Disney Junior Sheriff Callie Wild West Novels & Stories

Ever since that day, her mother constantly brings Peppy up when Cal asks if she can have a pet. “You’re probably right.” Callie sighed pulling us back to the present, “I can’t wait to live on my own. I’m going to bring home every pet of which I can possibly think.” “Maybe not a skunk?” I grinned, thinking about those five long weeks of trying to get rid of the smell. “Maybe not again.” Callie laughed, “But Peppy was worth all that cleaning.” We looked down at the bird. He had snuggled against Callie’s leg and began to fall asleep.

She pulled the petite child closer to her body as she waited for the Sheriff to answer her call gazing sympathetically at her. “Dalton,” the short answer echoes through the phone pressed against her ear. “John, it’s Charlene, something has happened,” “Sorry Charlene, I cannot really talk right now we got a new lead on the Winters girl, I’m currently smack dab in the middle of the woods,” he shut her down quickly anxious to finally find the girl. “That is exactly the reason I am calling boy, she is with me,” she explained shortly, peeved at his abrupt dismissal of her. Why she had known the boy since he had been in diapers, and he should recall his manners she huffed mentally.

Thus, Lil' Pie grew up under the care of her great-grandmother and the other elders. Just as Zachary stepped out with his coffee, Callum and Josh knocked and entered. Seeing his improved mood, Callum teased, “You finally got a call from Serenity, huh? Your mood just skyrocketed from rock bottom to cloud nine.” Josh chimed in, “Serenity is just taking the kids out for a few days. Must you be so on edge? If Jasmine took Xavier on a trip, I’d be thrilled to have them stay away for weeks. “That boy is just too wild. The moment summer break starts, it’s like he’s trying to tear the sky apart. He dismantles everything, but can’t put anything back together. I had to stash all my valuables to keep t

“Hello?” “Callie.” Wyatt's voice sends a shiver down my spine but I ignore it. Hearing his voice hurts me because it makes me so happy to be around him, but I can't be happy. I need the misery that I feel. “Are the kids okay?” I ask him, worried. “Oh, yeah, they are doing fine.” He assures me quickly. “I am actually calling you because-” He pauses. “Sheriff Tibbins is here to speak to you. Do you know when you and Mick will be home?”

“Yeah? So do you, cowgirl. What’s your name?” “Calliope Jane. ‘Cept nobody calls me that unless I’m in trouble.” “What do they call you?” “Callie. My daddy sometimes calls me Calamity Jane.” She pointed at the chutes. “My daddy is bulldoggin’ today.” Then those blue eyes lasered into her. “What’s your daddy doin’?” Most likely his secretary, but not information she could share with anyone, let alone a sweet little girl. “Callie!” Both Channing and Callie whirled around to look at the harried brunette hustling toward them, her purple ropers clomping across the metal bench seats.

I say smiling. " Trust me I'm on it " she says and I choke on my nuggets. " Violent slut " Jay says and savannah punches his arm and we all laugh. " Dove Callum and Shawn Harris please report to the principal's office " the audio monitor sounds and I groan before getting up.