"You guys are in so much trouble." Thomas told us for the millionth time.

"We know!" Minho and I said. Again.

"And it's my fault ether way." Minho said as he scrubbed the mud off Bandit harder.

"No it's not. Ann won't find out. Nether will Tom." I said. Minho and I went back to Bandit. We had plopped him in the bath tub and had stated scrubbing all the water out of his fur. The water was practically black from all the mud he had on him. Bandit just sat in the tub with his tongue sticking out. He had a silly grin on his face.

"No one will find out unless someone tells on us." I said. Both Minho and I turned and glared at Thomas.

"Hey, no one is going to find out from me." He said. "I'm just going to keep my mouth shut, or Minho will hit me."

"Minho would never do that." I told Thomas.

"Yeah," Minho said. "You're right Hunckberry, I would beat the living lights out of him." Minho said a little louder

"He's kidding." I tried telling Thomas.

"No I'm not." Minho insisted quieter. I looked at Thomas and gave him a look telling him Minho was kidding, even though I was sure he wasn't. If Thomas spilled one word, he would be a goner. I pulled Bandit out of the tub. He was clean. After about 15 minutes of trying to get him clean. I took a towel and rubbed it all over him. Bandit shook the towel off and shook himself all over, getting us all wet.

"Bandit!" We all yelled. He put that silly grin of his on and sat on top of his bed. Minho and I threw the water out the window and cleaned up the dirty towel.

"See easy." I said.

"If you call that easy." Thomas said.

"Yeah and Ann will never find out." Minho said.

"I'll never find out what!" Ann shouted from the next room. We all turned and looked at each other. Great.

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Author's Note

I know. I know. Really short. But I want these three parts on their own. I'm sorry that they are so short. But after this I'm going to go back to trying to hit 1000 words everyday.

Word Count: 384