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A Dog's Revenge chapter two

One week after Jesse had dropped the boys of with Timothy, Luke was still spending all his time playing with Bobby, and Bo his trying to play with Cartman. It wasn't that Luke ignored him on purpose, but he was always playing with Bo when they were at home, and for once he had someone closer to his own age around. Bo was younger, Luke didn't really mind that, but because of it there were games he couldn't play with Bo.

If they played tag, Bo wasn't fast enough to catch Luke, so Luke had to let him at times, and then he had to be careful not to push him over because he was so much smaller. Bo couldn't climb trees either, at least he wasn't allowed to climb higher than a few feet, and then Luke had to make sure he didn't forget himself and climber higher. If they played on the swing Luke had to help him push it, and then once more he had to make sure Bo wouldn't fall off. Mostly they would play with toy cars, because that was a game where it didn't matter that Bo was so much smaller.

So no, he didn't mean to be ignoring his younger cousin, it was just so much fun to play with Bobby for a bit. In the same way, Bo didn't mean to be bothering Cartman, he had been raised better than that. He really just was to young to understand he was bothering the dog. When Cartman laid down outside beneath a tree, Bo crawled over to stretch out beside him, using the dog for a pillow. Cartman swapped his tail at him, but Bo thinking it was a game grabbed a hold of it. Cartman tried to jerk his tail lose, and Bo giggled, to him it was a funny game. He had seen Luke wrestle with a dog for fun once, and he thought that was what Cartman wanted to do.

However Cartman thought that it was enough, and so he growled at Bo.

Taken by surprise Bo jerked back to sit on the ground, uncertain of why the dog was snarling at him. He had thought they were playing, but then why did the dog snarl at him like that? He just didn't understand that.

He tried to leave the dog alone for a bit, but then there just wasn't anything to do. Luke and Bobby had taken of somewhere to build a hut, and Timothy was busy with the chores. Bo wandered around for a bit, but he had none of his cars with him to play with. Just sitting around and looking was so boring he couldn't do it for more than a few minutes.

Once more he looked around for something to do, and Cartman really was the only one to play with, only now he couldn't even find him. To tell the truth, Bo was getting homesick, he wanted his uncle. He had been trying to behave really good. Not only because Jesse had promised to get them, but also because he wanted his uncle to proud of him. Luke always said he was the only ingredient in a disaster recipe, and that he always made trouble, even when he didn't mean to, like chasing the chickens.

This time when his uncle came back, Bo wanted to have behaved good the whole time. Luke always got told how good he had been, and Bo wanted to hear that as well, but he really, really missed his uncle, a lot.

It was hard to be just as big a boy as Luke when you were that much smaller. Not to mention how hard it was not to be any trouble when he couldn't even reach the tap if he was thirsty, and could barely reach over the table to eat. It was even harder at night, even if Luke was in the same room it was scary. There was a tree outside the windows, and when the moon shone, it looked really scary, even if he knew it was just a tree.

Now, sitting on his own at the porch, he really felt badly homesick, enough that a tear ran down his cheek, but he scrubbed it away. Big boys didn't cry, and his uncle had wanted him to be a big boy while he was away. He scrubbed away the last remains of the tear and decided to find Timothy. Maybe he wouldn't be to much of a bother if he just watched.

He took off running to find him, thinking he was on the other side of the house. Bo came running around the corner and didn't even see Cartman coming from the other direction before they had crashed into each other. Bo actually being the smaller one got thrown to the ground, and landing on the gravel of the garden path hurt. It didn't help that Cartman blamed him for the accident either.

He growled and gave a sharp bark, showing his teeth to the boy. With his hands stinging from falling, and the way Cartman knocked him over in passing while he tried to get up again, it was just to much for Bo. When he finally found Timothy he was crying.

"What happened Bo?" Timothy asked kneeling down as he saw the gravel cuts on Bo's hands and the tears on his face.

"I wanna go home." Bo sniffed. "I miss Uncle Jesse, an' I wanna go home. I try to be good, but I just wanna go home."

"Did you fall?" Timothy asked concerned, he was aware how hard the boy had worked to behave, even if he had also seen how he was homesick at times.

"I was bad, but I didn't mean to, I just was, an' I know I ain't a big boy, but I really, really wanna go home."

"I know ya do Bo," Timothy nodded. "And missing ya home ain't being bad. Come on now, lets get ya cleaned off." He lifted up the boy and carried him inside the house. He had thought Bo would get homesick before this, knowing how small he really was, and how hard it could be to be in a strange place. As he put Bo on the kitchen counter to wash his hands off he managed to draw the story about how he had run into the dog out of him.

He had to smile a little at the thought of the two of them coming around the corner at the same time. Then once more he tried to explain to him about how Cartman just didn't want to play.

"But Luke ain't wanna play with me." Bo objected, "an' I ain't supposed to be a bother, Uncle Jesse told me so."

Timothy shook his head, so the boy had thought he would be a bother if he was with him while he worked. It was time to think of a good way to occupy the boy. "Well, how would you like to help me then?" He was going to be working on the fence, the boy could hold the nails for him.

Bo looked at him with big eyes, shining up a little. "I'm sorry I was bad before." He said slowly.

"You weren't bad Bo, really, now come on. I'm sure ya could be a great help when I work on that there fence.

Smiling again Bo went with him and forgot about the dog for the time being.


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