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I woke up this morning looking forwards to video games and a six pack of doctor pepper, im like any other 12 year old in summer except i have one tiny problem. I have to deal with my cousin poodle. I call her poodle because her hair gets all curly when it gets wet like last summer t the lake, she calls me Pug for god knows why. I got up, walked downstairs to find her eating cereal and watching total drama for like the millionth time.
"Morning poodle."
"Morning Pug whatch ya doing today?"
"What do you think?"
"Soda, more soda and video games."
"Pretty much."
"Lets do something fun today instead."
"Hm, no."
I grabbed the soda, a tub of chocolate chip and went back up to my room closed the door and stayed there. That little demon always finds a way to torture me, and she is quite good at it actually. I set down the ice cream realizing i forgot a spoon and a is was about to go backs downstairs i heard the most terrifying sound.
"Hey Pug."
To you guys that might sound like a little twelve year old girl with two buns, brown eyes and freckles but to me it sounds like the crying souls from hell.
"How did you get in my room?"
"Not important lets go to the lake today, granny Sonya will be out today and so is Aunty Laura."
"I am not going to the lake to look fro the bog monster."
"Oh yes we are or ill tell granny what you did on that Sunday when you-"
"Ok fine, its only because i dont want a flip flop thrown at my head."
"Yay get out of those plaid pajamas and get dressed."
Poodle ran back downstairs while i grabbed he usual things needed on our adventure. First aid, sunscreen, hat, pocket knife, and a few cans of Dr. Pepper. Poodle came back in m room in a blue swimsuit and shorts.
"Read to go find the bog monster or die trying?"
"Yeah, wait im not doing today."
I grabbed m bag pulled on m shorts and a sweater then followed her out the door. While sh was blabbing about something i was thinking about the after math of our little as she likes to call it adventure. She always gets me in trouble with granny Sonya, it shard enough having a Jamaican grandma, it even harder when she is pissed like a mad bull. We were now walking through our back yard and hopping over the fence, technically its a mile to the lake but we have gone there so of ten that well it doesnt feel as long as it should. When we get there i take off m shirt and begin applying sunscreen to m pail skin. Poodle nearly never wears any she is brown already while i look like i could pass off as a dead bod.
When i look up poodle is already in the water with her snorkeler and flashlight. I swear she is going to be the death of me, i grabbed my swiss army knife water proof flashlight and m own snorkeler. I got into the cold water and just before going under i took a deep breath.
"Poodle do we have to do this today my nuts are freezing, this is freaking Maine."
"Yes now come blue balls we got work to do."
The part of the lake poodle wants to go is very deep , very dark and very cold. She was way too excited for 10 in the morning. We began swimming out to he middle of the lake where it is the deepest. As i look own i am regretting getting up this morning.
"Poodle if you get me killed i will haunt your behind."
"We arent going to die today."
We turned on our flashlights pulled on our goggles and dove into the ink black abyss. I sear she pulls me into the weirdest shit. The deeper we got the clearer things got, if we hadnt basically been swimming since we were kids we wouldnt be able to hole our breaths this long. All of a sudden i felt something wet and cold wrap around my ankle, i almost screamed but when i looked down it was just some reefs. Wait why would there be refs when we are no where close to the bottom and the reefs and are no longer than two to three feet.
I looked over at poodle and she was looking straight down then back at me, i didnt want to look down but i did anyway. I shined my flashlight down to see two green eyes looking back at me with cat like pupils. I took out my Swiss arm and cut what i think is a tentacle. Its blood was black and inky. We began swimming like hell when we reached the surface i looked around to find thee was no one around. We began swimming to the shore but when i looked back i didnt see poodle. I went back under to see the green slimy reef like tentacles wrapped around her body. Her hands were reaching out to me, i managed to grab a hold and get loser to the tentacles. Shen took the knife from me and began cutting.
The slimy things released her and we began swimming again. This time we made it to shore and got as far away from the water as possible.
"Pug i guess the lake monster i real."
"No Shit you butt."
"What are we going to do?"
"Try and kill it?"
"Yeah, but we are going to need more than a pocket knife."
"Yeah."
"What time is it?"
"Three o clock."
"Both: Granny Sonya!!!!"
We both got up and began running, i we arent home in time she gets the wooden spoon and i get the flip flop. We were running as fast as possible, hell i forgot the fence was there. When we reached inside it didnt seem like granny was home, poodle beat me to the shower while i made it look like we were actually here all day. I began sprinkling glitter all over the couch and the carpet, got some empty Dr.Pepper cans and some popcorn bags. Poodle came out of the shower and was trying to comb out her curl mes o hair. I hopped in and told her to sprinkle some glitter on herself. When i hopped out i went back into mu plaid pants and green shirt. i dried m hair went downstairs only to get glitter thrown in m face. Just them the door flew open and there she was in her green floral dress that stops right above her ankles. I looked up at her thick square glasses and i saw in her brown eyes that she knew something was up.
"Poodle its ever pooch or themselves."
I began running like hell to find my way into the kitchen that was just around the corner but felt a thin flat surface hit e in the back. That think turns corners. I heard poodle yelp as well, cant say we didnt try. We always get caught such is the life of Pug and Poodle.
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