More trauma for the farmer who doesn't deserve it!

I woke up, no. I darted up from my bed. Sweating, a nightmare swept into my mind- but I can't remember it now- that's weird... I wiped my forehead with my arm, taking deep breath to relax, I sighed. Forth time this week... I got out of bed, placing my hat back on my head. I exited my house trotting over to Owen who was waving me over to a small mischief. I arrived a couple seconds later.

Owen: Heya Scott! Wanna come join us on our exploration mission?
Bek: It'll be fun!
Eloise: But whatever you say Scott I'm not following,
Scott: Alright, and calm down miss grumpy it only happened once-
Eloise: The fact you think it's normal scares me-

I chuckled, Eloise giving me a fake death stare.

A hour later because I'm sleep deprived and need sleep so sorry if short chapters.

We made it to the entrance of the house. The bottom floor. Owen and Bek where on the second floor. It was me and Eloise on the ground floor. We ventured around, searching through chests. Eloise went under a table, the place where the butler sleeps I guess. I felt something tug my tail. I ignored it.
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Then I was picked up, by my tail. Oh how much IT HURTS LIKE JEEZ.

Scott: AAAAAAAAAA- ELOISE HELPPPPPPPPP-

I screamed down to her, she peeked out from under the table. I moved around trying to escape, the persons grip was tight. They threw me upwards. I landed on their palm painfully. They tightened the hand around my body, I was definitely stuck. I still tried to escape. My the grip of this persons hand. I could tell it was the son. His hand tightened even more. I swear I heard a snap. A break of a bone...
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The mother barged in.
Mother: ICARUS!
She screeched.
Son: Mother! Hey-
Mother: ICARUS SET THE RAT DOWN! NOW.
Son: Ok! Ok jeez-

I was dropped, dropped from such a tall height. I knew I was bound to break another bone. Before I hit the ground, I landed on something. No- someone.

Eloise: Oh jeez your heavy-
Scott: I- Sorry?
Eloise: No problem- oh and your welcome from saving you from dying.
Scott: Thanks... and let's get under the table before we die.

Eloise nodded her head as we ran under the table, a throbbing pain in my left arm.

Scott: Hey uh- Eloise?
Eloise: Yeah?
Scott: I think I need a doctor or something-
Eloise: And why is that?
Scott: I believe my arms broken.
Eloise: WHAT
Scott: I BELIEVE my arm is BROKEN.
Eloise: That son of a bi- rats! Cant say that! That son of a feminist I want him unalived!
Scott: Same, but we have to wait right now. Their fighting.

I pointed with my good hand to them, fighting in a screaming match. She nodded.

Scott: And you'll probably have to carry me- or get Owen cause I'm just about to pass out!

I said as dark dots gathered in my vision as my ears rang. With in a second. Everything went, black.

Pew pew

Trauma is due

Poor Scott.

ANYHOW!

Im sorry for all the short chapters! I write a chapter of a different book before this so I just crash when I comes to this one... and I also barely have any ideas for this book. So yeahhh- updates will probably come awhile after the chapter that was uploaded... let's say... a week ago. It takes awhile for me to get myself corrected into doing this. But, who cares the more tired I am the more chaos the chapter is! So, on that note. Have a good rest of your time! Bye bye!