Disclaimer: ...Fanfiction. Written by a fan. Self-explanitory, no?
And it's official. I can't write ANYTHING at home.
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Part 4
Raimundo Pedrosa
Jellyfishies!
Yo. Now, many people have asked me about the "Clay Grandma" issue. His fear all began with that one incident. Then, he began noticing other crap about her... Like her evil hairy kisses of death and cheek-pinching of doom! I just forgot to put it in that last transcription 'cause I'm somewhat stupid and lazy like that (yes, I'm so cheap that I'll be my own transcriptionist for my sessions and I refer to them as chapters I guess). Even great psychiatrists/transcriptionists make mistakes... JUST DON'T TELL MY BOSS! I BEG OF YOU! PLEASE! HE'LL FIRE ME!
Ahem. Anyways, onto today's fear thing... Raimundo Pedrosa's afraid of... Jellyfish. I still can't believe this. How can anyone be afraid of jellyfishies? I mean, they're cool-looking! I even have a pet jellyfish! (turns to fish tank) I have called him Squishy. He is mine. Go away and get on with the flashback thingy! I won't let anyone have my little Squishy-Ishy...
SCENE CHANGES NOW BECAUSE HYBRID IS BEING VERY CREEPY RIGHT NOW. BUT THEN AGAIN, SHE ALWAYS WAS CREEPY.
The city of Rio de Janeiro.
It is and always has been one of his favorite towns.
More specifically, it was the beach that he liked best.
Well, too bad for him! This fear-tale doesn't take place there!
Ten-year-old Raimundo Pedrosa was in one of the three mini-vans on a vacation across the country with his family. Well, along the coast anyway. They were on their way to a very special spot to go scuba diving. Raimundo was the only one sulking.
"Moooooom!" he was going to complain yet again, shouting over the noise of his siblings. "Why couldn't we just do that stuff in Rio?"
"What was that?" Mrs. Pedrosa said loudly.
"I SAID WHY CAN'T WE SCUBA DIVE IN RIO DE JANEIRO!"
Mrs. Pedrosa made a sharp turn, causing everyone to cry out and slam to the left side of the van. Raimundo unfortunately was by the left window in the middle part of the van and got squashed against it.
Once the turn was over, everyone went back to talking and Raimundo's mother loudly said, "Because they don't allow it over there for some reason! Besides, this place has cleaner water!"
Young Raimundo scoffed and returned to scowling out his window, ignoring all the annoying chatter, despite the great difficulty.
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After another two hours, the Pedrosa's finally arrived at a large beach. The first sign they saw read:
Discount Scuba Diving/Swimming
See the wonders of the Atlantic Up Close!
Rai's younger brother and sisters (there are eight siblings, right?) started running amuck as soon as they unloaded themselves from the vans, the adults and older siblings desperately trying to calm them down or catch them. Raimundo sighed and sat on a piece of driftwood, continuing to pout.
"What are you doing?"
"Leave me alone, Angelina..."
Angelina was the youngest of Raimundo's siblings at four-years-old. She always carried around a teddy bear which she calls Little Bonita (crap name).
She blinked her big, green eyes at her brother's grouchyness. "Oh... Sorry to bother you..." She sadly walked away.
On any other day, Raimundo would've stopped Angelina and apologized, but darn it, he was ticked off today! So, he ignored Angelina and continued to be rotton until his oldest brother (and oldest period) at 17 years, Antonio tapped him on his shoulder. Raimundo rolled his eyes up to see his silhouette against the sun. "Whaddya want?"
Antonio frowned at his younger brother. "You should know better than to be mean to Angelina."
"She should know better than to bother me when I'm like this."
Without warning, Antonio grabbed hold of Rai's ear and lifted him onto his feet, earning a painful annoyed yelp from the boy. Antonio's stern expression and hand remained when he said, "Come on, you little jerk. Everyone's waiting."
"Gaah! Leggo! Leggo!"
Ignoring his struggling brother, Antonio smirked and dragged Raimundo over to where eveyone was indeed waiting for them to catch up.
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"This is so stupid."
"Stop complaining, bro! It looks good on ya!"
It was his second-oldest sister, Beatriz who gave the comment. Everyone else was laughing at Raimundo. For good reason, too, for he looked and felt absolutely ridiculous. The suit was HUGE on him since there weren't any his size. It was very uncomfortable to say the least, so, after about another minute of laughter, he began throwing off the suit, the pieces landing in ungraceful piles on the ground. Then, he took off his shirt, shoes, socks, and pants, leaving him in his boxer shorts and the medallion he always wore.
"I'll just keep holding my breath, then!"
This worried his mother, since his father was off with the majority of the siblings, who already left and were diving and splashing in the water. "But, what if you drown, or are crushed by water pressure?"
"I'm gonna stay in the shallow areas, all right?" Rai said.
"All right... Only if someone watches you, okay?" His mother looked around. "Umm... How about Beatriz, huh?"
"Oh no..." Raimundo murmured, a hint of worry in his tone. Beatriz was an athletics freak. She was scary when it came to being physically active.
Beatriz salutes her mother. "Right, Mom! I'll keep him out of trouble!"
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"COME ON! PICK UP THE PACE, KID! ONE MORE LAP!"
Raimundo was swimming as fast as he could, trying to keep up with Beatriz (she was putting him under fierce training for the little family race they were planning to do). Rai was getting really tired and he was starting to sink, not being able to stay above the surface easily.
Beatriz was so busy swimming farther and farther along the coast that she didn't even notice her brother take a deep breath and start sinking...
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Raimundo was resting when he sank. He relaxed his tired muscles, holding his breath, keeping his eyes closed while he slowly began to float back to the top. He never floated right away; he sank first, then began rising. He was thankful for the fact that Beatriz didn't notice.
The boy lied on the surface, merely floating there. After a while, he dived back down into the water's depths. He didn't have to go very far, considering that the water was only about twelve feet deep.
Rai's eyes were open (A/N: He can see underwater without goggles. Lucky...) and it was a good thing he could hold his breath for a pretty long time. His mother was right. The water was cleaner and more clear than in Rio. He didn't see any of his relatives down there; they must've been in a different area. Slowly swimming along a drop-off point, careful not to go too deep, he took in the sights, amazed at what he saw.
A colorful stretch of reef lined the edge of the drop-off. Millions of undersea creatures of every color, shape, and size swam in and out of the little holes and spaces of the rock. Needless to say, it was beautiful, no matter how girly a thought it was. Raimundo rose up to surface, took a big gulp of air, and dived back down for another look.
When he decided he had seen enough, Raimundo was on his way back to the surface when he saw something that a little bit far from the drop-off in the open water: a jellyfish. He had always been fascinated by jellyfish, so, naturally, he swam away from the drop-off to get a closer look. He watched it slowly float around in the water while he hovered next to it, watching the head-part ripple every once in a while. He kept a safe distance away from the tentacles.
He was so busy watching that jellyfish that he didn't even more were gathering around. It was when he needed to rise for air did he actually notice this. There were jellyfish as far as he could see. He couldn't even really see the open blue water anymore.
Raimundo began to panic, still struggling to hold his breath as he began to suffer from some sort of claustrophobia (A/N: I'm not sure what to call it). He started trying to swim towards the surface, pushing his way through the jellyfish above, but he must have gone down into deeper water without realizing it, for it was taking way longer. He kept getting stung by the tentacles and his lungs hurt worse, but Rai tried his best to ignore it and continue to the surface.
When he saw light filtering down into the water from above the surface, Raimundo began swimming faster. He needed air NOW. He was almost there...
...then he felt something painful wrapped around his ankle.
His foot had gotten tangled in a mess of tentacles, sending shocks through it. Raimundo screamed, a bunch of bubbles emitting from his mouth. He thrashed around frantically, but he was in too much pain to actually propel himself anywhere. He was too busy thrashing about, screaming uselessly that he didn't feel a strong arm snake around his waist and pulling him up to the surface.
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"I told you to watch him, Beatriz!"
"But, Mom! I was watching him! He just wandered off!"
Everyone was sitting on the beach, Raimundo shivering under the towel he was wrapped in, the marks around his right ankle made from the tentacles still stinging. It was Beatriz who rescued him, but her mother and Antonio scolded her anyway, since she was so absorbed in swimming that she wasn't paying attention to Rai.
Raimundo's three younger brothers, Angelina, and the other two sisters were crowded around him, asking him A LOT of questions reguarding his experience. He refused to answer them. However, one of the questions asked were:
"Why didn't you see the sign that said 'WARNING: ACTIVE JELLYFISH HABITAT IN THIS AREA. DO NOT SWIM'?"
BACK TO PRESENT...
There you have it. No one pays attention to signs anymore...
My response:
PAY ATTENTION, MAN!
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REAL WORLD IF YOU DON'T KNOW THAT
Yeah... Sorry this took so long. And, yes, I know that the names are Spanish, but I don't know anything Brazillian, so, whatever. Also, some the jellyfish stuff may be wrong. I wanted one to actually grab him and start pulling him down, but I don't think they'd actually do that, though... Leave that to Rai's imagination...