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The Prankster
by Daniel Mumford
age 9
Squad 51 backed into the vehicle bay, as Johnny climbed out covered with dog hair from the last rescue. "One of these days Roy, one of these days... I'm gonna go off on another of these people who can't control their dogs."
Roy chuckled to himself as Johnny made his way to the locker room to change his uniform. As soon as he opened up the door, twang, whoosh, and splat, Johnny was slapped in the face with another of Chet's pranks. A shaving cream bomb.
"CHET!!" Johnny roared as he took off after the short fireman. "I'm gonna kill you!"
"What's the matter Gage? Don't like shaving cream for your razor?" Chet asked as his eyebrow rose.
"Not when I'm already covered in dog hair!"
"Uh... Gage... Would you mind cleaning yourself up?" asked Captain Stanley. "And Kelly you can clean the mess up, and then get started on the latrine. This little prank just cost you a month of latrine duty."
"Why can't a guy have any fun once in a while?" Kelly muttered as he stalked off.
Needless to say, it was another typical day at Station 51, with the prankster getting it in the end.
The End
Note: I'm not Daniel's mother, but his neighbor and he wanted to write an Emergency story. This is a first attempt, but with a little guidance from me. Wanda. :-)
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