Pogue's turn
It had been three years since the day the Terror Trio won the battle. The war had yet to begin. As Trey's magic from his mother's side grew, the pranks the Terror Trio did worsened. Rafe was still the brains off the outfit but Trey contributed more and more as his powers grew. Pogue had offered to take the boys camping. Something he and his father did with the older sons when they were kids, oh yes Pogue Parry was a brave, brave man…
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"Stupid freaking uniform." Rafe Garwin yelled. The third grader yanked his tie off. Second graders Gabe, Krissi, Trey and Mason all looked at their "leader".
"I wish I could go camping with you guys." Krissi complained. Rafe snorted.
"No you don't. Dad tells ghost stories that would make you pee in your pants." Gabe smirked at the girl.
"I hate you Gabriel Parry!" Krissi yelled walking towards her mother's waiting Escalade. Gabe smiled to himself.
"That was mean." Trey said, crossing his arms. Gabe whipped around at the other second grader.
"Got something to say about it, Gap tooth?" He snarled.
"Would you two leave it alone?" Rafe snapped.
"Who pulled your chain?" Gabe asked. Pogue Parry pulled up and waved at the boys. The quartet ran to his truck. Rafe untucked his shirt before getting into the truck.
"You are more like Reid everyday, Rafe." Pogue laughed as the blonde got into the truck.
"Everyone always says I'm like Uncle Caleb." Rafe said.
"You got 'em both in you, that's for sure. But you're more like Reid." Pogue stated. "Whole lot more like Reid."
"Who says Rafe gets shotgun?" Gabe yelled.
"State law!" Rafe yelled.
"He's older, Gabriel." Pogue said.
"I'm named after an archangel so eat it." Gabe hissed. Pogue jerked to a stop.
"Okay where did you hear that phrase?" He yelled at his son.
"Aidan Abbott." Gabe said, shrinking down into the seat. Pogue closed his eyes.
"Watch what you say." He said.
"Where are we going?" Rafe asked.
"Camping." Pogue said.
"Well I knew that." Rafe said.
"You got your dad's mouth on you kid." Pogue stated. Rafe smirked at him. He leaned back in his seat. Trey whacked his arm. Rafe turned to look at him and nodded. Pogue ignored the two. Mason snickered. Gabe kicked his father's seat. "Gabriel!" Gabe stopped. Mason pinched Gabe.
"Dad! He pinched me!" Gabe yelled. Trey bobbed his head. The gas hand on the truck dropped drastically.
"Shit." Pogue said.
"Nickel in the swear jar." Mason yelled.
"Detour boys." Pogue said. He pulled into the gas station. "Trey why don't you help me out."
"I'm seven what do you want me to do?" Trey snapped.
"We're getting drinks after I fill up, now help." Pogue said. Trey climbed out of the truck and shut the door. Pogue looked down at him. "Got something you want to tell me?"
"You're outta gas?" Trey smirked.
"I had just filled up before I picked you four up. At the gas station across the street from your school." Pogue said.
"Okay so maybe I did it. Or maybe…" Trey stated.
"Did you or did you not?" Pogue asked. Trey kicked at the asphalt.
"I did." He admitted.
"You need to watch those powers, Trey. Your mom's may be safe but when you get your inheritance from your dad…" Pogue tried to explain to the seven year old.
"I know, I know. I could easily get addicted to them. I've got six years to worry about that. Eleven technically." Trey said.
"I'm just trying to help, kid." Pogue said. Trey nodded…
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"Thought you said we were camping?" Rafe said, seeing the cabin.
"We are. Might have a cabin but there are no videogames, no phones, no…" Pogue explained.
"Food?" Gabe asked.
"We got food, Gabe." Pogue sighed.
"Well where is it, Dad?" Gabe asked. Trey and Mason nodded.
"You gotta catch it." Rafe stated.
"No, I actually brought food. Just gotta cook it." Pogue sighed.
"Yeah well we need to catch Gabe." Rafe smirked. He shoved the younger boy into the water. Gabe came up spitting water. Pogue was in over his head…
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Rafe whistled at Trey who was wide awake on the bottom bunk. The younger son popped up.
"Ready?" The oldest asked.
"Let's do it." Trey smirked. The duo snuck into Pogue's room. Trey smirked. He had tricked his uncle into teaching him this trick. Levitation. Trey forced the mattress to float towards the lake. It set down easily. Rafe snorted as Pogue landed in the middle of the lake…
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Thunder woke Pogue Parry. He scrambled up. The terrors had struck again. Lightning cut across the sky. Two young boys were in trouble. And Pogue knew which two…
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Gabe huddled under his blanket. Storms scared him. Trey and Rafe had just snuck back in. Rafe had collapsed on Mason's bed knowing his younger cousin was just as frightened as Gabe was.
"Come on Gabe, we got enough room." Rafe swore. Mason's bed was slightly bigger than the rest of theirs. Gabe walked over to it. All four of the boys managed to squeeze onto it. They had just started to drift off when the door slammed open. Lightning cut behind the figure. The four screamed.
"Rafe Garwin and Trey Simms, this game is over." Pogue said. Gabe and Mason looked at the two boys who scrambled out of the bed.
"He did it." The duo swore pointing fingers at each other. Pogue grabbed them by their necks.
"Guess we know who's cleaning the toilet out tomorrow." He said, smiling down at them. "And the shower." The two boys went wide eyed…
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Pogue leaned in the bathroom door as Rafe finished scrubbing.
"Spotless Rafe. Nice." He said. Gabe ran towards the bathroom trailing mud. Rafe's jaw dropped. Pogue threw his head back in a laugh. "Now you've gotta do it again." That cleaning ended the terror trio's reign on the older sons. Didn't end the handful the boys would become though.