Dexter hit his head on the table as Pashmina questioned, "Howdy, do
you really?" Howdy nodded slowly as he turned red all over. Pashmina
blushed and said, "I never thought you'd like me, Howdy
because...because..."
The girls giggled because they knew who Pashmina liked. "Howdy, I...I...I love you, too!" Pashmina confessed. Howdy seemed to float in the air. "Whoopee!" Howdy cheered. "She likes me! I knew it!"
Dexter finally got up and ran out of the clubhouse. Howdy turned around toward the door. "I've gotta talk to Dexter," he said as he exited the clubhouse. "Poor Dexter," Bijou said. "Yeah," Caitlin muttered.
Howdy looked around the tunnels for Dexter, but he was nowhere to be found. "I gotta talk to him before our friendship is crushed," he whispered to himself. "I know he's mad at me for telling Pashmina I love her."
Meanwhile, Dexter was running across the river. "Pashmina," he whispered as he ran under a tree root far from the clubhouse. "I love you, Pashmina. Why do you like Howdy instead of me, Dexter? Please, Pashmina..."
Dexter tried to hold back the tears as he thought of Howdy and Pashmina together, but it was useless. They rolled down his face like rivers as he pounded the ground. "Why Howdy? I'm better than him!" "Maybe you are," a voice said from behind him.
Dexter wiped away the tears hastily and turned around. He gasped as he pressed up against the tree root. Mike had heard him. He was in the way of the only way out from under the tree root. "What's the problem, kiddo?" Mike questioned. Dexter swallowed hard and shuddered. Mike grinned his toothy, eternal grin and said, "I'm not going to hurt you, Dexter."
Dexter finally replied, "Well, I like Pashmina and all, but my best friend, Howdy, likes her, too. We share the same dreams and hopes, but liking the girl I like is too much. Today is her birthday, and I made her a purple scarf. Well, Howdy gets all romantic and gives her a bottle of white wine, chocolates, a rose, and a pink apron, which is just not fair. So she falls in love with him. Howdy admits his love, and she just supposedly loved him, too. So I ran out."
Mike thought a minute. "Is there anyone else's birthday coming up?" he asked. Dexter nodded and replied, "Boss's is in five days which is September 21." "You've got to impress her at that party," Mike answered as he grinned. "She'll like you then, but you have to do something for me."
Dexter looked up at Mike and queried, "What?" Mike grinned his toothy, eternal grin and replied, "This is what you've got to do. Just do what I say, OK? And..."
The girls giggled because they knew who Pashmina liked. "Howdy, I...I...I love you, too!" Pashmina confessed. Howdy seemed to float in the air. "Whoopee!" Howdy cheered. "She likes me! I knew it!"
Dexter finally got up and ran out of the clubhouse. Howdy turned around toward the door. "I've gotta talk to Dexter," he said as he exited the clubhouse. "Poor Dexter," Bijou said. "Yeah," Caitlin muttered.
Howdy looked around the tunnels for Dexter, but he was nowhere to be found. "I gotta talk to him before our friendship is crushed," he whispered to himself. "I know he's mad at me for telling Pashmina I love her."
Meanwhile, Dexter was running across the river. "Pashmina," he whispered as he ran under a tree root far from the clubhouse. "I love you, Pashmina. Why do you like Howdy instead of me, Dexter? Please, Pashmina..."
Dexter tried to hold back the tears as he thought of Howdy and Pashmina together, but it was useless. They rolled down his face like rivers as he pounded the ground. "Why Howdy? I'm better than him!" "Maybe you are," a voice said from behind him.
Dexter wiped away the tears hastily and turned around. He gasped as he pressed up against the tree root. Mike had heard him. He was in the way of the only way out from under the tree root. "What's the problem, kiddo?" Mike questioned. Dexter swallowed hard and shuddered. Mike grinned his toothy, eternal grin and said, "I'm not going to hurt you, Dexter."
Dexter finally replied, "Well, I like Pashmina and all, but my best friend, Howdy, likes her, too. We share the same dreams and hopes, but liking the girl I like is too much. Today is her birthday, and I made her a purple scarf. Well, Howdy gets all romantic and gives her a bottle of white wine, chocolates, a rose, and a pink apron, which is just not fair. So she falls in love with him. Howdy admits his love, and she just supposedly loved him, too. So I ran out."
Mike thought a minute. "Is there anyone else's birthday coming up?" he asked. Dexter nodded and replied, "Boss's is in five days which is September 21." "You've got to impress her at that party," Mike answered as he grinned. "She'll like you then, but you have to do something for me."
Dexter looked up at Mike and queried, "What?" Mike grinned his toothy, eternal grin and replied, "This is what you've got to do. Just do what I say, OK? And..."