02: A Watery Wake Up Call
It was a fortnight after the crimson hair incident but Colin could still not bring himself to forgive Dennis. It was his brother's fault that Mum had scolded him and then proceeded to rub his head vigourously with soap under running water in the sink.
The colour had gone away after fifteen minutes of washing. The interesting thing was that not a trace of it had been spotted in the foamy water going down the drain.
Now, as he made his way up the stairs to the bedroom he and his brother shared, he thought of the ways in which he could scare Dennis. Mum had told him to wake him up for breakfast and he knew he could use the opportunity to have revenge from his darling little brother.
As he entered the room he saw a very tiny figure sleeping, huddled in a brown blanket on the left side of the bed. He smirked; his brother would never know what hit him.
Colin pounced on Dennis.
"Wake up! Wakey-wakey, up, up!"
He shaked him hard but nothing happened; the little critter was still sound asleep and as still as a log. He bent down so that his mouth was at the same level as Dennis' ear.
He grinned for a moment.
"WAKE UP, DENNIS!"
He had been extremely sure that screaming into his ear would have scared him and woken him up as well, but nothing happened; Dennis just mumbled something incoherent in his sleep and rolled over to the other side.
What kind of dreams was this kid seeing?
Since he was not getting up, the time to threaten him had come at last.
"Dennis," he said as strictly as he could manage, "I'll throw cold water all over you if you don't wake up right now."
Some more incomprehensible mumbling came in reply.
"If that's what you want..." he murmured softly and turned around to go. He was not going to fetch water but to tell Mum that her littlest one was not waking up. He could not throw water on his little brother even though he wanted very much to do so because of one obvious reason— his mum would never stop scolding him if he did it.
He would try one last time though, lest it worked.
"The water's here," he said rather loudly with emphasis on 'here' as he peered at the asleep boy.
Oops, he should not have said it. Before he knew what was happening, a column of water had appeared over Dennis and him. Barely a second later, it had fallen over them with a great and mighty splash and made them as wet as the sea.
He ran away at top speed before Dennis awoke with a loud yell of, "COLIN!"
As Colin sneaked into the backyard with his wet clothes clinging onto him like second skin to avoid his mum's and Dennis' wrath, he knew he had the ultimate revenge from his little brother.
The ultimate scolding that he was sure he would get later was just a tasteless side dish in this euphoria.
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