Forgotten Words Of A Turkey (Discontinued)

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"Well Shelby, I guess you weren't really welcomed all that well sooo, welcome to the House Of The Turkeys!" Tyler said standing up and raising his arms out wide but not without smacking Kyle in the face.

"Hey!"

Shelby giggled but abruptly stopped due to the ache that had returned to her back. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lip to prevent a scream until the burst of pain was over. When her eyes reopened Tyler had sat down and a look of concern was on his face as well as the others.

Suddenly she began to giggle. For most people in the room, this confused them, but not Tyler. After a moment of her laughing he started chuckling too and it didn't take long for it to become a full out laugh feast with the two of them.

"Okay, this needs to stop. It's creeping me out big time." Kyle said wide-eyed and backing away.

"Tyler, quit it or Dar will throw you off the house." Prezi said coming to a stand and shaking Tyler's shoulder.

"Okay, okay. I-I'm done." Tyler said wheezed. "My laugh box hurts."

Shelby's laughter came to a close also but not after another strike from he spider bite almost causing another laugh fest. Heather and Prezi told Shelby to get rest afterwards. She did her best to roll over and catch some sleep and the others did as well; going to their own rooms. Kyle kissed Heather and he left first. Dar was next, waving as he left. Heather left with one last yawn. Prezi fell asleep in her chair but was shaken awake by Tyler knowing she'd rather rest her bed. After a while Tyler himself left stuffing his hands in his pockets and smiling as he left.

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Shelby awoke full of energy. Little did she know her day was full of her getting more rest and more mushroom stew. She sat up and to her surprise, it didn't hurt.

Shelby smiled and giggled again before quietly standing. She didn't last long on her legs though; she fell back down with a loud creak of the bed springs. Shelby sighed and resisted the urge to try again.

She turned her head to see a wooden block beside her bed acting as a bedside table. On the top sat a book with worn leather bindings hugging the pages. Shelby grabbed it and opened it to he first page. "The Outsiders" it was in large faded letters. She flipped the page again to find the first chapter.

About two hours later Tyler came to her door and knocked. "Shelby? Can I come in?"

"Y-yes." Tyler came in and saw Shelby crying in the bed holding the book in her arms. "Stay gold Ponyboy, s-stay g-gold!" She sobbed.

"What happened? Why are you reading my book?" Tyler said coming to sit on the edge of Shelby's bed.

"Your book? D-did you cry too? Oh goodness poor Johnny! Why'd he have to die?" Shelby croaked.

"Wait Johnny dies? No! I haven't gotten that far yet! You didn't lose my page, right?" Tyler said wide-eyed.

"No. I-I'm sorry. I wouldn't have read it if I knew it was your book." Shelby told him wiping her remaining tears.

"You probably didn't know this was my room either, huh?" Tyler said leaning back and crossing his arms.

"Wait, this is your room? So if I slept here, where did you sleep at?"

"I found a nice comfortable spot on the stairs above the furnaces."

"Oh, Tyler! I'm so so sorry! I ruined your book and stole your bed! I feel terrible."

"Shelby, really, I'm fine. I told you, I was above the furnaces so I was nice and toasty."

"Nice, toasty, and on the stairs! Please tell me you didn't fall off."