*** Fudge Bucket ***

part 11 of “Cuffed and Stuffed”
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* Bobby Mac *

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** Cuffed And Stuffed **

*** Fudge Bucket ***

by Bobby Mac

part 11 of 14 (fudge bucket)

"The flipping, flaming, fuddling what?!!, ye gods, you'll be talking to flaming
flipper next, come on, get up, let's go and sort out ma and pa, they've been
telling porky pies, just those two in the house indeed. They'll be yelling the
truth from the chimney tops by the time I've finished with them", said Rubin,
who by this stage was starting to get a little testy.
"I thought you said we gotta keep things quiet", said Mooshat, following his
brother out into the hall. Rubin looked over his shoulder at his brother and said,
"do us all a favour Mooshat and don't think". As Rubin turned the corner in the
hall, the lights went out. Rubin felt something soft brush past his face, he
lashed out with his fist missing whatever it was, but hit Mooshat on the top
of his head. Mooshat not realising it was Rubin retaliated with a kick.
Rubin returned the kick and soon the pair were rolling around in the dark
fighting each other, neither realised they were fighting the other, that was
until someone who gives a certain look, threw a bucket of icy cold water over them.
They untangled themselves and Rubin lit his lighter and glared into his brothers face,
"see a couple of snooty kids got you so scared you turn on your own brother,
me, who's always been there for you".
Mooshat mumbled that he was hit first, but Rubin wasn't listening, he was still moaning.
"Wait till I tell ma what you did...............", he was saying, when a voice Mooshat
recognised only too well spoke out of the darkness.
"Poor Rubin who just stinks, shall we play the violins for you", the voice said.
Rubin was furious, "who the flipping, flaming, fudge bucket is that?!!!!!", he yelled.
"You don't have a very good vocabulary do you", answered the voice.
"You come here!!, you snotty nosed little flip flapper, I'll teach you
a thing or two", Rubin demanded. There was the sounds of laughter.
"You teach me?, ha!!, you couldn't teach a fish to swim", said Alicia.
"Or an egg to hatch", added Karl.
"I'll have you know I studied chemistry in Mount Eden Prison,
I can make a bomb and blow you up, you and that silly little girl", said Rubin.

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Copyright: Bobby Mac, October 2003
Published: www.tardemstudios.co.nz - 1st. April 2004



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