Teddy's Troubles
A Good Luck Charlie FanFiction Piece
Rated K+
Only Teddy Duncan could get herself stuck in a tree. A short one-shot, hopefully more Ted-riffic scenes to follow.
"Teddy, do you need help?" Spencer asked with a slight smirk on his face.
"No."
"Yeah, well, you look…stuck." I was. My left leg was wedged in the tree, between a branch and the trunk, and the rest of me was upside down, above the pool. I could tell Spencer was trying not to laugh. I must have looked ridiculous.
"I'm…just fine, up here, just doing great." I told him. I tried to swing back and forth, like a pendulum, and swing my body back into the tree, but my leg just slipped a little bit off the branch. I flailed my arms and let out a scream. I was going to fall…I looked for something to hold onto to. Only the tip of shoe was still wedged in.
Spencer walked beneath me, as close as he could get without falling into the pool.
"How're you doing, Teddy?" He asked sarcastically, the smirk spreading.
"You know what-" I started in on a rant, but I bit my bottom lip to keep from talking. No need to egg him on.
He merely shrugged. "I asked you if you needed help."
"Could you just hand me that branch over there?" I asked him, politely as I could muster. He grabbed a large branch, with which I planned to hook around the tree and pull myself back up.
"Just toss it to me, please."
His eyebrows rose. "Um, can you catch that?"
I sighed and crossed my arms, upside down. "Yes."
He pitched it my way. I felt it hit my face, and my shoe slid free of the tree. Everything happened in slow motion after that, or at least it felt like it did. I screamed as I plummeted downward. Well, it was only a few feet, but somewhere in between falling backwards off the tree, and face-planting the water, I managed to do some sort of a flip thingy, one that was immensely terrifying. I frantically flapped whatever limbs I could, and watched my body twist around me until I plunged face first, into the pool.
When I resurfaced, drenched and fully-clothed, Spencer was doubled over with laughter. We made eye-contact, and he began hacking furiously.