I'm back! Did you guys miss me? **crickets** No? That's what I thought.

I own myself and that's it.

Title: Pool

Rating: T (There are F-bombs, but they're censored.)

Genre: Family/Humor

Sometime in the Summer (Freddy's POV)

100 degrees. It's 100 f**king degrees outside. All the air conditioning is on, every fan is blowing, the lights are off, the curtains were closed and we are STILL sweating to death.

Michael and Wolf are lounging on the couch. Michael is wearing a navy blue T-shirt, black shorts, and his mask. Wolf is wearing a royal blue shirt and black shorts. Jamie, who is wearing a yellow and pink sundress, is on the floor next to Ghostface, who insisted on wearing his usual attire.

I was sitting in Jason's lap on the recliner. He is wearing his hockey mask, a white T-shirt that said "Camp Crystal Lake" in navy text and jean shorts. I'm wearing a red and green striped tank top and khaki pants.

"IT'S SO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!" Ghostface whined.

"Maybe if you weren't wearing your f**king 'uniform,' you'd feel better!" I shot back.

"Watch your mouth, Krueger!" Michael snapped, gesturing to Jamie.

"Well, excuse the f**k out of me!" I retorted. The heat was frying my brain and making me crabbier than usual.

Michael glared at me. "Don't make me get my flame thrower."

I immediately shut up.

We were quiet for a few moments and then Wolf stuck out her tongue and started panting like - well - a wolf!

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked.

"Panting. It's what wolves do to keep cool, so I figured why not give it a try?" Wolf explained.

I shrugged. "Okay." So we all stuck out our tongues and started panting.

Michael was the first to stop. "If this keeps up, I'm gonna pass out," he said.

One by one, we stopped. After Michael was Jason, then Jamie, then Wolf, then Ghostface. I was the last man standing. But I guess I got a little carried away because the next thing I knew, the world went black.

(Jason's POV)

"Guys! He fainted! Give him some air!" I shouted when Freddy slumped against me.

Wolf immediately grabbed a fan and blew it in Freddy's face. I was relieved when Freddy woke up. "Ahhhhh! Don't move! That feels nice!"

"Sorry, Bacon Boy. I can't have you hog all the cool air," Wolf said as put the fan back where it was. Freddy scowled at her.

"Yeah, well, I wouldn't have f**king fainted if you suggested that f**king panting method!" Freddy snapped.

"Krueger! Language!" Michael snapped.

"Why do you say that sh*t around me?" Jamie added.

Michael's eyes grew wide and he glared at Freddy. "You taught her that, didn't you?"

Freddy started to sweat and this time, it wasn't from the heat. "Maybe..."

Michael continued to glare at Freddy as he stood up. Freddy jumped up, too. "You have three seconds ..." Michael warned. "One..."

Freddy gulped.

"Three!" Michael shouted as he pounced.

"Three?! What happened to two?!" I shouted as I jumped in between them. Ghostface and Wolf also grabbed Michael and they struggled to keep him under control.

"No time for two!" Michael shouted.

"GUYS! GUYS! CALM DOWN!" Wolf screamed.

Michael broke free from their grips but sat back down on the couch. "The heat's really getting to us. We NEED to cool off." Suddenly his face lit up. "And I know just how to do it! Everyone! To the backyard!" he jumped up and raced to the backdoor.

We all looked at each other and decided to follow him. When we got there, Michael gestured to a giant green tarp.

"What's under there?" Wolf asked.

"What if I told you it's a pool?" Michael said, beaming.

I started to sweat, and not from the heat. Pool? Pools meant one thing - water. And I'm TERRIFIED of water.

"I'd say you're full of it," Wolf responded.

Michael made a face and yanked off the tarp in one swift movement. Underneath it was an in-ground pool that had a shallow end and a deep end. A VERY old in-ground pool that had a shallow end and a deep end. In fact, there was still water in it. GREEN water, but still water. I shuddered at the sight.

We all stood there and stared at the pool.

"When was the last time you used this thing?" Freddy asked.

Michael shrugged. "Probably the summer of 1953."

Freddy facepalmed. "Soooooo are you cleaning it out?"

"Yep! Anyone who wants to help is free to join me!"

"I'm out!" Jamie said.

"Nope," Ghostface said.

Wolf shook her head.

"F**k that!" Freddy said and he started to go back into the house.

"Take me with you!" I shouted.

Michael sighed. "At least one of you needs to help me."

"NOSE GOES!" Wolf shouted and she put her finger on her nose.

Jamie and Ghostface did the same thing.

I didn't know what was happening, so I just put my finger on the nose of my mask.

We looked at Freddy, who didn't put his finger on his nose. "What?"

"You're last. You gotta help Myers," Ghostface explained.

"Oh, come ON!"

"Have fuuuun!~" Wolf said in a sing-song voice. Then she went into the house followed by Jamie, Ghostface, and me.

(Ghostface's POV)

Welp, Freddy's is forced to help Mikey. Honestly, I would have helped, but it's just so HOT out there! Whatever. If Freddy doesn't know what "Nose Goes" is, that's not MY fault. While they worked on the pool, the rest of us sat ourselves down in the living room.

"So what are we gonna do?" I asked.

"I dunno," Wolf responded.

"Ice cream?" Jamie asked hopefully.

"HELL YEAH!" The rest of us shouted in unison and we raced towards the kitchen. Wolf yanked the freezer door open and Jason pulled out every flavor we had.

Jason set aside butter pecan for himself. "What flavors do you guys want?"

"PEANUT BUTTER CHOCOLATE!" Wolf shouted.

"STRAWBERRY!" Jamie shouted.

"MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP!" I shouted.

Jason poked his head out the window. "YOU GUYS WANT ICE CREAM?!"

"F**K YEAH!" Freddy shouted.

"KRUEGER!" Michael snapped. "AND, YES! I'D LIKE SOME!"

"WHAT FLAVORS?"

"CARAMEL!" Michael shouted.

"ROCKY ROAD!" Freddy shouted.

I checked the freezer. "WE'RE OUT OF ROCKY ROAD!"

"OKAY, MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP!"

"I ALREADY CALLED DIBS ON THAT!"

"... COOKIE DOUGH?!"

"YEP!"

We all grabbed the cartons of ice cream. Wolf, Michael, Freddy, and Jamie grabbed regular spoons. Jason grabbed a serving spoon. I didn't grab anything. Instead, I just removed my mask and buried my face in the carton.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I sighed when the cold ice cream hit my face. Then I chowed down.

We each ate about half the cartons before we decided we had enough. Then Freddy and Michael went back outside to finish up the pool.

While the rest of us waited, we all played Monopoly. About halfway through the game, a full-blown argument broke out between Wolf and Jason about mortgaging. I knew the fight might get physical if Jamie and I sat there and did nothing, so I shoved the instructions in their faces. Everyone knows that no one reads the rules to Monopoly until an argument breaks out.

Once that was settled, we continued again. Eventually, I went bankrupt, followed by Wolf and then Jamie, making Jason the winner. By then, Michael and Freddy came in.

"Pool's ready!" Michael said.

"HALLELUJAH!" I shouted and I sprinted to my room. Everyone followed me, desperate to get to their rooms. Well, everyone except Jason, that is.

We raced into our rooms and when we came back out, we were wearing our swimsuits. Mine is a pair of black swim trunks with a white waistband and a thin white stripe down each side.

Michael's is navy.

Wolf came out wearing a black rashguard with blue swim trunks

Jamie is wearing her pink and purple one-piece that now has a grayish tint to it from the slime incident.

Freddy's is green and red striped, which was expected.

Jason's had an ocean-like design on his.

Jason, Michael, and I ditched our masks. Based on the look of Jason's face, we could tell Freddy had forced him to put on the suit.

My attention was focused on Mikey, however. Damn, he looks soooooo hot in those trunks. Especially his abs.

"What are you staring at?" Michael asked, snapping me out of my trance.

It was then I remembered I didn't have my mask on. He saw my face gawking at him. And now my face is turning red! Great! Just great! Any chance I had with him just got scaled back about five years!

"N-nothing!" I sputtered and quickly looked away. I decided to change the subject. I raced down the stairs. "LAST ONE TO THE POOL IS FRIED LIKE FREDDY!"

"I REALLY HATE YOU SOMETIMES!" Freddy shouted as they gave chase.

(My POV)

I ended up getting to the pool first, despite Ghostface's head start. Michael ended up getting "fried like Freddy" according to Ghostface.

As soon as I got to the edge of the pool, I jumped as high as I could and landed with a huge splash in the deep end. Ghostface and Jamie were hot in pursuit. Freddy and Michael sat on the edge and slid in. Jason just stood there, nervously looking at the water.

"Jason! Come in! The water's fine!" Jamie said as she started to perform a backstroke.

"I-I don't want to!" Jason said, clearly nervous.

"C'mon, Jase! You can do it!" I encouraged.

"N-no!"

"C'mon, man. Ya gotta face your fear at SOME point," Ghostface pointed out.

"Does it have to be today?"

"Yes!" we all said.

"Come over here," I instructed and I swam to the shallow end. Once in the two-foot area, I gestured for Jason to come down the stairs.

Jason just stared at the steps.

I sighed. "Jason, I know you are scared that this is going to be like last you set foot in water, but I PROMISE you it is not going to be like that. Not this time. Freddy, Michael, Jamie, Ghostface, and I are ALL here for you if you go under. We won't let that happen to you. If you just take baby steps, everything will be okay."

My tactic worked. Jason cautiously dipped a toe in and flinched, but he didn't remove his toe from the water. Instead, he proceeded to slide in his foot. The the other. Carefully, he worked his way down the stairs and on the pool floor, the water up to his thighs.

The others applauded from behind me.

"You're doing great! Wanna go a little deeper?" I offered.

Jason hesitated, but then he nodded. So we went to the three-foot area, then the four-foot, and then the five-foot. By now, the water was up to his chest, but he was still comfortable

"WHO WANTS TO PLAY VOLLEYBALL?!" Ghostface shouted.

"ME!" the rest of us shouted in unison.

Michael set up the net in the shallow end and we divided into two teams - Freddy, Jason, and me vs Michael, Ghostface, and Jamie.

Michael served and we hit the ball back and forth before we scored a point. Jason served, but it went out of bounds, giving them a point. It pretty much carried on like this for a long time.

We played until we decided to do something else. Michael, Ghostface, and Jamie ended up winning with 16 points while we had 12.

"Who wants to play Marco Polo?" I asked.

"ME!" everyone shouted.

"Who's gonna go first, though?" Jamie asked.

"NOSE GOES!" Ghostface hollered and he put his finger on his nose, followed by me, then Jamie, then Jason, then Freddy, then Michael.

"I'M NOT LAST!" Freddy shouted.

Michael sighed and he closed his eyes, outstretched his arms like a zombie and started walking around the pool. The rest of us just stayed out of his way. "Marco!"

"POLO!"

"Marco!"

"POLO!"

"Marco!"

"POLO!"

"Marco!"

"POLO!"

Michael was after Freddy. Freddy was frantically trying to get him. Freddy climbed out of the pool. Michael bumped into the wall. "Marco!"

"POLO!" Freddy bolted.

"FISH OUT OF WATER!" Michael shouted.

Freddy stopped. "DAMNIT!" he shouted as he jumped back in.

We carried on like this for a LONG time. By the time our game was over, we looked at our hands, which were all pruned up from the water, so we decided to call it a day.

Our pool day may have started off like hell, but in the end, it was a great day. And best of all, Jason got over his fear.

The End