Bo and Yeller went outside and saw Luke walking towards the barn.
'Hey Yeller, what do you think we should do to him?'
'I dunno. How about we get a bucket of mud and a whole bunch of chicken feathers and dump them on Luke?'
'That's a great idea Yeller! C'mon let's go get some mud and feathers.'
'But Bo, I didn't really mean to…oh never mind, let's go.' Bo and Yeller took off towards the back of the barn, where there was a small mound of dirt and a bag of chicken feathers.
'Why does your uncle keep a bag full of chicken feathers?' Yeller asked confused.
'Hmm, good question. I'll have to ask him on of these days. Well anyway c'mon we got some mud to make and a Luke to chickenize.'
'Chickenize? Is that even a word?'
'It is now.' Bo said as he filled a bucket with dirt and grabbed the bag of feathers.
Meanwhile in town Boss Hogg was on the phone with some guy from Atlanta.
"I told you Tracy that I will get you that album as son as I can. I will try to have them to you by the end of the week."
'You had better Hogg. Otherwise its curtains for you and your sheriff.' Tracy warned. Boss swallowed hard and hung up the phone. He then turned to the sheriff.
"Rosco, I want you to get out there and find Johnny cash and get that album from him. I don't care if you have to drive around the entire Tri-County area. I wanted that album here twenty minutes ago, now get going you numbskull." Boss yelled at Rosco. Rosco mumbled something under his breath as he went outside. Since Rosco was out buying doggie num nums for Flash when they was passing out brains, he didn't have the slightest idea of where to look for Johnny.
Back at the farm, Bo and Yeller had the trap all set up, Yeller having found a way to get the bucket on the door, and were waiting for Luke to come out. As it just so happened, not even ten minutes after they got the trap set up did Luke come out of the barn. Not seeing the trip wire going across the doorway of the barn, Luke walked right into it.
The bucket of mud came tumbling down, hitting Luke, and covering him with a thick layer of mud. While Luke was still in a daze, Yeller and Bo saw it as they're chance to feather him. Luke yelled out in surprise when he felt feathers being dumped on him. Bo wheeled himself away from Luke to avoid a beating, with Yeller right behind him. Once Luke finally regained his scenes, he immediately realized what happened.
"BEAUREGARD JAMES DUKE! YELLER! YOU ARE BOTH GONNAHURTAND THENDIE!"
'Uh oh, think we made him mad?' Bo asked Yeller through their thought talk as they called it.
'What ever gave you that hint?' Yeller thought back sarcastically. Just then Luke appeared from around the corner. Although it was hard to tell because of the mud and feathers, one would think that Luke's face was as red as it could get. In reality, Luke looked like an enraged bull that would take out anyone and anything in its path. Yeller heard Luke stepping closer and turned around to be face to face with the enraged Duke.
'Uh, Bo…I think we best hightail it outta here…' Yeller said. Bo turned his head and saw his irate cousin standing behind him, with a not-so-welcoming grin on his face. Bo knew instantly that he was in serious trouble.
"Uh, hey there cuz. What's up?" Bo asked as innocently as he could.
"Nothing's up cousin. At least not yet." Luke said between gritted teeth. Bo knew that he was definitely gonna get it, not only from Luke, but possibly from his uncle as well. It was then that Bo noticed that Luke had something behind his back.
"Um, say whatcha got behind yer back?"
"I was hoping you'd ask that, cause it's a little present from me to you. Now pick a hand. If you guess right, I'll go easy on ya, but if you guess wrong, not only will you get what's behind my back, but you also get a major butt whuppin'. So if'n I was you, I'd pick really carefully." The way Luke had said that, it made Bo actually a little afraid of his older cousin. "Better hurry up Bo, otherwise I get to pick."
"Um, I pick…the left?"
"Are you sure? Cause it could be good and it could be bad."
"Um, yeah I'm sure I guess"
"Okay then, here's what you get!" Luke said as he pulled a large bucket out from behind his back. He lifted the bucket above Bo's head and started to tilt it.
"Wait a minute, maybe you better get out of the chair."
"But there's a slight problem, remember?"
"Oh don't you worry about that." Luke said as he sat the bucket down just out of Bo's range of sight. Luke walked over to Bo and helped him sit on the ground. Once Bo was sitting on the ground, Luke moved the wheel chair out of the way. He walked back over to the bucket and picked it up again. He then walked back over to where Bo was sitting. Luke lifted the bucket up over Bo's head again, and started tilting it. A little bit of cold liquid hit Bo's head and the smell from it almost made him gag. Luke stood back far enough to where he wouldn't get any of the smelly liquid on him, but close enough to dump it on Bo. Luke tilted the bucket more and a miniature waterfall poured over Bo's head.
"LUKE! PLEASE STOP!" Bo said as he tried desperately from throwing up. Once all the liquid was gone, Luke held the bucket completely vertical and started shaking it up and down. After a few hard shakes, a whole bunch of dead rotten leaves fell out of the bottom of the bucket and landed on Bo's head. As soon as the leaves hit him, Bo lost control of holding his lunch down and threw up all over the ground.
Luke didn't say anything, he just walked away to go get cleaned up. Bo leaned his head back against the side of the barn trying to keep his stomach under control. Yeller looked at Bo then at Luke who was halfway to the water hose. Yeller instantly got angry, and started to dislike Luke. After Yeller was certain Bo wasn't going to throw up anymore, he quickly made his way over to his master.
Yeller put his head under Bo's right arm and sat down beside him despite the stench of rotten leaves. Bo looked at Yeller and smiled despite the way his stomach was feeling. Bo chuckled a little then took a deep breath in through his mouth only to find that he could not only smell, but also taste the stench of dead rotten leaves.
"I guess I kinda deserved that. But boy is Luke gonna get it when Uncle Jesse finds out." Yeller looked at Bo.
'Hey Yeller, wanna go get Uncle Jesse for me? I'm gonna need some help getting inside.'
'Sure. I'll be right back.' Yeller said as he stood up. He trotted towards the house, giving Luke, who was still trying to get the mud and feathers off of him, a dirty look as he passed him.
Well that's that. Luke can be so mean to Bo and Yeller. But poor Bo, smelling like a pile of rotten wet leaves. Just the smell alone makes me sick to my stomach., but having a bucket of it dumped on yer head. That's to much. Anywho please R&R!