The Adventures of I and Buster: The Christmas Chase

“Christmas is around the corner!” I thought as I drove up to my brother’s mansion

“And we get to spend Christmas with my brother.” Buster cowered in the passenger seat. I looked at him. “I know that you don’t like his kids. Give them another chance.”
I rang the doorbell. My brother answered the door. I stepped inside to a rich looking living room, and seven kids plowed into the room and knocked me over. “Yay!!” They all shouted in unison. “Hi, kids!” I said brightly standing up. “Hello Uncle.” They said in unison again. It was creepy the way they all spoke in unison, I wondered if they planned it that way. “Hello brother!” I turned and I almost fell over again, my brother had engulfed me a huge hug. “Still not married I see.” My brother said. “I’ve been busy.” I replied.
“Where’s the puppy?” One of the kids asked. “WE WANT THE PUPPY!!!!!!” The children demanded. “I don’t know where he is.” I lied. The children marched two by two and one was at the head, to search for Buster while chanting. “Looking for the puppy, we are looking, we are looking, looking for the puppy.”
I felt Buster creep up to my side. “I am going to use the bathroom.” I said. Buster hurried after me. “Come on Buster we have to hide.” Buster and I ran to the second floor and we started going down a hall but then we heard. “Looking for the puppy, we are looking, we are looking.” We ran up the side staircase to the third floor. “Okay Buster which room?” I asked.
Buster sniffed the air and ran down the hall as we heard the kids marching up the side staircase.
Buster and I hid in a room. It was a sitting room. “Whew let’s stay here a bit Buster.” I whispered. But Buster was headed into this other room in the sitting room. “Buster….get back here.” I whispered. “Looking for the puppy, we are looking, we are looking, we are looking for the puppy.” Buster ran into the room. And closed the door.
The sitting room door busted open. “WE WANT THE PUPPY!!!” The seven kids screamed.
“He’s not here!” I lied again putting a fake smile on my face. The kids looked at each other and as if they all had one mind a they pulled out Nerf guns. All sorts, handguns, machine guns, and sniper guns. My eyes widened. “Tell us where the puppy is and we won’t shoot you.” The lead kid said. “We have a lot of bullets.” Said one kid. I gulped.
“Now, now we don’t want any trouble.” I said. I looked at the door. Then I had a brilliant idea.
“Hey kids! Look….It’s SANTA CLAUS!! He’s here early!” None of the kids looked to the window.
“How stupid do you think we are?” The lead kid said. I gulped. They pointed they pointed their guns at me fingers on the triggers. “Not stupid at all.” I said. “FIRE!!!!!!!!” The lead kid shouted. Hundreds of bullets fired. I ran outside the room and down the hall up a flight of stairs and down the hall. Then I saw Buster.
“Buster!” I said running towards him. Buster barked quickly. I realized he was warning me of something. Suddenly  the floor I discovered was a trapdoor. I fell onto a kid-sized train. I saw the kids leap onto the train. “AHHHHHHH!!!!!” I screamed like a girl and ran. “Woof, woof!” “Buster!” I leapt to the front of the train and disconnected with the rest of the train.

I sighed with relief.  “Okay we got rid of them let’s see where this train leads too.” I said. In a minute it stopped in the living room.

I saw my brother. “Oh dear did the kids chase you around the house to get Buster?” He said.
I nodded. “Did they point nerf guns at you?” I nodded. He laughed.”Oh don’t worry about that. They always do that to family.”
The next morning on Christmas Day we came downstairs for Christmas presents. And the seven kids came to me and said in one voice. “Uncle, we want to give you your Christmas present.” “Okay.” I said smiling. They pointed they’re nerf guns at me. “FIRE!!!!” The lead kid said. “AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!” I screamed. Buster and I ran out the door into my car, driving away as fast as we could with the kids hot on our trail firing at us…..Next year I think I’ll stay home.
THE END
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