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Dedication: Goes to Little-Miss-Giggle, Leenoy, because her stories rock.
Hey readers of the world! This is the 2nd drabble.
I have no idea where I got this idea. I think I got it while looking at my dog.
I want to thank all who reviewed the 1st chapter.
Beware! This is totally random.
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Squish. Squishy. Squished.
"Holy Crap! What the hell did I just step on?!" exclaims the darling brunette haired girl.
"Hn. Unholy crap." her darling boyfriend answers back.
"Ugh. Gross. I'm going home. I feel like taking a shower."
"You're going to take a shower because you stepped on a pile of dog crap?"
"No Natsume. I'm going to take a shower because the sky is falling." Sarcasm is evident. .
"Yes, because I stepped on a pile of dog crap." Sarcasm is not evident.
"Don't you think you should wash your shoes instead? Cause I'm pretty sure that when you step on crap, it doesn't magically land on your hair."
"I don't care if it stays on my shoe or even two feet from my shoe. Dog poo is not at all sanitary or attractive."
"Right…Why would brown, sometimes green, piles of crap be attractive to any human being?" Sarcasm should be evident.
"I know right? I totally agree with you, poo is not attractive, nor sanitary, at all." She didn't hear it.
"Hn."
"Well, besides the talk about crap. I need to get home and wash this sick stench off me."
She looks at her boyfriend.
"What?"
"You're going to walk me home, right?"
"Do you really need to take a shower now?"
Her hands are now crossed over her chest.
"Please Natsume. Walk me home." With pleading puppy dog eyes, who could resist?
"Hn. Fine." Rolls eyes.
"Yay!"
And so they walk to her house, hands intertwined.
"Hmm. It seems like no one's home." she assumes.
"I'm leaving Polka." He declares.
"No, no! I don't wanna be alone in this house." She grips his arm tightly.
"I'm not going to stay in this house with you alone. What would your parents think if they saw me here?"
"Please Natsume. I hate being alone."
"Fine. Whatever. I'll be staying in the living room. When you're done showering, we are leaving."
She nods her head in approval.
X X X X
"I'm done showering Nat, so don't come near the hallway." She shouts from the bathroom.
"Why exactly don't you have your own bathroom?" he asks.
"Well, I don't live in a big house where each room has its own bathroom."
"Hn." He said a little too quietly.
"What? I can't hear you! Just don't come near the hallway. I don't want to have one of 'The Proposal' moments."
"It wouldn't be one of those moments unless you weren't wearing a towel, I am naked and sweaty, and you're using a hairdryer to shoo a dog."
"Still, I am naked under the towel."
"Obviously. I'm sure you don't shower with everything on."
"I don't, for your information."
"Why didn't you just bring your clothes inside the bathroom with you?"
"Ehhh! I didn't think of that."
"Idiot." He says under his breath.
"I heard that!"
"Just hurry up and get changed. I don't want to get caught being in this house with you alone."
"I am."
Watching TV, one of the greatest ways to kill time. Too bad there isn't a TV in her living room.
"I'm done!" She emerges from her room looking fresh and bright.
"What took you so long?"
"Geez Natsume. It only took 10 minutes for me to change."
"20 minutes, to be precise."
"I can't believe you were counting the minutes."
"I can't believe you don't have a TV in your living room."
She laughs and he raises his eyebrows.
"Why exactly is that funny?"
"No. No. The only reason our living room doesn't have a TV is because me and my dad were watching a game, and the team we were rooting for lost, so daddy here just throws the remote at the TV and, even I find this impossible, it broke the screen."
She furrows her eyebrows and he raises his.
"Nat, haven't you been to my house before? Didn't you see the TV already?"
"Let's just go."
"Fine."
The couple leaves the house and they walk down the sidewalk.
"Oh my gosh! A black cat is crossing our path. We need to go the other way." she says.
"Polka, I am not going to walk back because a black cat crossed our path."
"But Nats--"
"No we are not."
"A black cat is bad luck."
"I don't care. I already went with you because you wanted to take a shower after stepping on crap; I am not going to walk back because of a black cat."
"But--"
"No. We are going to walk this way."
He grabs her by the arm and leads the way.
Squish. Squishy. Squished.
"Damn."
"I told you that cat was bad luck."
"Shut up."
"Now we have to get you home and you need to take a shower."
He curses while she laughs.
"Come on Nat, poo is unsanitary. You need to wash up. I don't want to walk with a guy who leaves a trail."
"Shut up."
"Let's go." She grabs him by the arm and leads the way to his house.
"Nat, this is all your fault. If we didn't argue about which way to go, you wouldn't be complaining about dog poo on your shoe." She tells him in a playful matter.
A bird flies over their heads and leaves a not so attractive gift on one of their heads.
"What the fu--"
"I told you so. If you listened to me, animals wouldn't be pooing on you."
"Shut up."
"Oh look Nattie! Its white, oooh, and its moving too."
"What the hell?!"
"Something's moving on your head."
"What is it?!"
"I dunno, but it's moving and wiggling."
"What the--"
"If only you had listened to me." Sigh.
"Let's go before they come." Tug and pull.
"Okay. Slow down Nat. 'Let's go before they come' sounds like a total cliché movie line. Like 'Let's go before they come Hallie, or their going to take you away' and then that sinister movie laugh by the scary killer or monster."
"Shut up and move your ass. I smell like crap."
"True, you do."
"Let's just go before target practice."
"Okie Dokie!"
They walk towards his house until…
"Natsume,"
"What now?!"
"There's another black cat crossing our path."
Groan.
"Again?"
"Yup, it's right there. See." She points her finger at the black cat.
Another groan.
"We need to find another way if you don't want crap all over you again."
"There isn't another way, Polka."
"Then pray that the birds poo on someone else." She stares at him.
"What?"
"My dad is running towards us."
"What?"
"My dad is running towards us, holding, what looks like, your cell phone."
He checks his pockets.
"Oh fu--"
"What?"
"I dropped my cell phone at your house."
"Uh-oh. Daddy looks really mad. He hates it if a boy stays with me alone. He even hated it when my cousin was with me alone in the house."
More groaning.
"Nat, you might want to run."
And then he was off, running like the wind away from one angry papa.
"Ptooey. This all started because of poo." Says our darling Mikan.
"So," giggles "technically it's all my fault." She says to herself.
"Still… he should have listened to me."
Laugh.
How was it? Tell me the truth. It sucks, right?
I don't know what brought this idea up.
Bare with me. I'll make the next drabble completely better.
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