Horsing Around

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Humor  |  House: Booksie Classic
Shane and Dermott have been friends for years but sometimes you wouldn't think so.

Submitted: July 23, 2016

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Submitted: July 23, 2016



Horsing Around.

Dermott and Shane were at it again, getting caught up, carried away. Their mates had seen this happen so many times before. They made their excuses and moved away. They were not going to be caught up in whatever momentary madness was about to take place.

Although they were the best of friends, and had been for years, when the right mood took them that fact was hard to believe. They would hurl insults, push, shove, and were even known to throw the odd punch. This particular day their sparring was going to get messy. Food was about to fly!

Dermott flicked a chip which landed against the tip of Shane's nose. Shane picked up two chips, squashed them into a greasy lump, and then tossed it straight at his adversary. It landed with a splat on Dermott's chin.

The students sitting at nearby tables moved themselves out of range but watched good humouredly as the food fight escalated. Some of the onlookers cheered for Dermott, while others loudly supported Shane. The majority laughed and applauded for any direct hit whoever ended up being the target.

The noise soon caught the attention of the teachers that were supposedly on canteen duty. They were not to happy to have the chat and snack that they were surreptitiously enjoying interrupted.

Shane and Dermott hastily took their final shots at each other; Shane took aim with the ketchup bottle while Dermott flicked a spoonful of mayonnaise. They were both back in their sweaters and sauntering off before Mr Brewster and Ms Fraser arrived at their table.

Both Shane and Dermott would have been facing detention if they had not had so much practice. They'd carried the mess away with themselves, in spatters all over their shirts. Their hastily donned sweaters covered the evidence. The table was no messier than any of the others in the canteen, and there was not one student who would report them and risk losing their lunchtime entertainment. There would be no detention to be served, this time at least!

* * * * * * * * * *

Walking back home from the school bus stop Dermott found himself getting rather hot. He pulled off his sweater and stuffed it into the top of his backpack. It was still hot though. He could feel the sweat trickling down his face.

It was strange, eerie even. Everyone seemed to be giving him wary looks and keeping their distance. He was sure several mothers manoeuvred their young children right away from him.

What was their problem? Had he grown fangs during the day or something?

Dermott stiffened when he felt a hand on his shoulder. A man, a total stranger, was standing next to him with a look of concern on his face. Dermott shrugged his shoulder free of the man's touch.

“Are you all right, son? Do you need help?”

“I'm fine, thanks,” Dermott mumbled and hastily crossed the street. What a creep!

Safely back at home, Dermott threw down his bag in the hallway and made his way towards the kitchen. He was starving yet again. As he walked through the doorway his shoe lace unravelled, his other foot trod on it, and he lumbered straight into the kitchen table.

His mother turned from the sink. “Oh my God, Dermott! What's happened to you?
Sit down, or perhaps you'd better lay down, I don't know. I'll call an ambulance.”

“What are you on about, Mum? All I want is a quick sandwich. I don't think I need an ambulance for that.”

“But look at yourself! Are you sure you haven't been shot? Stabbed? Are you having some kind of shock reaction and can't remember?”

Dermott looked down at the front of his shirt. The red stain that he saw explained a lot; all those looks, that man's concern..... “Oh, Mum! Don't worry. It's just a spot of ketchup!”

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