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Remy
What the hell? What the hell? What the hell? What th-
"What do you think?" Tucker asked. Justin Bieber posters covered the walls, ceiling, and floor.
"Well, shit." I muttered.
"Language, Remy!" my mom scolded me.
I don't know how to put it nicely...
"Justin Bieber gives me nightmares." I blurted out.
"Hahahaha! This isn't your room. It's Welly's room." Tucker laughed.
"Take a thousand steps back. Who is 'Welly'?" I asked in complete disbelief.
"We didn't tell you-" my mom began.
"If you say you're pregnant, I will personally chop off Tucker's balls and shove them down his throat." I threatened. Tucker looked a little frightened but if he impregnated my mom then he sure as hell should be scared.
"No, I'm not pregnant. Welly is Tucker's daughter." My mom reassured me.
"Yeah, she's 9 and loves Justin Beaver." Tucker said. I was considering telling Welly that Justin Bieber was born from a beaver but I'm not that mean.
"Oh fuck my life. A nine year old Justin Bieber fan will be living in the same house as me." I said horrified.
"Welly's sweet if she has her Starbucks latte." Tucker said.
"Starbucks lat- shit. This child is going to be special." I said though I wanted to say "spoiled and bitchy." What parent feeds their 9 year old Starbucks? God help me if this kid's a demon child.
"Where is my actual room?" I said through gritted teeth.
"Oh, right next door." Tucker said.
I opened the door next door and saw my room was closet-sized. It was dark with a small flicking light bulb sitting next to the deflating blow up bed.
Tucker pointed to two trash bags.
"The white bag is for your clean clothes and the black one's for the dirty." He said.
"What am I Harry Potter?" I fumed.
"Wasn't he the boy that could talk to spiders or something? There's a few spider friends in the corner here." Tucker acted like he wasn't stuffing his girlfriend's daughter into a jail cell.
"Snakes. Harry spoke to snakes and why the fuck am I sleeping with the fucking spiders?!" I nearly screeched but can you blame me? This is a nightmare.
"Maybe we should leave her alone." My mom suggested.
They left me in the cold small ice box they cleverly disguised as a bedroom.
***
I managed to down size my living so I could live in the tiny cave. Some clothes sat in corner which I cleaned because I'm not rooming with insects. I built a cardboard book shelf and had my collection of books resting on it. I set Mr. Puff on the bed and left to shower.
***
Perry
Remy left the room leaving me safe to continue my escape. I've been working on my escape for 4 years and I'm so close to getting out of "Mr. Puff".
I pulled at the loose seam inside the bear and at last it unraveled.
Eagerly, I ripped open the bear and took a whiff of the outside air. By "outside" I mean outside of the bear skin. Dust flew into my nostrils and I coughed choking on the dust particles.
I coughed so hard I fell out of the bear and grew to a real boy size.
"Whoa. I'm human. Holy cow, I'm human!" I laughed in joy.
Then I heard a high-pitched screech. I turned to see Remy standing at the door in just a towel.
"What the? Shit! Why? How?" She babbled and snatched a baseball bat that conveniently rested against the door post.
Remy
A very good looking boy stood in my room stark naked. Oh fuck my life.