Skipper stared in horror at the chick. Then he slowly looked at Kowalski and Rico, both of whom looked terrified.
"Guys," he said calmly. "What did Private just say?"
"I...I don't know."
"Are you sure?"
"Yuh-huh."
"Really?"
"No."
"Nuh-huh."
"Thought so. How did he find it?"
"It was said on the TV."
"Wa'nt eve' co'pe'ly sai'."
"No. I think he caught the gist, though."
"Saying a word like that before the 9pm watershed. What are they thinking? OK, we'll just erase the word from our memories, try not to react if he says it again and hopefully, he'll find a new word and we'll pretend this incident never happened."
"OK."
"A'righ'."
It was hard. Private simply adored the word and kept repeating it. He said it through the rest of the evening and continuously repeated it all through the night.
"It could have been worse." Kowalski said. "Imagine if he'd heard the word 'a-'"
"Stop! Right there. If he discovers a worse word I'll..."
What Skipper would do, no one ever found out because Private had just seen a new advert on the TV. It was of a pink horselike creature with a horn on it's head.
"Those frilly moonhorses." Skipper muttered. But Private was fascinated. He padded over and began patting the screen.
"Luna."
"What?"
"Luna! Luna luna luna luna..."
"Thank God. He's found a new word!" Skipper said, relieved.
"And determined what TV show he's going to like best."Kowalski added
"Don't say that!"
When they went to bed that night, it was peaceful. All were grateful that Shelley's baby was still relatively innocent. Until...
"Crap!"
The moral of this is: Don't be relieved immediately! Hahaha! Aw, I love writing about baby Private! Updates will happen but there may be less of them. Hopefully not tho, cos I hate leaving people in the lurch. I have to revise for things and other stuff which sucks. I'm sorry guys, really. REMEMBER REVIEWS AND CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM ARE VERY WELCOME AND ALWAYS WILL BE!
Love Shania
