3rd person

Dillon sat on the couch, turning on the tv, while his Mom waited nervously in the kitchen for Dakota to get home.

He flipped through the channels until he found Transformers Animated, at the moment it was Sari, the Autobots and Soundwave, as a toy, standing in a room, this wasn't in the episode before.

He saw a white dog standing by a tall, long black haired girl with deep blue eyes, her arms crossed, not looking to thrilled to be there. She also seemed familiar....

"It's a he, he's my dog, his name is Lucas." The girl said, containing her anger.

Dalton jumped, recognizing who it was and screamed, a very girly scream. "MOM!!!!!"

She ran in, looking frantically around. "What. Is Dakota home?"

He pointed to the tv, shaking. "L-look."

She followed her son's quivering figure, confused. Until she saw her, Dakota, as she said in a strikingly familiar voice, biting her bottom lip.

"Yes dogs have names."

Eyes widening, she screamed, and collapsed. Dillon sat up staring at his Mom as she laid in a heap on the carpet. "Mom? Mom, are you dead?"

No answer.

He looked at the tv. "If you are, tell Dakota she's so lucky, and Dad hi."

From the tv Dakota scoffed, almost like she heard her brother's comment. He grinned, he could tell she wanted to get the hell out of there, it was evident, to him since she was his sister, but she was so lucky. She got to talk, and touch, and play with the people he loved to watch, while she just wanted to get out of there and leave the lot, that or kill them, if she could.

At that moment he envied his older sister. "Not fair."