A Diabolical Ice Drop

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 As Logged By:

Agent Rose 


Cousin Molly is back again

And her attitude is ready to begin

She's already called me fat

And I paid her back for that.

 

What's this?!  She's acting nice?

Until she lets loose her mice.

I screamed so hard I couldn't nap.

Wait till she sees what I drop in her lap!

 

Summer has sprung and this diabolical cutie is ready for some fun!
 
A family get together with water slides, slip n' slides, and snow cones, too?  Sign me up, let me get my bathing suit on.  

"Thank you for having us over, Grace," Mommy sighs as she leans back in a beach chair.  
 
"We were due for a family reunion," Aunt Grace sighs right next to her.  "And, besides, it was easy when all I had to do was set up the table.  Everyone else brought the food and Charles got everything ready for the kids water fun."
 
I glance over at Uncle Charles, where he is tying another hose onto a slide.  
 
OOOOHHHHHH!!!!!  I can't wait!  I can't wait!
 
"Uh oh,"someone behind me snarls just as I was getting ready to crawl over to the kiddie slide.  "Sorry, little miss Rosie," Cousin Molly smirks and laughs, "I think you're too fat for that."
 
"Molly!"  Aunt Grace screeches with her claws ready to pop out.  "We'll have none of that!"
 
A sad face, then a pout.  But, not from me.  This one comes from Cousin Molly.  "You're right, Aunt Grace.  I'm sorry for having said that, Rosie."
 
She offers a sweet smile before walking off.
 
I squint my eyes.
 
I grit my teeth.
 
What is going on?  I don't trust Cousin Molly.
 
Not.  One.  Bit.
 
"No, Rosie," Mommy scolds when I try to grab my fart teddy.  "No squeezing that in Molly's face.  See, she's trying to be nice now.  Give her a chance."
 
Give her a chance?
 
I gawk at Mommy.  I can't believe my ears.  Hasn't this woman witnessed enough of Cousin Molly to know not to trust this one.
 
"Here, little Rosie," Molly says as she returns.  A few bats of her eye lashes and I'm ready to hurl.  "I brought you a snow cone.  Raspberry flavored.  Want it?"
 
I squint again.  I know something's up, but that does look good.  She was only gone for a second, not long enough to have done anything...
 
Right?
 
She sits down next to me, just as Mommy and Aunt Grace head for the food table.  "Here, try a bite," she offers.
 
The snow cone shimmers in the sunlight.  It's cool feathers of shaved ice ready to quench this thirsty girl's thirst.  It is really warm out, a cool bite would feel nice.
 
Cousin Molly scoops a tiny spoonful and brings it my way.  I open my mouth and...
 
"SQUEAK!"
 
 A mouse drops onto my head!  One crawls out from under Molly's leg.
 
"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"  I scream as loud as my baby lungs can handle.  "WWWAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
 
"Haha!  Gotcha!"  Molly laughs in my face.  
 
I might have let it go, but the last straw broke when she dropped the snow cone right on the ground.  All that sweet deliciousness wasted.  
 
"WWWAAAAHHHHHH!"  I wail again.
 
"Oh, Sweetie."  Mommy picks me up and carries me inside.  "I can't believe Molly did that.  How about a nap to help you feel better?" 

Though Mommy sets me down, I toss and turn to no avail.  This diabolical baby is angry!  

"Gobble, gobble."
 
Agent Chase's pet turkey pokes his head in the room and an idea hits, one perfectly diabolical.
 
I sashay off the bed and crawl out of the room, following Gobbles straight to where his food looms.  A handful into his bowl to keep him quiet and a handful for me.  
 
Crawling with a hand full of turkey mash is not very easy when you're a baby.  But, this diabolical baby must do what she's gotta do.  
 
Outside, Agent Chase sits next to her Mommy, eating a yummy snow cone.  She sees the turkey mash in my hand and lifts a brow.
 
I point at her snow cone and she gets the hint.  Handing it to me, I work real quick.
 
Swirling the turkey food in with the shaved ice, in no time at all it looks absolutely gross.
 
Here comes Molly, her smirk boastfully wide.  "Oh, look.  It's little chubby Rosie.  What's that you're hiding by your side?"
 
SPLAT!
 
"EWW!  She threw dog puke all over me!"
 
My diabolical deed for the day is complete.  


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