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Fishing Trip-Feel My Rath

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Don't own it, don't own it, don't own it…. Yeah… Oh, and one more thing…

I- don't- own- it….

"FISHING TRIP"



"I don't see why were doing this."

Gwen was a little aggravated when she stepped out of her boyfriends car. The guys had once again, chose the activity for the day, while she wanted to just go to the beach instead.

Guys could be so boring at times….

"Cheer up, Gwen. Fishin' is totally relaxing. Besides. You didn't have to come you know. You could've just stayed home."

Kevin grins at the girl, and heads toward the lake. Rath of course was not far behind. The tiger took a step over to his cousin. He at least wanted to cheer the sad, sad little girl up. Isn't that what cousins were there for?

Ya know, for support?

"LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHIN GWEN TENNYSON!"

Gwen casually rolls her eyes at the feline, and sighs. Here we go again…

"FISHIN' IS FREAKEN AWESOME! SO STOP YOUR COMPLAININ', OR RATH WILL GIVE YOU SOMETHIN' TO COMPLAIN ABOUT! .....LIKE, UH…. A SWIFT KICK WITH MY BIG FOOT TO YOUR FAT BUTT!"

Oh, no he didn't….

Kevin ran swiftly up to the cousins upon hearing the last remark from Rath. He didn't run for the fear of the tiger hurting the girl. No. The boy did it simply because Gwen was glaring back at the feline, and looked as though she was going into one of her 'kill' modes….

"Uh, Gwen?"

"What..." She replied sternly, all the while, not taking the glare off her cousin.

"How bout we forget all this and just head to the lake?"

"He called my butt big Kevin."

The older boy leans a bit behind Gwen, and looks back at the girl.

"Nope. I think your butt is completely fine." He chuckles. "I mean I could totally stare-"

Gwen holds her hand up to interrupt the rambling idiot next to her. She let's out an agitated sigh, closing her eyes as if she was trying to control her anger.

"Fine." She sneers at her cousin. "Don't ever say that to me again, Ben. Ever."

Rath raises his arms up from being at a total loss of what just went down. Surprisingly, the tiger seemed utterly confused… Again. The feline seriously needed to take a 101 course on girls.

"WHAT DID RATH DO THIS TIME?!"

Kevin walks up to his dimwitted friend.

"Forget it, Tennyson. Your just lucky I didn't smack you hard in the head for it. Just let it go."

The older teen follows Gwen to the lake. Leaving a very confused alien in their dust. Rath still didn't think that he did anything wrong. With a shrug of his shoulders, the tiger followed his teammates down to the fishing hole.

FISH, FISH, FISH, FISH, FISH, FISH, FISH.

"Ugh! Why can't I do this!"

Gwen was furious. The girl couldn't cast off for the life of her. Every time she tried, the line would make it just short of the water. Gwen was about ready to call it quits, until Rath stepped in.

"WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM NOW?! IT'S NOT THAT HARD! ANY IDIOT CAN DO IT!!!"

Kevin chuckles at this, and heads over to where Gwen was standing.

"Yeah, Gwen. Any idiot can do this. Just look at the moron covered in fur."

Rath began to growl, and took a few steps towards the older boy. Fists in the ready to take the boy out.

"LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHIN KEVIN E. LEVIN! RATH'S GONNA TAKE THIS FISHIN POLE AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR-"

"Guys, enough!" The red head sighs. "Would someone please show me how to do this, before I lose it?"

Kevin smiles at his accomplishment of insulting the large alien, and loving the fact that the brainless cat didn't get to finish his rant. He didn't even want to know where the tiger had planned on putting that pole.

The teen winks to his girlfriend, grasping her hands and the fishing pole at the same time.

"Here, let the master show ya how it's done." The boy notices Gwen's intense frustrations. "First of all, you gotta relax, Gwen."

The red head just rolls her eyes at the boy.

"Now, just take it and gently bring it up and back. Then? .....Just kinda fling it forward."

The red head raises a brow.

"Fling it? That's it? That's the master showing me how it's done?"

The raven haired teen rolls his eyes, and sighs at the girl.

"Will you just do it already?"

Gwen smiles coily at Kevin in response, and lifts the pole behind her head a bit, doing it exactly as the boy had said.

By 'flinging' it.

Suddenly, the girl's eyes widen, quickly bringing a hand over her lips, as though she were terribley horrified on seeing where the darn hook had landed.

Rath had jumped 30 feet into the air…

"GRRRROOOOOOWL! OW! OW! OW! OW! OW! THERE'S A STUPID HOOK IN RATH'S BUTT!"

The tiger ran in agonizing pain. Screaming and cursing loudly as he did it. Struggling to reach the thing to pull it out.

Kevin stood there awestruck, but at the same time… Amused. He turns to the speechless red head next to him.

"I'm so not pullin' that thing out of his butt."

Gwen slowly begins to grin. Watching her cousin run around like a total idiot by the lake, was pretty funny.

The girl let's out a small giggle, finally finding her voice.

"Well, that'll teach him for calling my butt big."

Kevin brings a devilish grin upon his face, and lets out a small laugh.

"You did this on purpose didn't you?"

The girl's smile grew wider.

"What can I say?" She shrugs. "It was all in the 'fling'.
Fishing trip is also referenced in my One Wedding and A Hypothetical Funeral story, latest chapter. I posted this one, so who ever read the wedding story, new what I was talking about. Lol!

Enjoy!

The Spoon. :D
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