~ Rebel Nation ~
by Wolf Nightwind
Disclaimers:
General: Ok this started out as a story with my friends as characters in it. But as I got going I saw the perfect opportunity to make it into a Xena Uber (Abide twisted). It's more like a Jan/Mel Uber. I don't really think I'm borrowing the characters cuz they're me, my famly and friends, or just people I made up. They were my own before I made them into a xe/gab pair so there ;P
Age: main characters are 16 and 19 so a little younger then the norm.
Subtext: Subtext? Where? All I see is Maintext here! :P (Rated R as of now, but possible NC-17 later. depends on how horny I feel)
Violence: YES! And lots of it cuz this is coming from the deranged corners of my morbid mind! (Physical violence - yes, sexual violence - threaten but never carried out.)
Langue: I'm a potty mouth, DEAL WITH IT!
Name: The name's already been changed twice. Started out as WW3 then went to Street Wars and is now Rebel Nation, so I have the right to write the story first then name it!
Thanks: Lot's of thanks to my best friend Squirl for spelling, proofreading, commenting, e-mailing parts that I lost when my disk froze up, and not to mention the fact one of the characters started out as her ;) I owe ya big time!
Now onward HO!
Prologue:
The year 2010, Antagonism between the Democratic and Republican parties reached a head. Civil wars break out through out the United States. Surrounding counties refuse to pick sides and stand by watching as the land of the Free is once again stained red with blood from brother fighting brother. By 2013 the wars are over, leaving the government in shambles. With no ruling power the people begin to form small social groups. Being called tribes, they range from 3 to 50 people, usually family groups. A few tribes begin to gain power over the others. In the area that was once South West Wisconsin, one such tribe is the Divine Vegas. Led by a senile man by the name of Raven Vega the Rank, as it's called, had became the ruling Hitler like force. Believing they're 'cleansing' the area of prewar grudges, the Divine V's begin creating suspicion among the tribes, while slowly gaining control over the still intact towns. By the year 2019, all out street wars rage in a land full of chaos...
****Part 1****
The Year 2020:
All was silent along the dusty paved road in the former Midwest state of Wisconsin. The wind whispered through the trees carrying tales of times forgotten in this new world of struggle, but at the moment there is peace, however fragile. Back on the road birds cried out and scattered as the peace is broken by the low rumbling of motors. Cresting the top of the hill appeared a motorcycle an old well worn pick up truck. They rumbled past a church and grave yard but only one of the truck passengers crosses himself. The bike slowed just near the bottom of the hill and turned, the truck following, in by an old fallen down silo and barn, a rather common site. With no government left intact, it became survival of the fittest. Highway men, thieves, murders, and slavers could be found around every corner. The truck came to a halt and it's three passengers got out of the cab. The leader climbed off his custom bike and removed his dark sun glasses as he scanned the area.
The four were, at best, a motley crew, riff raff left homeless from the war. Out of the group there was the leader, 28 years old, and his little sister, the only girl in the group and the youngest at only 19. Both were tow head blondes, with strong sturdy builds and shifting blue/green eyes, however, the brother stood nearly 5'8'' and the sister a mere 4'11''. The other two members were the 21 year old with bright red hair and smiling green eyes and sprinkled with freckles, and the oldest of the group an elderly Hispanic standing short and stout with curly black/gray hair and almond colored eyes. The four had a consorted amount of weaponry. Everyone had at least one pistol and knife on them, some also carried machetes and rifles. Their clothes were a miss match of camouflage, denim and leather. All wore army dog tags around their necks even though the girl had never been in one of the armed forces. The leader stood wearing blue jeans and an army brown tank top under a leather jacket, the buckles on his heavy biker boots gleamed in the setting sun. The eldest, the Hispanic, wore a grubby black sleeveless shirt and desert fatigues and black army boots, a red bandanna around his head. The red head pulled his open green camo vest over his bare chest as he adjusted his boot knife. He also wore blue jeans, but with leather chaps, and hiking boots. The young sister wore a leather vest over a gray tank top and camo pattern denim shorts. The shorts were obviously big on her for the came down past her knees. A battered green arm cap, worn backwards, hid her short blond hair. Being odd one out she wore black aqua shoes.
At the leader's nod the four began setting up camp, the leader checking the perimeter, his sister getting out what they'd need for their evening meal and setting up a stone circle for a fire, leaving the two remaining members to carry sleeping bags and blankets from the truck bed. They worked without talking as a well costumed team. The leader walked up and squatted down next to his sister with an arm full of fire wood. She nodded to him before returning to her work of readying the fire pit. Satisfied, she took the wood and arranged it. She traded her spot to the elder as she returned to the truck to gather her pot and a few cans of beans. The elder removed his lighter to start the fire, only to find it out of fluid.
"Damn. Bro, I need your lighter, amigo."
"Sure Macarlo." The leader, know simply as Bro, tossed him the light and in minutes and cheerful fire burned. Across the camp the red head approached the sister as she balanced precariously on a rear tire digging in the back of the truck.
"So Bug, what we having?" he said loudly. Bug let out a screech and fell into the truck bed with a thud. He leaned over to look at her sprawled among their canned food collection.
"Damn it Joey! Don't do that!" she scolded. Joey just laughed and grabbed the last sleeping bag from the truck and walked back to camp.
Later the four sat around the fire on sleeping bags and blankets eating their beans and franks. Joey, as usual, was complaining.
"Jesus Bug what the hell you do to these franks, they're as hard as twigs!"
"Shut up! I never said I could cook!" Bug grumbled as she looked behind her.
"Come now Joey, They ain't that bad, better then when you cook amigo."
"Thanks Macarlo...I think." Bug said distractedly while searching the camp beyond the fire light. Bro noticed this.
"Hey sis, What's up?"
"I've got da feelin' we's being watched." she paused. "Yeah I know it's silly."
"You are being watched." Her brother said with a smirk.
"Huh?" the younger blonde look up. "You think so? By who?"
"I know so. See, there's this little man who's been following us for awhile now."
"Really? A little man, I didn't notice we had a tail. What does he look like?"
"Oh he's all dressed out in green and always has a pipe he's smoking." Bro winked at Joey and the red head nodded in understanding.
"All dressed in green? Like a leprechaun?"
"Yeah, like a leprechaun." Bro bit his lip to keep from laughing.
"Really? That's odd. So what does he want." Bro's face went to a look of horror.
"No time! He's behind you!"
"What!" Bug whipped around, only to see nothing. Joey grabbed her from behind and growled. Bug let out a yell before realizing she been had. The three men broke into laughter as Bug threw her hat at her brother. Suddenly she whipped around, gun drawn and pointed behind her at an old pile of broken boards. The laugher died some.
"What's ah matter poco uno?" asked Macarlo.
"I heard somethin'."
"Maybe it's your leprechaun." snorted Joey. Snickers started up again, until the noise came again, this time as a whimper. Instantly the group was standing with guns pointed at the pile. Bug slowly moved forward and with a hop pointed her gun at the shadowed figure crouched behind it.
"You there! Stand slowly." The figure slowly stood up with hands held out to show no weapons. When the figure had fully risen it stood nearly 4 inches taller then Bug. "Hey Joey,"
"What?"
Bug smirked. "Too damn tall to be a leprechaun." To the figure, "Walk here so we's can get a look at cha." As the circle of light from their camp fire encircled the figure it was revealed as a young girl, about 16 years old, with long dark brown hair and light blue eyes. She wore clothes that had seen better days. A light flower patterned skirt and sky blue sweater, now mud and ash stained and well as torn and worn. It's obvious this teenager had been on her own for awhile. Her hair was unkept and matted, dirt smudged her cheek as well as dried blood and the fading signs of a black eye. She's also shivering from fatigue and the chilly damp air.
"Well I'll be?" Macarlo said slowly as he lowered his pistol. The others lowered their arms as well, figuring the wisp of the girl to be of no threat. Bug finally saw the girl shivering. Grabbing a blanket she cursed.
"Ah, shit. It's gonna be one of those days." Bug approached the girl with a blanket, only to have her shy away. Bug tried again, and again the teen moved away. Bug snorted. "Hey now, c'mere yer shivering like a leaf." This time the girl stood still and Bug wrapped the blanket around her shoulders and led her over to sit by the fire.
"Bug whatta doing?" Joey asked.
"I's ain't leaving the kid out here." Bug snapped back.
"Bug we don't got room for her, do we?" he asked turning to Macarlo. The Hispanic gave the girl a once over before returning to his beans.
"She's made it this far on her own. But if she stays out here, she probably won't make it."
"And we're talking about her like she's not here why?" Bug folded her arms angrily.
Bro stepped in to cool his sister's temper. "She can stay the night. we'll figure what what to do with her in the morning. Maybe Crystal can use another girl." The teen nearly panicked at hearing this. Bug grabbed her around the shoulders and told her to calm down. The blonde's face scrunched up in deep thought.
"Welp, we's need a name." She poked the teen when she received no answer. "Hey, cat go yer tongue?" the girl shook her head no. "Can ya speak?" The girl shook her head yes. "Then what's yer name?" The teen stayed silent. Bug sighed and poked her again. The teen jumped and tried to squirm away from the blonde. Bug arched an eye brow. "My yer jumpy." she thought for a minute and poked again. "Like a little grey squirrel."
"Eyes the same color too." commented Joey.
Bug grinned evilly. "And just why you's starein' in her eyes, boy?" Bro chuckled as Macarlo quipped.
"Si Joey. Why you looking?" Joey had the good graces to blush furiously, nearly matching his red hair. The group, minus Joey and the girl, laughed. Bug turned back to the teen.
"Well if you ain't givin' up a name, we'll just have to make up our own. Grey squirrel huh? alrighty, Until ya tell up different, yer Squirrel." Squirrel just looked back with untrusting eyes. Her long brown hair fell over one shoulder as she turned to look behind her for an escape route. Seeing none she sighed and turned back to the fire. Bug leaned back, resting on her hands, and looked at the sky. Her gaze lowered fell onto Squirrel's back. The blonde could see markings on the girl's neck. Bug kneeled behind the brunette to take a closer look but Squirrel began to struggle. Bug held her still with an arm around the front of her body, holding her shoulders. With her free hand she moved the long brown hair to see what look like a 'V' with on upside down 'Y' through the middle. "Damn." she mumbled as she reached out to touch the mark.
"NO!" Squirrel cried out before breaking down into tears. Bug held the teen as she looked at her brother.
"It's da Divine V's. They marked her."
"Shit! We got a one of the Rank!" Joey threw his hands up. The brunette shook her head no.
"I's don't think so." said Bug looking closely at the girl. Tears trickled down her face, taking away grime and leaving two white streaks down her cheeks.
"Maybe she's a slave?" said Macarlo.
"I didn't know they took slaves." Bro said. Macarlo nodded.
"They want people to 'join the rank and be part of the divine'. Those that refuse get three tries. The first time they refuse they are marked and taken as slaves. They are asked twice more if they will join."
"You's mean bed one of the sickos?" growled Bug.
"Si, they're asked to bed one of the locos. After the third time, well, if they're lucky, they're killed in a public display."
"If they's lucky, what if they's not?" Bug was afraid to ask, she could feel the girl in her arms shivering. Macarlo sighed.
"Otherwise they're given to the Rank men as a 'toy'. The men play rough with their toys, usually breaking them. But I'd wish no one a death like that, not even my enemies." Bug felt the girl start whimpering again. This made up her mind.
"Bro we's can't leave her." the blond pleaded with her brother.
"And just why the Hell not!?" snapped Joey.
"Maybe we go trade her back to them for supplies, si?" Macarlo asked calmly. Squirrel began to struggle again. Bug held onto the girl tighter.
"No! We can't!" she argued.
"And why not poco uno?" asked Macarlo.
"Cuz she's a human bein'! And I's be damn if I's let her be handed back ta da Rank! To face dat!" she glared at Macarlo and Joey before pleading to the leader.
"Brother please, ya can't do dat!" Bro looked at the sobbing girl in his sister's arms and came to a decision.
"She can stay. But she's your responsibility, sister. You need to teach her the ropes." Bug nodded thankfully and glared at Macarlo and Joey. Joey glared back, but Macarlo just smiled. Bug rocked the younger girl and rubbed her back.
"It's ok, Shhh. Yer fine now, Squirrel. Everythin's gonna be just fine." The girl's sobs finally turned to sniffles but still Bug comforted her.
"Kelly." The teen spoke so softly Bug almost didn't catch it.
"What?" she asked.
"My name, it's Kelly." Bug gave a lopsided grin.
"Well Kelly, welcome to the pack." Silence fell for a time as the crackle of the fire being the only sound in the night.
"Welp," said Macarlo as he stood and stretched. "I'm heading off to bed amigos. These old bones need to sleep. G'night."
"He's right, let's get some shut eye." said bro as he reached for his blanket.
"Night y'all." Bug said. Joey just grunted and rolled over under his covers. Bug looked at her sleeping bag, then at Kelly, then sighed and went to the tuck cab. After digging under the front seat she came away with a pink blanket. Curling up in it next to the sleeping bag she said tiredly to Kelly.
"You can have the blanket. Night night." then she rolled so her back was facing kelly and went to sleep. The brunette looked around before sighing and crawled into the bag. She closed her eyes and silence fell over the camp.
Hours later the stillness was broken by a shadow raising and moving into the night. as soon as the inky figure was out of sight, a second shadow rose and followed the first. a wind picked u, stirring the fire embers before stillness once again overtook the camp.
***
Kelly had made it just past the last of the rubble when a hand clamped over her mouth and the sickly cool feel of a metal blade was pressed against her throat.
"Make a sound and I'll make ya grin from ear ta ear, got it?" Bug growled. Kelly nodded and the hand and knife were lowered. Bug held the back of Kelly's neck and forced the brunette to sit down. the older girl kneeled behind with her knife readied in case the teen tried to make a break for it. "K, now why you's runnin' off for?" when Kelly didn't answer, bug shook her and hissed. "Answer me or I'll slit yer throat anyways. Were you's goin' off ta tell yer rank pimp where we were?"
"No." Kelly spoke so softly bug almost missed it. The blonde relaxed a little.
"Then why?"
Kelly struggled as if battling whether or not to tell something. Finally, "I was afraid it would be the same as the other ones." Kelly began to shake with silent sobs. Bug had to keep herself from gathering the younger girl in a hug. Oi! Now where'd that come from, I's don't even know her!
A blonde eye brow arched. "Other ones? Kelly, you's got a tale to tell, I's can feel it. Tell me." Kelly took a deep breath and decided on taking a chance.
I feel I can trust her, how strange. Sighing, Kelly began her nightmare. "Three weeks ago, I escaped from a rank concentration camp. I spent some time just wandering around, how I survived I don't know. I had little food to eat and I know the water I drank wasn't clean." the brunette shrugged.
"One night, half dead, I stumbled into a camp. There were about 5 men. Said they were scouts for a tribe. They offered me food, water, and shelter. Told me I was safe now and that they'd protect me." she snorted. "And I was dumb enough to believe them. Well, I stayed with them for a few days. They would scout out where other tribes were and sometimes pulled pranks. One day they stole a keg of beer. They offered me some, but i refused. Can't stand the stuff."
Bug grunted her agreement. Kelly sighed. "They got drunk, REAL drunk. The leader came up to me and started saying how I was the prettiest thing he'd ever seen and stuff like that. Then he tried to kiss me. When I pushed him away, he got mad and punched me." Kelly shivered and touched the still fading bruise around her eye. Bug gave up her silent fight and set down the knife so she could hug the younger girl from behind. Kelly leaned back into the hug, berating herself for seeking comfort from a stranger.
She was going to slit my throat and now I'm craving a hug from her? That's it, I've gone crazy. Out loud she said, "He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into the woods. I could hear his buddies cheering him on and laughing. He pushed me down and laid on top of me. Started groping." Kelly swallowed against the bile in her throat. "Kissed me, rough. Then I kneed him where it counts."
Bug tightened her hug slightly. Good girl!
"Some how when I tried to roll him off me, he saw the tattoo...he started beating me until I lost consciousness. Then, he left me there. The next morning when I came through, they were gone." Kelly was shaking violently with silent sobs.
By gods! Thought bug. No wonder she didn't trust us. Maybe I can talk bro into going to the pond and having a fun day. She needs it. Finally bug turned the younger girl around and hugged her close. "Let it out. Let out the pain" with that, Kelly began to sob in earnest. The nightmare of being nearly raped relaying itself in her mind. Bug continued to coo softly and give reassurance. "I's see why you didn't trust us now. But believe me, I won't let anyone else hurt you. I believe you. Yer truly safe now. Shhh, it's all right. You can trust me."
I know I can. Thought Kelly. Wow, where'd that come from? "I believe you." the brunette yawned and curled deeper into the arm around her. "I trust you." She whispered before the last few weeks caught up to her and she fell asleep. A blonde eyebrow arched as bug placed her knife in its sheath and picked up the sleeping girl. She carried Kelly back to camp and placed her back in the sleeping bag. The blonde then curled up in her pink blanket and watched the younger girl for a time before drifting off to sleep herself.
***
"Come on Bro please??????"
"I said no."
"PLEEEEEEEEEEASE"
"Well..."
"Come on pretty please with a cherry on top?"
"Oh alright!" Bro threw his hands up in defeat. Bug did a happy dance, she always could get her brother to say yes. Bro gave her an amused looked before calling out. "Alright everyone. We all stink, so we're heading to the pond over on Old Man Raymen's land. Let's go." He was greeted with cheers. Bro climbed on his bike, adjusted his sun glasses and took off. Joey and Macarlo scrambled in the truck with Bug and Kelly on their heels.
"Where are we going?" Asked Kelly. This morning had been rather award when she woke up laying half on the blonde next to her. Blushing to her roots she had been thankful Bug didn't wake until half an hour later. The older girl had said much other then grumbling for the next half hour. Marcarlo explained that the smaller girl was not a morning person and to just stay clear until she started talking. After breakfast the blonde seem to become more alive and started bother her brother about going to a pond. Twenty minutes later she won.
"Were goin' ta Raymen's pond. It's our quiet spot to just relaxed. We'll have fun donít worry."
Kelly looked unconvinced, but sat back in her sit and watched the world go by.
A little under five minuets later Bro pulled his bike to a stop in front of an old rusted red gate. Jumping out of the truck Bug grabbed a bag and started gathering soap and towels. The pack climbed the gated and started walking down a well worn trail through the woods.
"This here is Edward Raymen's old land." Explained Bug. "He died bout three years ago, but never gave his land ta anyone so with no government runnin' and all its kinda became public land. Every tribe comes here, it's kinda like a truce zone. It's one of my favorite spots." By this time they had reached a clearing. Before them was a fair sized pond surrounded by weeping willows. On one end a small spring fed the pond and on the other the it gave way to a small creek. The running water kept the pond from going stagnant and Kelly could see through the crystal clear liquid to the bottom.
"Wow." The brunette said softly.
Bug smiled and nodded in agreement. Looking over at her Bro and pack members she could see them acting nervous. Bug bit the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. Guess I's really am 'one of da boys. "Come on Kelly. We's go over here." She pointed to a bend in the bank where a small rock outcropping and the branches of from one of the willows gave some privacy, much to the relief of the boys.
Once they were out of sight Bug began stripping. Kelly quickly turned her back and blushed. Red to her roots she asked.
"W-what are you doing?!"
"Huh?" questioned Bug, voice muffled from the shirt she was in the process of taking off. "I'm getting ready to take a bath." Getting the shirt off she noticed the flush creeping up the brunette's neck. "Um, I's usually just bathe with the guys. I's mean, one's me Bro, one's old 'nough to be me Grandpa, and Joey knows he's got a snowball in Hell chance with me. But, um, I can go over there if you want to be alone.
Kelly turned around and found her face a necked from the waist up Bug. Quickly averting her eyes and blushing even more, she found her throat suddenly dry. Clearing it she croaked out. "No. No it's ok, just catch me off guard, that's all." Shyly the brunette started removing her sweater and skirt. She turned her back to the older girl when she removed her under shirt and heard the blonde suck in a breath. Damn! I forgot about that!
"By Gods Kelly! What happened?" the taller girl's back was criss-crossed with thin red lines. The kind of lines one can only get from being whipped. Bug could see some of the marks were old scars while other looked to be only a few weeks old.
Kelly stood holding her shirt in her hands looking at her feet. Bug approached slowly and traced one of the older scars. "Did the Divine V's do this?" Kelly shook her head mutely. "Gods Kelly I'm so sorry you's had to go through that."
Bug could feel anger well up inside of her that anyone could hurt another person like that, especially a person like Kelly. I's really need ta get these hormones under control here! The blonde sighed and backed up. Kelly turned around and the two found themselves looking at each other. Bug tried to look anywhere but at the two small breasts nearly eye level with her, looking down she found she was not much better off for now she was staring at the tuff of dark fur between Kelly's legs. Blushing, Bug look away. Come get control of yerself.
Kelly tried hard not to look at the blonde's well form mounds. Out of the corner if her eye she saw that the older girl's apex was clean shaven. Swallowing hard the brunette looked at her feet. Bug bite her lips then said. "Come on kid, let's get cleaned up." Relieve for the tension to be broken the two waded into the water until it was chest high on Bug. They could hear the boys splashing and rough housing on the other side of the out crop.
"How deep does it go?" Asked Kelly.
"Deep enough so Joey can stand and be under the water and not have his hands sticking out." Answered Bug. She pointed out to a deeper area still in the cover of the rocks and Kelly swam over.
"Come on Bug, there's a warm patch over here."
The blond shook her head. "No thanks I'm more content to just wash up and sun dry."
Kelly swam back over. "You sure?"
Bug swallowed hard. "Yup I'm sure." She picked up a bar of soap she had set on the rocks and soaped up a washcloth. "Come here I'll scrub yer back." When Kelly looked unsure, the blonde said. "I'll be careful, but some of them cuts looked infected, I's want ta make sure they get clean." The brunette waded over and turned around. Bug clean the cuts and gently as she could, only two of the lashes were infected and both of them mildly. When she was done Kelly took the wash cloth and turned Bug around. "You don't have too?" The blonde started.
"Shh, fair is fair."
Bug bite her lip and tried not to think about how good the hands on her back felt. Blondie yer getting it bad.
Kelly too was having a hard time with new emotions. Bug's touch on her wounds had been so soft and caring they had left the brunette rather warm. I could understand feeling like this towards a guy, but a girl? She looked at the small back before her. Bug's shoulders were round and strong from a life time of lifting sacks and hay bales. Her arms were strong, toned and tanned as well. Her back was soft, but muscles twitched below the surface. Kelly smirked at the sports bra tan on the smaller girl's back. Her skin was a medium golden tone against a creamy white. Well maybe this isn't your normal girl, but still, I just met her. Kelly and Bug both sighed silently when the blonde's back was squeaky clean. Kelly moved away with the wash cloth in hand.
Taking a deep breath Bug kept wading forward and took up the soap, tossing another bar to Kelly. "Here finish getting cleaned up." Both girl quickly washed away weeks worth of grim and smell. Bug watch Kelly from lowered lashes. Hey whatta know. Under all that dirt her freckles cover her whole body! Og! bad Bug!
When they were finished, Bug washed her clothes and hung them on branches to dry. Picking up Kelly's skirt and sweater Bug frowned. "These mean anythin' ta ya?"
"No. why?"
"Cuz they's not lookin' so good. I got some clothes that'll fit ya, k?"
"Ok." Bug waded over and climbed up on the rocks. There was a perfect spot where they could sun bathe and still be hidden from the boys. Kelly joined her and the laid side by side, squinting into the sun. Kelly rolled on her side and asked. "Hey Bug?"
"Yeah?" Bug was laying on her stomach, eyes closed, head resting on her hands.
"Why didn't you want to swim where it was deep?" The brunette looked at the older girl's profile. The blonde sigh and rolled on her side.
"Cuz I's can't swim and I's hate da water." Kelly raised both eyebrows then rolled onto her back and placed her hands on her stomach. Bug sighed again and laid on her back as well. A few minutes later Kelly nodded and stood up. Bug arched an eye brow when the younger offered her a hand up. "What you's up ta?"
"I'm gonna teach you how to swim." Kelly said with certainty.
"W-what?" Bug shook her head. Kelly just grabbed both hands and pulled the girl up.
"Come on I can teach you honest." Bug looked around for an escape, but found herself being led out into the water.
"I's don't know bout dis." By now they were in water up to Bug's chest.
"It's easy come on." Kelly walked behind Bug and placed her hands on the blondes hips. When the hands touched, Bug's skin felt on fire. Kelly lean in and spoke softly. "Just relax."
Easy for her to say!!!! The older girl swallowed hard.
"I've got a hold of you. We're going to go out where it's deep now, ok?" Kelly switched her grips so one hand was around Bug waist and the other was free to help her swim. "Just relax against me." Bug did as she was told and Kelly swam them out into the deep part.
"Ok now just relax and float, don't worry I got you."
Bro, fully dressed, looked cautiously over the bushes to see if Kelly and Bug were done bathing. What he saw made him smile. The two girls were in the middle of the pond. Kelly held on to Bug's hands as blonde learned to tread water. I've tried for years to teach her to swim! Looks like someone's finally getting through to are stubborn blonde. The Pack leader quietly snuck away with a grin on his face. Bout time little Sister, about time?
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