This choice: By becoming an acting star. • Go Back...Chapter #5Francis. The acting star. by: ph0220  (The story takes place when Oliver and the gang were going to try to steal Jenny's car.)
The gang was in an alley preparing themselves for their plan. All of them had their own ways in preparing. Rita who had the job to look for the right car was stretching her neck to be able to switch from looking left to looking right very quickly. Einstein who's job was to run into the running car Rita chooses was warming up himself by hitting himself against the brick house walls. Tito was warming up his jaws so he wouldn’t have any troubles biting through hard cables. Oliver had only been told to stick close with Tito and look for trouble for him.
And then it was Francis. His part was to act like he had been hit by the car. Even if it was simple task for Francis he still took it more serious then any of the others. Being that he always had have a dream of being a professional theatre actor, Francis had took every opportunity to watch some Shakespearians acting when it was on the TV. He also took and used his spare time to watch how his friends was acting in various situations and trying to imitate their movements and talking.
Back in the alley Francis took the time to make several different positions of him looking like had been hit. There was short direct deaths, and long stretching sections of him in pain. “Aren't you taking this a bit to serious?” Tito asked. “I mean, it only a fake death for about 20 persons.” “Every public performance is worth to put your effort into.” Was Francis answer.
Rita then told them to be ready for the stealing. They all got into their positions as Rita gave the signal. As soon as the signal was giving Einstein went of. As soon as he throw himself against the car Francis took and throw himself into position on the ground. He was lying on his left side with his legs spread out and his tongue hanging out of his mouth.
People was starting to crowd around Francis, and Tito and Oliver was own their way to get into the car when the driver (Winston) also went to see the dog. But as soon as he got out they could all hear a man in the crowd around Francis say. “This dog is just playing dead!” Realising something had gone wrong with Francis part of the plan Tito, Oliver, Rita and Einstein sadly had to escape leaving Francis alone with the crowd.
Francis didn’t know what to do now. His acting hadn’t failed, and except for that one man saying so no other person seemed to see the different between a dog playing dead and a real dead dog. Francis didn’t know who this man was, but if he thought that if he just stayed “dead” maybe he would also left. Other persons from the crowd started to talk back to this strange man. “How do you know it not dead?” “Did you saw it get hit?” “Are you a veterinarian?” “Who are you?”
“I” the mysterious man said in a slightly sissy british voice, “Am Bob Suberson, Special trainer of animal actors. I can tell the difference between a dead animal and one acting better then anybody else. And I can see that this dog is just acting, very good acting mind you, but still not real death.” Francis didn’t know if he should feel honoured for getting the compliment from the man saying that he was really good on acting, or if he was going to get scared of him getting caught any second now.
Like an answered pray from Francis some of the people in the mob started to get suspicious of what the man said. “How do we no you are not bluffing?” “Are you really an expert?” “Can you prove it?” Looking like he just had been asked for a duel the man calmly answered…”Easy.”
He walked up close to Francis (who hadn’t moved an inch since he started laying down.) and started stretching his hands like he was warming up. “If he's really dead then nothing should happen when I do… this!” Bob said and pressed a finger on a certain spot on Francis right shoulder.
Even though Francis tried to keep himself as still as possible all the time, he couldn’t keep himself together when the man pushed his finger into his shoulder. In on second Francis could feel how his whole nervous system got stretched and then doze of. For all the people watching they saw the dog pull his legs together, clench his teeth’s and scout his eyes. To then fall onto his back motionless like his body was made of jelly. His eyes were blinking and he was gasping after air so they knew now that he was alive.
Francis was getting really scared now of what was going to happen to him now. Not only did the people know that he wasn’t dead, his muscles wasn’t working any more so he didn’t have any way of escaping now. Bob Suberson looked at the motionless dog and said, “Don’t worry, you are going to get mobility again in an hour or so.”
“Who owns this dog?” Bob asked the mob. When nobody seemed to make an announcement Bob got an idea that gave him a big smile. Looking at Francis he picked him up and said, “If you don’t seems to belong to anyone, then I'll think I will become you owner. I can see that you have big talents in acting, and I'll make sure that you will be a huge star!” and walked away with the temporality paralyzed Francis.
Hiding in the alley Francis friends had seen everything that had happened. They asked each other what to do. Tito said that they should juts follow the man with Francis and take Francis back as soon they know the location. Rita and Dodger thought more that they should spy on the place and take their time to think out a plan the rescue Francis.
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