It had been a great summer for Kyle. He'd had some great evenings with Kerry, walking along the beach, sitting on the grass, going to parties, making fun of Bridget, and now he was going round to see her. He'd really been looking forward to it all day, as he'd been working hard at the sports store, now it was time to see his girl.
As Kyle walked up the path towards the Hennesee house, a wierd rush ran over him. He dropped to his knees and clutched at his head.
"Arrgh! Jeez, what's going on?" He staggered forwards and finally collapsed on the door step. Kyle closed his eyes and blacked out.
"This evening sucks!" said Rory, as he was coming home from basketball practice, and was a little dejected. He wasn't in the squad for tommorow's game, and that was annoying him. He knew he was better than the other guy they picked. As the fourteen year old trudged up the path, he saw something on the doorstep. Something small, something action figure sized, something like....
"What the...Kyle?" Rory said, "What happenned to you?"
When Kyle didn't respond, Rory grinned
"This could be a fun evening after all!" and he bent down and grabbed him up, stuffing him away in his cargo pants pocket.
With his new prize secured, he entered the house, and headed straight for his room.
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