Sherry White and her seven crazy brothers

Sherry White

Hans

I went for a stroll in the woods to clear my head. Okay, that's a lie. I went to commune with nature while I enjoyed my magic stick. There's nothing like becoming one with nature while you're enjoying mother nature's special herb.

I sat on a rock and pulled out a magic stick, lighting it and taking a few tokes. Now, this what I'm talking about, man. I didn't have to listen to Greta and Dante getting jiggy with it.

I sat there, enjoying my tranquillity when I heard rustling in the bushes. I watched as a trash panda emerged and waddle toward me. What in the hell did Diego give me?

The furry little love butt walked over, then sat on my feet. "Yo, trash panda. How's it hanging?"

Trash panda looked at me as I looked at it.

"Did you ever try a magic stick?"

Trash panda looked at me as I put the magic stick against its mouth. It licked it, then set its mouth on it. I gave it a few minutes then it fell over. Whoa, I think I killed it.

I snuffed out the end and put it back in my pocket, then checked the trash panda to make sure I didn't off it. It would suck if I did. I felt around, finding a heartbeat. Okay, good, I didn't kill it.

Then I noticed a collar. Who the hell puts a collar on a trash panda? I picked up the little dude and read the tag, which said, Cosmo. If lost, return to this address. Well, I guess I'm returning Cosmo to someone.

I picked the furry dude up and carried him through the woods. That reminds me of the song about going to grandma's house. We would go if I had a grandma, but I don't. The last grandma I met tried to eat me. Yeah, not cool.

I wandered through the wood carrying the trash panda, hoping to find someone. If not, then I guess I'm taking it home. They say when you name an animal, you have to keep it.

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Sherry

I noticed Cosmo gone and went looking for him. "Cosmo!" I yelled as I went walking through the woods. Twigs and leaves crunched underneath my shoes as I walked, hoping to find that rascally raccoon.

I told Cosmo not to run away. Does he listen? Nope, because he enjoys driving me crazy. I swear when I find him, I will make him eat lettuce, which he hates. That would teach him.

I stopped and looked around the woods. I cupped my mouth and yelled, "Cosmo Scooby White! Where are you?"

I lowered my hands and sighed. Then I heard movement from the bushes. Most people run, but I'm not most people. I stood there as Hans emerged with Cosmo, laying in his arms.

I walked over to Hans and took Cosmo from him. I looked at Cosmo, who looked dead. What the hell?

"What did you do to Cosmo?" I asked.

"Oh, you mean little trash panda? He seemed anxious, so I helped him to relax," Hans answered with a cheeky grin.

I heard snoring from Cosmo and arched an eyebrow at Hans. "Please tell me you didn't give Cosmo what I think you gave him."

"What do you think I gave trash panda?" Hans gave me a sideways glance.

I looked at Hans, stunned. "You gave Cosmo a magical herb? Are you insane?"

"The little dude seemed anxious. I thought he needed to relax."

"You don't give animals that stuff. It's not good for them." I looked at Hans like he's nuts.

I felt movement in my arms as Cosmo opened his eyes. He looked happy, and I think he smiled.

"Hey, little dude. Did you have a nice nap?" Hans asked.

Cosmo laid in my arms as I shook my head. I carried him home to treat him. Thanks to Hans, I have to make sure Cosmo doesn't have a reaction. I made my way home as Hans followed me.

"Are you like a zen person with animals? Are you Dr. Doolittle?" Hans asked.

"Dr. Doolittle is a fictional character," I answered as I walked.

"Okay, then you're like Snow White. Do you have seven midgets running around loose?"

I stopped and gave Hans a strange look. "Those are dwarfs and no." I started walking again. I swear this guy is on drugs. I reached the house and took Cosmo inside to give him some medicine to counteract what Hans gave him.

"Knock, knock," Hans said.

"Who's there?" I asked.

Hans entered the house. "I am because I knocked and came inside."

I looked at Hans. He grinned.

"Do you make it a habit of entering someone's house?" I questioned.

"Well, you said, who's there. I said me and came in."

I set Cosmo on the floor and let him wander around the house. My brothers would chase after him later. Davis came into the kitchen, saw Hans, and ran into a wall.

"Damn, that dude is a little dopey," Hans mentioned.

Davis shook his head and left the kitchen, staggering.

"Davis isn't dopey. He's not a fan of strangers," I explained.

"I'm not a stranger. I'm Hans, and I'm cool."

Brad came into the kitchen and stopped. He hid his face. "Sherry, who's the stranger?"

"This is Hans. He's Greta's brother," I answered.

"Okay," Brad said, leaving the kitchen.

"That dude seems bashful," Hans mentioned.

"Brad is shy."

Harry bounded into the room and stopped. "Well, hello! Welcome to our home! Won't you come in?"

"Uh, I'm in," Hans said.

"Fabulous! Make yourself at home!" Harry announced, leaving the room.

"He's happy," Hans said.

I sighed.

Gus entered next. "Sherry! Why did you let Cosmo loose?"

"Dude, you seem grumpy. I got some magic stick for you," Hans mentioned.

"Great, we have an idiot in our house," Gus grumbled, then left.

"Ugh, where are my allergy pills?" Steve asked while sneezing. He went to the cabinet and grabbed his meds, then left.

"Uh, that guy is a bit sneezy," Hans mentioned, pointing at Steve.

"He has horrible allergies," I reasoned.

"Go to bed, Stan, if you're tired!" Dan said, walking into the kitchen.

I looked at Hans. "Don't say it."

"What? Someone's sleepy," Hans said with a shrug.

I shook my head.

"Sherry, I have patients today. I'll see you later," Dan said, leaving.

I looked at the ceiling.

"Is that guy a doctor?" Hans asked.

I gave Hans a look.

"Okay, you don't live with midgets. Do you live with a harem?" Hans asked.

"No, those are my brothers," I answered.

"Ah, so you're like Snow White, but instead of midgets, you have brothers. Cool. Got to go. Later, Snow," Hans said, leaving the house.

That was the strangest conversation I ever had with someone. I didn't have time for someone's shenanigans. I had to save my animals.