Short Stories Barely Alive (First Draft Edition)

No. 9- Iggys Temper And Jaspers Secret

No. 9- Iggys Temper And Jaspers Secret

It was a peaceful, sunny August day. I sat on the back porch, eating a juice watermelon slice with Quincey and Axe. Birds chirped, the sun blazed down on us, the aroma of grass swayed around our noses. Everyone was peaceful. Until a table was chucked through the window.

"I'VE HAD IT!"

I gulped and spun around seeing Iggy standing there with a look of frustration on his face. He growled and kicked a chair into the wall, causing it to break into pieces. Jasper ran into the room yelling, "what the double decker bus is going on!" Jasper screamed and ducked as a chair hurled over his head.

Iggy stood there, turning fiery red. I could have sworn smoke was bellowing from his ears. Something had made him extremely mad.

"Iggy. Bro! What are you doing!" Jasper cried, pointing at the shattered chair. "WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE IM DOING!" Iggy screamed as he chucked another chair at Jasper. He dodged it and said, "it looks like your buying a new kitchen table! What ticked you off?"

"EVERYTHING!" Iggy screeched as he tossed another chair outside. Jasper growled and said, "everything bugs me too, bro. But I don't let it get the better of me." Iggy shot him a dangerous look when Quincey said, "ooooooh! I know what's ticking off Mr. Loose Cannon over here!"

He stood up and waltzed over to Iggy, throwing his arm around his shoulder. "It's the day, Jasp. The day." Jasper gave Quincey a dull look then saying, "Quincey, Iggy is a dude."

Quincey slapped his forehead saying, "not that day! It's his anniversary. With Angelina!" His wiggled his eyebrows only steaming up Iggy more. "I TOLD YOU NEVER TO MENTION HER NAME AGAIN!"

Quincey backed up saying, "easy pal. It was like, a hundred years ago." Iggy punched Quincey in the favs,causing his head to roll our onto the back porch.

"Hey! Someone grab my head!" Quincey called. I frowned and picked his head up saying, "ew. Ew. Ew. Ew." Gently. Attaching it back to his body, I turned to Iggy and said, "who Angelina?"

Iggy growled when Jasper said, "his smoking hot girlfriend he had back in the 1940's she was a babe indeed." Iggy punched Jasper's head off saying, "stop calling her a babe! I'm the in,y one who can call her a babe!"

Helping Jasper I said, "so it's your girlfriends anniversary. Aw. How cute. Why are you angry then?" Iggy sighed and said, "it's none of your business." And with that he stormed off.

...

I sighed and carried the laundry down the stairs into the basement, or commonly know as, "the zombie cave". Or at least that's what Quincey calls it.

Stopping at the bottom of the stairs to scowl at the smell, then frown at the mess, I gave a rather annoyed sigh, knowing I had to clean this or it would bug me.

Setting the laundry beside the stairs, I rolled my sleeve up and tightened the bandana on my head saying, "let's get to work." I started with throwing away the garbage.

Fifteen pizza boxes, forty three soda cans, twelve dust bunnies the size of penguins, a human skeleton I didn't want to know where it came from, two sponges, an exhausted pipe, three bent golf clubs, nachos, a pile of hair balls, seven flat basketballs, a telephone cord, chewed up bunny slippers (I actually put those back. I knew Axe was emotionally connected with those slippers), a coupon for a free trip to the tanning booth and a Barbie with its head missing. I soon found that head wedged under the couch.

As I cleaned, I noticed something hidden under the TV set. Pulling it out, I discovered it was a shoe box labeled, "Jasper's super duper secret stuff. Do not open unless you want your brains served on a silver platter". I raised my eye brows, then shrugged. "I've got Axe backing me up."