Owen: A Late-Night Run

As Denver yet again shifted restlessly against my back I gave him a playful shove. “Alright you starry-eyed lover-boy, forget about Cindy for half a minute and go to sleep!”

“I wish I could,” Denver mumbled.

I grinned. “Alright then, why don’t we go outside…the rain might help you cool off a little.”

Denver eagerly got up and was to the door before I called him back. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” I asked, holding up his bathing suit. Denver grinned sheepishly and came back.

“Alright dad, I’ll be a good boy and not get my clothes wet.”

I rolled my eyes, “That’s what best friends are for Denver, it would be a shame if you showed up to school tomorrow in wet clothes.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Denver replied as he pulled the bathroom door shut behind him.

I walked into the kitchen and changed there. By the time I had finished Denver was waiting impatiently  by the door. “It’s about time you finished! I almost grew a beard waiting for you!”

I rolled my eyes and grinned. “Come on wise guy, get your butt outside.”

“And if I don’t want to?”

I raised my eyebrow threateningly.

“Alright, alright I’m going! No need to give me the death-look!”

“Ok Denver, we’re going for a run on the beach, catch me if you can!” with that I took off out the door at a full fledged run. I knew there was no way he could catch me, I was the star of both the cross country and track team at school and I had been for three years running…pun intended…well ok, star was a little off because it implies everyone likes you. I was the best runner, humans are weird though and so I tended to avoid them where possible.

“Hey!....No…fair!” Denver puffed as he tried to keep up with the harsh pace I had set across the sand. Yes I was that mean, sand is very hard to run in for long…at least for the un-trained. I was still barely beginning to breathe heavily. Eventually I took mercy on him and swerved onto the sidewalk beside the beach and slowed my pace a little bit.

BAM! The gunshot echoed across the buildings in the abandoned area of town we were running through. My eyes went wide and I ducked behind a dumpster. Denver was quick to join me. For about five minutes we waited there; completely still aside from our heavy breathing. Then, just as I was about to stand up and survey the area I heard a voice coming from the end of an alley.

“Where is our fish Dr. Comery? Don’t tell me you still haven’t found my proof of their existence? Hmm, well it seems we have a problem don’t we then? You see, I need that proof soon or the press will lose interest…you better come up with a sighting or a photo very quickly or it will end badly for you if you know what I mean…Yes, goodnight Dr. Comery, I will be seeing you later. And don’t try to skip town or you will find a very unpleasant surprise waiting for you.”

Footsteps echoed down the alley as two sets of feet walked out and headed in opposite directions. Once everything was clear I motioned to Denver and we ran home. “So ah, what was all that about?” Denver asked as I opened the door. I shook my head to get rid of all the water in my hair then shrugged, “I have no idea…don’t worry about it, it’s not like there is anything two mermen could do about something like that anyways. Now go to sleep.” Denver shrugged and nodded. After changing and drying off we both promptly fell asleep, exhausted  by the run. 

The End

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