEAVE!" Bolt snarled, yet he felt the laser sight on him. She was really going to shoot.

"I do love you sweety, but I just pressed the self destruct button for this facility a few minutes ago, and unlike you, I can't survive an explosion." She grabbed the rope, smiling. "Don't worry sweety, we will meet again, it's fate."

Just like that, she was gone. He escaped, with a dramatic explosion in the background, and a few days later a map arrived in the mail. He now knew where Doctor Calico was hiding.

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Bolt would never go to Russia again, he thought. Not only did he miss one of Penny's baseball games, he also had to disarm a bomb, go through  sooo many death traps... And save mittens. That was the best part.

Mittens. Why were the so close? No matter where he went, no matter where he went, SHE was there. First, he knew her as a simple waitress, didn't know at the time she was snooping the nearby bank. Of course, that was BEFORE he had his powers. And now, she was the only person who seemed to be able to keep up with him. A Selina Kyle to his Bruce Wayne.

He had to stand. Thinking about her for to long always got to him, especially when he started to fantasize, and tonight he really wished he had her number. Finishing his pizza, he went to his fridge, spending a moment before opening it, pulling out a piece of Penny's pizza, and closing the door.

"Who knew pineapple and canadian bacon would be so delicious on a pizza." He said, the phone ringing, he left the pizza in his mouth, going to answer. "Hepho?" He asked, realising he still had the pizza, he put it in his other hand. "Hello?"

"Agent Bolt?"

"That's me." He said, turning to Penny to make sure she was still asleep. He went to his bathroom, to talk in private.

"Your lover stuck again." The voice said. What else was new, he thought, looking at his reflection in the mirror, he flexed his arm, giving a cocky, over confident smile. The lightning mark on his arms, and sides. They were sexy, not only his opinion, but the few girls he had been with since they showed up. All natural too, no tattoos. Sure, he had to become a super freak for them, but atleast it wasn't a horrible deformity.

"Where is she now?" He asked, chewing on the pizza as soon as he got the words out. Damn this stuff was delicious!

"We don't know, all we know is that she managed to get inside the Luxury. You know the place in New York?"

".... Nope...."

"Jesus Christ... It's Americas largest Jewllry museum."

"What she steal?" He finished the pizza quickly. "And why?"

"She stole something called the Gordon Sapphire necklace. It is worth more than you can imagine, and no matter what I say, no matter how much leeway you have with the U.S. Government, they will put her in for life, with absolutley zero chances of getting out. Mittens will be at the Richard Further ball this month, in New York City. You will infiltrate the party, find her, and confront as you two dance."

"Dance?" He said, resting his rear against the sink, the air conditioner turning on, waving his upper body fur. The canine wore only  jeans at the moment, truly believing in relaxing at home. "I don't know how to dance."

"Your girlfriend is a socialite, she has three other meetings we can find, however, we need to get you prepared. So, you will be tought how to dance, in a months time, we will make you a nice tux, get you some concealed weapons. THIS is a curtecy call. If you want to see your lover walk, you WILL do this. Got it?"

"Yes, you old bat." He said, sighing. "What time will the chopper be at the airport?"

"By the time you get there. We have scheduled dance lessons tomorrow, and you will be taking lessons in conversations, as you will have to act as a guest. And you are being put on the guest list." Bolt was walking to the fridge, getting another peice of pizza.

"All right, lemme tell Penny, I'm on my way right after that." He hung up. Grabbign another slice, he walked over to the sleeping girl, shaking her awake. "Penny?"

"Mmm... Bolt? Did I fall asleep? Sorry... How was the movie."

"Oh, don't worry, Jack get's frozen and she drops the necklace in the ocean in the end... I was just called, and I need to go to a meeting, It's in New York. I'll bring you back a gift, okay... Make sure to get to school on time." He had this speech with her what felt like hundreds of times. Do your homework, maid comes on tuesday and thursdays, no wild parties, unless you call me before hand. He had told Penny that he was a business partner of her fathers, not just a very close friend, so  she would think he was just going on meetings for the company.

She would nod and close her eyes again, a smile crossing Bolts face. He loved her like a daughter.

He would be gone in a few minutes, taking the pizza box with him.

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Bolt adjusted his tux. He hated it. It was tight, there were layers, He was used to it though, even if he disliked it. He had been wearing it for two weeks now, dancing, shooting, working out. It felt like a pair of worn in Pajamas. He knew where his gun was, a concealed Kel-Tec P11 with a laser sight and custom scope, a silencer attatched, just in case something went wrong, or if he had to bring Mittens in by force. The pocket pistol was in a custom holster, and beside it was his trusty pocket knife, a gift from Penny.

"Bolt, sir." He said to the butler holding the list of names. The mole scanned the list before nodding. "Have a good evening sir."

Bolt smiled, and began to walk. He knew exactly where he would find-

"Rhino sir, party of one."

Bolt turned around quickly, amazed. Sure enough there was his fat, short friend. "Rhino? What are you doing here!?"

"Why, Bolt, I was invited." He said chuckling, going up to his friend after the mole gave him the go ahead. "I am here for back up."

"I don't NEED backup." Bolt said with clenched teeth. Rhino was his friend, yes, but when he was on the field insteads of at the lab or a crime scene, he seemed to muck everything up.

"You need to find her, and you need someone to have a conversation with so it doesn't look like you are here by accident." The Hamster said matter-of-factly. "And besides, how often do I get to wear a tuxedo."

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Bolt sat at the table. The music was soft, not to loud, mostly being played by a band with a fancy name he didnt know but sounded french. Rhino was atleast enjoying hisself, and seemed to hit it off well with the rich cougers, as he hadn't talked to Bolt since they got in the ballroom.

"May I have this dance?" A familier voice said.

The canine smiled and stood, turning to the black and white feline he had been looking for. He could still hear her say "I need a large double cheeseburger with bacon, jalapenos, mushrooms." In that manhatten accent she had when she worked in the diner.

He was stunned. Her soft geen eyes semmed to sparkle in the light, and her dress was amazing, qipao with a golden butterfly imprint along her left side. "Ada Wong. Nice."

"I was afraide no one would get the refence, I think it fits me nice." She smiled softly, grabbing him by the arm and leading him to the center of the ballroom. It was a slow song, perfect.

Bolt held onto her, her head on his chest. "Lemme guess, that little blank band has a pocket pistol, and a grapple gun.

"Kel-Tec PF9." She said fast. "You?"

"P11"

"Awww, we have matching guns." She said, purring. Bolt sniffed. She smelt amazing. Better than usual. Or maybe it was just the circumstances.

"Susie, I need that necklace." He said, using her real name. On the battlefield, she was Mittens, super spy skilled in recon and thievery. But here, she was Susie, the well to do feline from New York.

"Aww, but I think all jewellry belongs on a girls body at some point, not just on some stupid display." He looked down. She wasn't wearing it. Of course, he had been here for a month and it was the talk of the town.

"Yeah, but it won't look so pretty when you are locked up behind bars because of it." The song was over, but they stayed like this, on the dance floor.

"And what would you do if I gave it up?"

"What do you mean?" He asked, twirling her to the new song the band was playing, grasping her arm and spinning lightly. Those dance lessons paid off.

"Would you thank me, would you arrest me for the other crimes I commited?"

"I would ask you to come with me... I would ask for your phone number." He nuzzled her, closing his eyes. "I want you in my life. As a Hero, as a Villian, as a mercenary for hire." He felt her head on his chest again. "I want you, Susie."

The feline smiled. "I'll give you the necklace tomorrow." She said.

There was no questioning it. They loved eachother. They fought, sometimes together, sometimes apart, but they truly did. They danced that night, with only one question in mind.

His place, or Hers?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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This is a fanfiction with a anthromorphic Bolt, Mittens, and Rhino. I used Mittens voice actors name as hers, as Mittens, sounds more like a code name, or a boss name if you have seen the movie. No sex in this one. Maybe the next one though.

Keywords
cat 108,071, canine 86,345, dog 82,232, feline 72,840, male/female 39,077, romance 4,443, hamster 1,488, rhino 1,176, mittens 529, bolt 345, penny 293
Details
Type: Writing - Document
Published: 7 years ago
Rating: General

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