Author's Note: In "Me and You and, Well, We Have Bo Here," I mentioned a bit about Luke telling Bo to get lost, only to have him go literally lost. Sine so many asked me about it, I have written that story, and since it was requested to be a chapter story, it is. I am sorry for the chapters being so short though.
Big thanks to Earendil Eldar for beta work.
Disclaimer: The Duke Boys are not mine, I made up the names of the other drivers, but I don't own the Duke boys, not the General Lee. I promise that once I'm through with them, there will be nothing broken that a trip to Cooter's garage can't fix….
You Said Get Lost
Chapter 1, Get Lost
Luke whistled cheerfully on a merry tune as he trudged along the trail to the pond. Okay, so it was mostly off key, and only three different notes, and it didn't really sound like 'Oh, Susanna,' at all, but that didn't bother him. He really couldn't care less, what he really didn't care for however was his cousin who was trailing along after him.
He was eight years old, and not really interested in baby sitting his younger cousin, Bo was three, and he trudged along cheerfully enough, chewing on his fist as he walked. Bo was always chewing on something it seemed. The point was, Luke was gonna go fishing, and he knew that if Bo went along, he would constantly have to pull him back from falling in, not to mention how Bo would scare the fish, and make a nuisance of himself.
"Look." Even now he stopped suddenly and pointed at something on the trail. "Funny." He laughed as he clapped his hands together.
"Bo," Luke turned around, he really didn't want to have him along today. Bo was just a baby anyway, not big enough to be of any real use at all, too little to help with the chores, and not big enough to play with. All he really ever did was beg cookies, and he always got them. Cause aunt Martha said he was too small to know better he got away with everything, and everyone else always though he was so cute they always gave him candy. No, today he really didn't want him along. What was it Bobby Robertson had told his brother? He was six, and as annoying as Bo, Bobby had told him to get lost, and he had gone home, it had sounded really cool when Bobby told him that. Luke decided to try it. "Get lost." He told Bo, pointing towards the farm.
"But Luke." Bo objected in that whiny voice he used at times, even managing a small lisping sound.
"No Bo, get lost." Luke told him again, smiling satisfied as Bo grudgingly turned around and walked the other way.
Luke took up whistling again as he continued towards the pond.
TBC
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