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Christmas Chaos - Three

     "So are we actually going to do this?"

     Paul's worried voice sliced through the air. His breath came out in small puffs.

     I waved his concern off and looked down. We(my friends and I) were settled quite comfortably on the first story roof of my two story house. It took a very long time to get up there, but it would be worth it.

     Snow packed in to a gigantic slide for my sled started from the first story roof to the bottom, where more fluffy white snow was ready to catch us incase it went wrong.

     Timone, on the bottom of the slope, gave me and thumbs up. "No cars ain't comin' to run over ya. Garages ain't openin'."

     I strapped my bicycle helmet on my head, and put the sled on the start of the slide. Paul and Raymond each patted me on the back. "See you when you're dead," Ray said, chuckling. "Hope you have a safe flight."

I let out a whoop, and before my parents could figure out where we were, I pushed the sled forward, and gripped its handles.

The sled tipped forward in slow motion, and I sucked in a breath as it started to go down.

"Ahhhhh!!!" The wind blew my hair back, and my throat started to burn. The sled skidded down the slide, and safely parked itself on a clean patch of snow.

I was breathing hard with excitement and thrill, not minding the snow that had speckled my washed hair. "Yeahhhh!!!!"

Then suddenly, the front door slammed open, and my mom, wearing an apron stained with stuff, marched out, hands resting on her hips. "Matthew Robert Sanders! You are grounded!"

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     "Sorry," I sheepishly apologized from my room's window to my friends who were chased out of the garden by my mom. "I didn't think my mom would be quick to notice."

     My friends shouted back from the backyard, "Matt! Merry Christmas!" and laughed, punching each other in the stomach as they left. I knew they were joking, but I was tempted to throw Charles at them.

     I sulked for a bit in my room. What kinda adult gets grounded? I threw myself on my bed, face down. Okay, I wasn't even out of college yet . . . But that didn't mean I was under my parents' control, right? I'm eighteen!

My phone buzzed, and I swiped my finger across it, unlocking it. Messenger opened, and an annoyingly high pitched ding screeched through the air. A selfie of my friends posing in front of Paul's kitchen holding a bowl full of batter popped up. A caption followed:

Merry Matty Christmas! We'll send u some cupcakes, dont worry ;)

I rolled my eyes, and typed back,

It's not Xmas yet

I switches over to Google, and searched, Water in car solution. A bunch of links popped up, but none that I needed. One link caught my eye.

     Pranks to pull on cats. Turns out, Google has mistaken 'car' for 'cat'. I clicked on it, a grin spreading across my face.

'Harmless, cool pranks to pull on your cat!' I read, 'All it requires is your will, and a cat, and plus a few more things.' A picture of a soggy cat was displayed on the screen. I smirked, and scrolled through the page.

     "Alright," I said to myself, cracking my knuckles. "Let justice be served." Actually, that was a line from the web page, and a platter full of the word 'justice' shined bright. I wouldn't be able to come up with a script like that, even if I had a million years.