Drabble # 27: Bullyragging
Disclaimer: S. Meyer owns Twilight.
Paul and Quil were cutting through her backyard on their way to wherever, whispering between themselves. She stopped raking up the leaves she was working on, curious. "Where are you guys going?"
Paul stuck out his tongue. "Uncle Omni's, if it's any of your beeswax."
Leah glared at them with her hands on her hips. "You know you're not allowed to go there."
Paul was quick on the draw. "Who's gonna squeal—you?"
"Just because you're older than us, doesn't mean you have to be such a tattle tale. Why do you have to act so responsible all the time," Quil groused, kicking up some of the leaves she had collected into a pile.
"Stop that!' She tried to shoo Quil away with the rake. "You two are gonna be in so much trouble," she snapped back at them.
"You tell on us, and we'll come back and pound you." Paul always did have a hot temper.
Leaning on the rake, she fired back, "Oh, yeah, I could take you two with one arm tied behind me."
"Phtt!" Paul scoffed at her. "Who're you kiddin'? You'd be runnin home to momma, little girl."
"I'm not a little girl; I'm sixteen."
"Big whoop," Paul snarked.
Her face contorted into an ugly sneer. "That's two years older than you two babies."
He stepped forward, ready to give her a good shove, when Quil grabbed him by the shoulder. "Hey, man, let it go. She's just a dumb girl. Anyway, are we going to Omni's or not?"
"Yeah, let's go."
She knew what they were up to. They were going to have their idea of fun, teasing Omni's bull, Diablo. They wouldn't be so brave if he could see them. They didn't call him Diablo for nothing, in fact he was nicknamed The Terminator. Did that stop those two from taunting him—nooooo—of course not.
He was the biggest and the meanest bull on the planet. He was so mean that Omni had to put blinders on him so he wouldn't gore everything that crossed his path. The blinders consisted of a two by four stretched across his eyes, held by a couple of rope loops slipped over his horns.
The leaves were all neatly bundled up, ready to empty into the compost bin. Then she decided to go over to Omni's ranch and watch the two idiots get into hot water.
Leah made the trek, and sure enough, there was Quil and his buddy, Paul sitting on the rail fence, throwing twigs and rocks at the poor beast. They were yukking it up as the bull got more and more agitated. Diablo by now was stomping and pawing at the ground. The two jerks were laughing uproariously, while they continued lobbing their endless ammunition at the animal.
All at once, The Terminator let out a loud bellow, and rearing his head back, the board got chucked off his horns, catapulting into the air, and landing on the ground. With his head lowered, he made a blowing snort, and charged at the now terrified duo.
Leah was rounding the barn taking in the scene. The furious bull tore down the fence, and chased the hapless idiots across the field. Unable to outrun him for long, they hurriedly climbed a massive oak, as Diablo reached the tree, butting it with his horns.
Leah backed away, not wanting to call attention to herself, and ran home. Served them right for doing such a stupid stunt. Later on that evening, the parents of both boys phoned to see if anyone could locate the boys. She thought about informing the worried adults, but she didn't want to be branded a tattle tale, now would she?
At nine P.M., she decided that the two rascals had suffered enough, and told her mom where they were. Sue made a quick phone call notifying the rancher that his bull was on the loose, and had two boys stranded in a tree.
Omni apparently found them still perched in the oak with Diablo on sentry duty underneath. It took three men besides Omni to lead the bull to another corral, and replace the blinders.
Sitting in a stuffed chair, Leah smiled as she polished her nails. Who's a dumb girl? There's no way she'd be stupid enough to tease The Terminator. No sir—and that ain't no bull.