Disclaimer: I own nothing. I would hope that you would know that by now. Hehe.
A/N: As you all know, I am from Wyoming. Actually, no one knows that. (Why would you know that?) Anyways... I was thinking about how awesome it would be if PuckelBerry was in good ol' Wyo. And I thought it would be fantastic, so here is my attempt at Wyoming PuckelBerry!!!
P.S. Contrary to popular belief, we do not have accents of any kind in Wyoming. (Especially Southern.) We are a part of the Mid-West and we speak like it. So, as you read this, keep that in mind. It's not that there is something wrong with an accent, they're great if you ask me, it's just that we don't have them.
"Cousin. I swear to God I will punch you in the throat." I said as I pushed my cousin Noah away from me. "The whole point of cruising for chicks is to find hot ones."
Noah laughed and pulled me back to his side. "I'm teasing, Claud." He said. "By the way, it's totally cool that you're a lesbo."
I slapped him hard in stomach and sighed. "I'm not a lesbian, Noah. I'm just—Fine—I'm a lesbian. It's not like your tiny, jock brain could comprehend bi-sexual, anyways."
Noah and I walked quietly along the boardwalk, waiting for Old Faithful to erupt. "Why did you make us come here anyways? This place is totally boring."
"Noah. You're in Wyoming. The only thing we have is Yellowstone. If you're going to spend three months here, you might as well have a lame story or two. Plus, it's tradition, We come here every summer."
"I like Wyoming." He said as he nodded at the rest of our family sitting on benches, patiently waiting for the famous geyser.
"I know. It's sucks getting you the hell out of my sight." I joked.
Every summer for the past five years Noah and his family comes and visit for two weeks. Last year, Noah decided that he liked it here so much he was going to spend the entire summer here. His older brother, Joshua, married my older sister, Helen. Noah and I are the same age and we're both pretty badass, so we get along really well. My younger brother, Cole, is only a couple years younger than me and he looks up to Noah a lot, but he's pretty badass too and he does a good job of covering his tracks. And Dani, Noah's little sister, is only ten and she practically worships me. It's kind of cute.
"Whoa." Noah stopped walking and I bumped into him.
"What?" I asked. I followed his gaze and saw a girl in scandalously short shorts and a pair of beat up cowboys boots leaning against the railing. "Oh. Nice choice, Noah. Yours or mine?"
Noah glared at me. "I saw her first."
"Yeah, but look at her. She's obviously a lesbian."
"Like you can tell that just by looking."
"Fine." I caved. "I'll wingman, but if she goes for it, I'm going in for the kill." I said.
"Good luck, cousin." Noah said as he shoved me towards the girl. I straightened my shirt, smoothed my hair, and checked my breath before I leaned against the rail.
"Did it hurt?" I asked.
The girl looked over at me. "Did what hurt hurt?" she asked.
"When you fell out of heaven." I said a cheesy grin spreading across my face.
The girl scoffed and and looked away. "I'm afraid I must inform that I am not interested in the female sex."
I chuckled under my breath. "That's ok. I'm just the wingman. My name is Claudia. That's my cousin, Noah, over there." I pointed over to where Noah was standing with his back to us. It looked like he was talking on the phone.
The girl looked Noah up and down appreciatively. "I am afraid that although your cousin is very good looking from what I can see, I must decline. Today is my only day in Yellowstone and I don not want to miss anything by engaging in a torrid affair while on a family vacation."
"How long are you in Wyoming?" I asked.
"The rest of the summer. I'm spending it with a family friend on their ranch."
"No kidding. Where? I might know them."
The girl looked apprehensive.
"It ok. It's just that I'm from around here and and I thought we could hang out. I could show you the real Wyoming." I said. I pushed away from the railing. "I never got your name." I said holding out my right hand.
"Rachel." She said and shook my hand.
"It was nice talking to you, Rachel. Maybe I'll see you around." I tipped an imaginary hat at her and walked back to Noah.
"So?" He said, eager.
"Sorry cousin. Not interested." I said.
"Bummer." Noah said. I checked him with my shoulder and we headed back to our families on their benches. We made it just in time to see Old Faithful erupt.