Petunia laughed, her tail stirring the waters of the swimming pool. Her friends surrounded her, occasionally diving under the water or swimming around. The atmosphere was charged with positive energy, like most swimming pools on hot days. The pool was full of Happy Tree Friends enjoying the summer.
Petunia dove underwater, and came face-to-face with a dirty, wet and crumpled band-aid. The blue skunk came back up coughing water. "There's a band-aid at the bottom of the pool!"
Giggles cringed. "Gross. Hey, want to watch the boys have a cannonball contest?"
Petunia blinked. "What? How are you not more concerned about this? It's a dirty, used, disgusting band-aid, at the bottom of the swimming pool we've been using!"
"Yeah, and? It's gross, but it's not like stuff like that doesn't happen in the pool all the time."
Petunia felt her eye twitch. "W-what?"
Giggles paled. "Oh. You know, never mind. I misspoke and-"
"What happens in the pool, Giggles?''
Her best friend looked uncomfortable. "Do you want to get out? Because we can get out. We can sunbathe or something…"
"Giggles, what happens in the pool?"
"Well, uh, sometimes, when there are little kids in the pool-"
"What."
"They, uh, sometimes, they...they urinate."
At home, and far away from the water, Petunia considered. Drowning hadn't really been that bad, she supposed, seeing as she had fainted and was more or less asleep during it. It was better than what had happened to everyone else in the pool, anyway. They should have had the hindsight to realize Flippy wouldn't do so well with things called "cannonballs."
