Title- The Tale of Ronnie
Chapter Title- Chocolate
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"Veronica Lynn Curtis," my mom said after I showed her the dog. She only used my full name when she was really mad. It's only happened about twice before. I gave her a look that said 'please don't make a big deal out of this'.
"Sodapop, get in here," she called. She was holding her temper really well.
"Yeah?" dad asked rushing to mom's side.
"Look what your daughter brought home," she said pointing at the dog. I held it closer to me.
"Oh, Veronica," I heard dad groan. I sat on the bed. I was really scared.
"Please don't get mad at Uncle Two-Bit," I begged. I didn't want Two-Bit mad at me because I tricked him.
"So, Two-Bit got you the dog, after we told you no? Veronica what are we supposed to do?"
"I don't know," I said close to crying. I felt the bed move. I saw Nate next to me petting the dog. He looked at mom and dad. I hoped he had more power over them then I did.
"Can we please keep it?" I whined.
"I don't know," my mom said. She walked out of the room.
"Dinner will be ready soon," she told us.
"Daddy, can we please keep him? Please?"
"I don't know, we really can't afford a dog," he said. I stuck my bottom lip out further than it's ever gone before. I stood up while holding the dog. I ran out of the house and down the road. It was the farthest I had ever gone without anybody with me. I ran to Two-Bit's house, hoping that Miss Mathews would be home.
"Ronnie, how come your here?" she asked. I pointed to the dog and asked if I could come in. She let me in. The house was a mess, but Two-Bit lived there and their mom worked all the time. I sat on the couch petting the dog and watching the television. Mickey wasn't on so I was watching some boring show. I heard the door open but I figured Miss Mathews was having some friends over.
I should guess again. Miss Mathews must've called my mom because she was standing in front of the television with her arms across her chest and a serious look on her face.
"You are in some serious trouble. You tricked Two-Bit into buying you a dog, you ran out of the house without telling us where you were going, you were without an adult, and you went off the property." Did I really break all those rules?
"If you just let me get a dog-" I began but she cut me off.
"Thanks for calling me," she said to Miss Mathews. "Let's go, get in the car," she told me. I listened to her. I didn't want to get in anymore trouble. I got home and everybody was looking at me. I figured they must have told them what was going on.
"I'm sorry Uncle Two-Bit," I said. I walked back into my room. My mom and dad were following me. I put the dog on the ground and he walked out of the room.
"Nate, could you please go?" Mom asked. Nate followed the dog out. I climbed onto my bed and put my face into my pillow.
"Veronica, I'd appreciate it if you looked at us while we were talking to you." I looked at my mom.
"Veronica, do you know how much trouble you are in? You broke the rules and disobeyed us."
"I'm sorry," I mumbled.
"You better be, but you still are getting punished. No chocolate cake for tonight," my mom told me. I gasped. Did she just say no chocolate cake? That's not fair. Hey, wait, I'm going to name my dog chocolate.
"That's not fair," I whined. Mom held up her hand, she wasn't in the mood. I could tell.
"No chocolate cake tonight, or tomorrow. You broke the rules, now you have to face the consequences." I stuck out my bottom lip again. This time it went further than the last time.
"Are we gonna keep Chocolate?" I asked.
"What?" my mom asked confused.
"Chocolate, my dog, are we keepin' him?"
"We'll see," she said, "but, you made us hold dinner. Wash your hands and come inside." I walked into the bathroom to wash my hands.
I sat down at the kitchen table, in my usual spot. Nate was on one side of me and Uncle Two-Bit was on the other side. I didn't say anything to anybody the whole time. I ate my food quietly and when I was done I put my plate in the sink. I went into the bedroom and got into my pajamas. If I wasn't getting desert, I was going to sleep. I felt somebody next to me and I figured it was Nate. It wasn't. My dog, Chocolate, was next to me. I rubbed his tummy for a while.
"Good night," mom and dad said after tucking Nate and I in. I didn't say anything back. A few minutes later, it could've been a half hour, I felt Nate get up. My stomach was growling and I wished I had eaten more at dinner. I must've fallen asleep, because the next thing I know, Nate was shaking my shoulder and he was holding a handful of chocolate cake.
"Nate, you probably left crumbs everywhere," I whispered. I couldn't be mad at him. I took the cake from his hand and ate it. He licked some of the icing off of his fingers. Chocolate licked the crumbs that must've been on the bed. Then Chocolate licked my hand until it was clean. Nate gave him his hand to take the icing off, chocolate isn't Nate's favorite. He likes white icing, I don't. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. Maybe mom would change her mind and let me have some cake tomorrow.