“No , absolutely not! I have too much work to be babysitting a delinquent!”
“Surely you have some friends he can stay with? We’ll wire them money to take care of him. Please Joey it’s just for the summer.”
You are Joey Portnoy, you are currently arguing with your aunt because she wants to send your spoiled teenage cousin to stay with you for the summer.
“(Sigh) I… do have one person in mind…”
“Oh thank you! A little time in the country will do him some good.”
A few days later you drive to the airport to pick your cousin mike up.
Mike doesn’t even greet you upon meeting , he simply struts past you and opens the passenger door.
“Who dafuck iz thiz Payaso?”
Sitting in the passenger seat is Armin Drogat a retired camp Maureen mercenary.
“That’s real cute, the hymie thinks he’s an hombre Cause he knows a little Spanish. Get in the back seat.”
Mike tries to intimidate Drogat into giving him his seat.
“Te voy a romper la cara a trompadas!
(I’m gonna break your face with my punches!)”
Drogat looks at your cousin and cracks an excited smile.
“HAZLO.
(DO IT.)”
Mike caught off guard by Drogat’s response simply gets in the backseat .
As you get back in the drivers seat you hear Mike complaining.
“Fuck no! I ain’t sittin next to no shitrat!”
Drogat shoots mike a death glare from rear view mirror.
“She ain’t bothering you, so mind your own .”
Mike glances over to the dessert camouflage pattern fluffy in the car seat next to him. Mike wasn’t the brightest bulb in the chandelier but even he could tell that this was a chirpy , her eyes hadn’t opened yet and her mane was just peach fuzz. The only thing he couldn’t process was the size. Seeing a chirpy as big as a fully grown fluffy seemed to irk him.
The car ride was more or less just Mike trying to sneak hits in on the fluffy only loose his nerves at the critical moment.
Finally you arrive at camp Maureen.
Mike gets out of the back seat and looks around.
“This ain’t no farm, whatchu tryin to pull !?”
Drogat gets out of the car and unhooks his fluffy from that car seat.
You chuckle.
“Have fun you two!”
Switch perspective you are Drogat,
And for the entire summer mike is yours to look after.
You call over your assistant Ms Itzel Fairfax.
Ms Fairfax is around 21 years old, long straight black hair , mocha complexion, athletic frame with well defined hips and waist .dresses very modestly, short sleeve white blouse with a field of sunflowers design reaching from the hem all the way up to just below her chest , a pair of jeans held up by a canvas belt , and a pair of cowboy boots.
“Ms Fairfax please take Jade back to her-“
Mike interrupts you
“Dayum! I never expected a crusty old clown like you to have a fine ass bitch like thi-“
Mike is struck by an open hand slap from ms Fairfax . The entire left side of his face has a red handprint on emblazoned across it for all to see.
Mike looks up at Itzel ,her brown eyes filled with contempt staring down at him from under the brim of her rawhide ranchers hat.
“Watch your tongue little boy.”
You hand Jade over to Ms Fairfax and escort mike to the quarters you will be sharing.
On the way Mike rubs his stinging face.
“Stupid bitch! Can’t take a compliment. Once I call my MS-13 boys back in Cali she’ll get knocked down a few pegs!”
You chuckle.
“Sure Mike whatever you say.”
Mike grabs your shirt collar.
“Itz Miguel! And You better show me some fucking respect!!!”
You smile and punch him in the gut.
Mike crumbles to his knees clenching his stomach and crying.
“Let me give you some advice “Miguel” keep your hands to yourself or else you’ll be eating through a straw. “
Mike looks up at you.
“(Sob) Y…you fucking hit me !”
You roll up your sleeves.
“You know mike, I was going to spend our summer playing chess, teaching you how to fish and hunt. But now I see what you really need to learn are boundaries and manners. Both of which I excel in as an instructor.”
