The Slaughter of A Beloved friend
There Steve sat at his kitchen table drinking some orange juice while his
puppy Blue ate her breakfast out of a plastic bowl on the floor. A knock on
the front room door, woke Steve up a bit. He sauntered out into the room
jogging along comfortably, singing 'la la la la la!' to himself, Blue
followed closely at his heels.
When reaching the door he swung it open, revealing 2 teenagers. Strangely dressed, but not too strange compared to Steve's green jammies and bunny slippers. 'Hi' Steve said with a big smile.
The one on the right with the red pants that appeared to be atleast five sizes to large said to Steve, holding up a plastic shovel and pail. "We found these in your backyard my friend Owen and I were wondering if they belonged to you?" The boy asked. Steve then laughed, "Well that would make sense then wouldn't it? Them being in my backyard and all.." Steve smiled again.
Shovel cleared his throat. "Oh I'm sorry, these are my friends Shovel and Pail. Shovel and Pail this is Owen, and...?" The boy in the red pants piped up," My name's David." Looking a bit bewildered the boys looked at each other, wondering weather or not to run from a talking Shovel and Pail. "Nice to meet you two" Shovel and Pail said in unison. "Yes, it is nice to meet you Owen and David, my name is Steve and this is my dog Blue. Are you new to the neighborhood?"
David went into the backyard to put Shovel and Pail back in their rightful place, and said he would return in a moment. Owen stayed and answered Steve's question. "Yeah, we're new..." "That's nice, where did you come from?" Steve asked making friendly conversation. "Why do YOU care?!!!!" Owen lashed back. Steve's head sunk down to his shoulders, and Blue hid behind Steve's chair. " I... was just asking.." Steve said a little shocked.
Owen nodded at David who was returning, from the sandbox. "Well, we'd better get going, ya know man, stuff to do." David said to Steve who was still a little rattled. Steve looked over the two boys, they weren't all that bad. Infact maybe they were feeling a little lonely, so there Steve made the worst decision of his life, he invited the boys in.
"Hey don't go, we should get to know each other and you can meet all of my friends, and I even have some cookies we can eat that Mrs. Salt and Mr. Pepper gave me!" Inspite of Steve's enthusiasm, Blue wasn't so sure about the scary guests herself, so she remained hidden under The Thinking Chair.
David and Owen looked at each other, wondering if the opposite would decide to go in or not. David noticed Owen wasn't going to make the decision. And Owen noticed David wasn't going to make the decision.
Steve opened the door wider, as if signaling them to come in. Both of the boys being indecisive, walked in the door together."I'm so glad your staying, I think my friends will really like you." Steve said leading the boys through the interestingly set up house. "You have a really *Bleeped* up crib man!" Owen exclaimed, eyeing Side Table Drawler. David nodded in agreement, he seemed a little out-there.
Steve continued to show them around the house, so they'd know where everything was. The next couple of hours would be the ones that Steve would regret all of his life....
When reaching the door he swung it open, revealing 2 teenagers. Strangely dressed, but not too strange compared to Steve's green jammies and bunny slippers. 'Hi' Steve said with a big smile.
The one on the right with the red pants that appeared to be atleast five sizes to large said to Steve, holding up a plastic shovel and pail. "We found these in your backyard my friend Owen and I were wondering if they belonged to you?" The boy asked. Steve then laughed, "Well that would make sense then wouldn't it? Them being in my backyard and all.." Steve smiled again.
Shovel cleared his throat. "Oh I'm sorry, these are my friends Shovel and Pail. Shovel and Pail this is Owen, and...?" The boy in the red pants piped up," My name's David." Looking a bit bewildered the boys looked at each other, wondering weather or not to run from a talking Shovel and Pail. "Nice to meet you two" Shovel and Pail said in unison. "Yes, it is nice to meet you Owen and David, my name is Steve and this is my dog Blue. Are you new to the neighborhood?"
David went into the backyard to put Shovel and Pail back in their rightful place, and said he would return in a moment. Owen stayed and answered Steve's question. "Yeah, we're new..." "That's nice, where did you come from?" Steve asked making friendly conversation. "Why do YOU care?!!!!" Owen lashed back. Steve's head sunk down to his shoulders, and Blue hid behind Steve's chair. " I... was just asking.." Steve said a little shocked.
Owen nodded at David who was returning, from the sandbox. "Well, we'd better get going, ya know man, stuff to do." David said to Steve who was still a little rattled. Steve looked over the two boys, they weren't all that bad. Infact maybe they were feeling a little lonely, so there Steve made the worst decision of his life, he invited the boys in.
"Hey don't go, we should get to know each other and you can meet all of my friends, and I even have some cookies we can eat that Mrs. Salt and Mr. Pepper gave me!" Inspite of Steve's enthusiasm, Blue wasn't so sure about the scary guests herself, so she remained hidden under The Thinking Chair.
David and Owen looked at each other, wondering if the opposite would decide to go in or not. David noticed Owen wasn't going to make the decision. And Owen noticed David wasn't going to make the decision.
Steve opened the door wider, as if signaling them to come in. Both of the boys being indecisive, walked in the door together."I'm so glad your staying, I think my friends will really like you." Steve said leading the boys through the interestingly set up house. "You have a really *Bleeped* up crib man!" Owen exclaimed, eyeing Side Table Drawler. David nodded in agreement, he seemed a little out-there.
Steve continued to show them around the house, so they'd know where everything was. The next couple of hours would be the ones that Steve would regret all of his life....