(Epilogue) Chapter 29: How It's Supposed To Be
Sara's POV:
I wake up to the sensation of something slick on my arm. I open my eyes and look down to see a snake crawling up my arm. I scream and shove it off, falling off of the bed in the process. I look and see Dean, Drew, and Jaydenn laughing at us in the doorway of our new home.
Dean hold up a second brown snake and my eyes widen, "Dean, don't you dare."
"I told you I'm gonna win prank wars, you forgot didn't you?" He asks.
"Stay away!" I yell and shove past him. He chases me down the stairs, Drew behind him yelling, "It's Mr. Fluffy! It's Mr. Sniffles cousin!"
I scream when Dean tackles me, Drew handing him the disgusting thing. He puts it near my face and I yell, "You win! You win Prank Wars! Just get it away!"
He smiles in satisfaction and gives it back to Drew. I glare at him and he just kisses my nose, finally getting his fat self off of me. He turns around and stands up. Half way standing up I kick him in the butt and he tumbles forward.
"Like the wise idiot once said, 'The fatter they are the harder they fall!'" I yell, quoting what Drew said at Walmart.
"I am not fat!" He say's, standing up in the process.
"Well your not light either." I argue.
It's been about 2 months since we moved in. Believe it or not Drew actually found a girl, Macy, who is just like him. Same energy, same happy trait, same crazy personality. She's really sweet and I think they will last.
Of course when we first met her Jaydenn told her, I quote, "Break his heart and I'll break your face." Luckily she didn't take it to heart. About a month ago Dean and I completed the mating bond, I still have my job, and were all in one piece.
Dean got to see his sister again when we got to the pack house. I guess everything turned out good on our side.
Except for the fact that Drew and Dean started Prank Wars against each other. Again. Which means Drew got a second Mr. Sniffles for Dean. And from what I just learned, he has a cousin named Mr. Fluffy.
Who knows what goes on in Drew's twisted mind.
"Drew," I say, all of us now in the living room, "I think something seriously went wrong when you were born."
"Probably." He reply's with a shrug of his shoulders. I just laugh in response.
After a few minutes of pure boredom Drew yells, "Last one to the pool has to hold Mr. Sniffles number two!" and takes off to his room to get changed. After exchanging a few glances we all race up the stairs. As were running up the stairs I notice everyone is smiling.
This is how it's supposed to be.
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Chosen Generation
Hombres LoboTwenty-three year old Sara Marshal loves her normal, happy life with her thirteen year old niece, Jaydenn Lovek. It's nothing more than a simple country home in Texas, a daily routine, and a normal job as a day time officer. Out of no where, her nor...