It was a bright summer day in Porkbelly, and young Johnny was preparing to fire water from his water gun at Sissy once she emerged from her house when Dukey strolled out, having just woken up.
"Johnny, what are you doing?" He asked.
"Sissy got me at the water gun war yesterday and I'm going to get her back by squirting her unexpectedly." Johnny explained, attentive to Sissy's front door.
"Is this another you liking her but not admitting it thing?" Dukey asked as he took a sip of his coffee.
"I told you, I don't like her I hate her!" Johnny defended.
"Sure…" Dukey muttered as he crouched behind the bush as Johnny was. He decided to play along with Johnny's little game. He'd get it someday, he knew.
Not much longer than a couple minutes later, Sissy walked outside and Johnny immediately squirted her, catching her off guard.
"Haha, gotcha! Revenge has been served!" Johnny exclaimed, running back into his garage before she had the chance to get him back for it.
~…~
Later that day, Johnny was at the top of the hill by his house, buckling his helmet before he got on his bike to prepare to pull one of his usual extreme stunts. Dukey once again observed his new owner's unusual behavior.
"Do you do this kind of thing all the time?" Dukey asked.
"Why not? It's fun!" Johnny exclaimed as he swung his leg over the seat of his bike, keeping one foot on the ground so he didn't go anywhere.
"Because it looks dangerous. Maybe you shouldn't do this?" Dukey inquired as he looked down the hill to see a ramp followed by a row of trash cans and another ramp.
"Dangerous schmangerous. This is gonna be good! Calm down, dog."
Dukey shrugged. Boys will be boys, he thought.
Johnny finally took off down the hill, clearing the ramps and trash cans safely, and almost safely landing. Upon impact with the landing ramp, the frail wooden structure broke into pieces upon the heavy impact of Johnny on his bike. The momentum gained from the hill and the ramp he took off on caused too much pressure for the poor ramp. Johnny's bike tipped over when it landed on the road, ending in Johnny skinning his knee.
Dukey raced to the bottom of the hill, worried that his master was badly injured.
"Johnny, Johnny, are you okay?" He asked, panicked.
"Relax, dog, I'm fine." Johnny said, waving off his dog's concern.
Dukey sighed in relief. "I thought you were badly hurt for a moment there," He said.
"Well I'm fine. Just because I broke the ramp doesn't mean I died or something." Johnny explained, petting his dog's head.
Dukey brought Johnny inside to wash off his cut and give him a Band-Aid. As he did so, he began to think. He thought that his owner was very interesting. One minute he showed his soft, loving and caring side, and the next minute, he was a rough-and-tough boy who didn't show his emotions. Which was average of most boys his age, of course, but it wasn't very average to be both affectionate and tough. He also considered Johnny's behavior towards Sissy. He knew that had a large part to do with it. He knew since the first day he'd met Sissy that there was something interesting between the two. Something that was going to keep building over time as they grew, and he knew that through those years he would get closer to Johnny, they would become closer friends, but someday he would have to make room for Sissy in Johnny's life.
~…~
The next day, Johnny had sat down to play some video games, so Dukey decided to join him. He found his new family rather different than he'd expected to come home with when they'd picked him up at the pound just two weeks earlier. When he'd been picked up, he'd imagined that his new family would be an average American family with an average little boy and his average older sisters. And he thought they'd all be an average American family that plays it safe and are careful and very, very loving. What he got was very different. Sure, the loving part was true, but the rest…not so much.
What he got was an anything but average family with an anything but average life. Genius twin sisters and their extreme little brother who didn't know the limits of safety. He hadn't been prepared for such a crazy lifestyle as they had, but that didn't mean he didn't like it. It was different, sure, but different could be in a good way. And it was. The more time he spent with this wacky family, the more he realized that different was fun in this case. In this case, this family wasn't afraid to take risks and they weren't afraid to speak their minds. He was actually glad to have a wacky family, because what that meant was that they had fun their own way. They had fun in a way no one else could imagine having fun. He couldn't quite explain it, but there was something he really liked about these people. They did things in a rather extreme manner; in a manner most families wouldn't dare try.
"You guys are far from ever being normal, aren't you?" Dukey asked.
"Oh yeah." Johnny said, highly concentrated on the video game. Dukey thought more. This family had given him the ability to talk. He knew he wouldn't get that anywhere else. He knew he'd never have a family even remotely like this one at all if he ever looked. Johnny's sisters invented life-changing inventions on a daily basis. He was given the most unique opportunity that a dog could ever get. It would take some getting used to, but this family was worth keeping, definitely.
Veeery short, but I had to get it done before bedtime tonight cuz I won't be able to access the internet or a computer for that matter all weekend. :P so review!
