Club Penguin: Cream Soda Choronicles

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"I want to go somewhere..." whined Theodore.

"Let's go on a road trip!" said Victoria.

"I can't drive." I replied.

"I can, though." said Dash.

"Go for it." I told him.

We were driving to the new water park on cp and it is very very far away. So Victoria brought some snacks and I brought some water. Theodore brought games to play and books to read. And Dash drove.

45 minutes later.

Victoria is reading a book, Theodore is sleeping, and I am just watching the road.

"DASH WATCH OUT!" I scream all of a sudden. I see that he's about to crash into a car.

He quickly tries to avoid the car, but all he manages to do is get the other car to drive into ours...right where my door is. I don't ever want a window seat again.

All I remember is Victoria screaming, and Theodore screaming like a girl, and Dash screaming like a man should..and then everything went black.

I wake up and I think I'm in some sort of hospital. I try to listen for anything that might help me understand some stuff.

I see a doctor talking to Victoria, Theodore, and Dash.

"Is she going to be alright, Doc?" asks Dash.

"Yes, except for one tiny thing." says the doctor nervously.

"What??" all of them ask.

"Well she can't use the bathroom when she wants to anymore because when the car crashed, it messed up her neurological system. So, in other words, she is going to need diapers." explained the doctor.

"WHAT!!!" they all yelled.

Diapers...? Noo. This can't be happening. I'm dreaming and when I wake up everything is going to be alright. Everything. Until all of a sudden I need to pee. I see this tube thingy attached to my...er...lady parts, and decide I don't want to use that. So I hold it. Well, I try anyway. But it just comes rushing out with no warning. Huh? What if..oh fish. FLIP IT! I'm not dreaming. I hope Dash dies in ice. I never want to see him. Again, ever. I now have a stupid fear of window seats.

"Hey, how ya doing?" Dash walks over to a seat near my hospital bed and smiles weakly.

"I never want to see you again eggnest." I growl.

"Watch your language," says Dash. "Nevermind, you should be mad at me. There's something you should know.."

"Diapers. Ugh! I HATE YOU, NOW GET OUT!!" I yell.

Dash walks out, the shame showing on his face.

Victoria and Theodore pop in.

"Feeling okay?" they both ask.

"NO!" I scream, and start crying.

"This is all my fault. I was the one who started the idea for the road trip." says Victoria.

"No it's not your fault. It's Dash's fault. I don't know how he earned that license." said Theodore.

"Theodore, are you still going to love me after I...need....well.." I stammer.

"Of course, babe. Nothing can make me love you less." Theodore says.

"We'll be going now, the doctor is glaring at us." Victoria grinned.

"Bye, guys!" I say.

When they're gone, I sob. Louder, and longer than I ever sobbed before.

5 days later.

"I hate these things. I had to quit gymnastics, I had to quit cheerleading, ugh." I said.

"You'll get used to them." said mom.

"I can't believe you're not yelling at me." I tell her.

"These things happen." said mom uncomfortably.

"What happened to you?" I sighed.

"Well...let's just say someone threw something heavy on my head, and it messed some stuff up."

"I can't even wear miniskirts now!" I say.

Mom chuckled. "Why don't you enjoy what you still have?" she asked.

"It's hard. Why did dad leave after he heard what happened?" I asked.

"Baby, sometimes people can't take what happens, and so they run away from it." said mom.

"Oh, okay." I said.

"And now, missy. It's time for bed!" said mom.

"If ya say so." I said.

And I went upstairs and fell asleep.