EVERYBODY vs THE FERRET: 3
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Cristian YoungMiller
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Dedication:
This book is dedicated to everybody who wished they had more information about themselves than they were given.
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Table of Contents
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EVERYBODY vs THE FERRET: 3
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Chapter 1
Ferret looks down at the snow-covered fur on his leg. Following the trail of sprayed snow along the ground he finds a skier who had thrown himself to the ground to avoid a collision with him.
“Did I get you there, bra?” the pineapple-headed skier asks.
“Don’t worry about it,” Ferret says in his slow, southern drawl. Ferret is about to walk away when he turns back to the skier. “And if you got me, you’d be a lot happier because it would have led to the best night you ever had. But the day is young, so maybe later,” he says with a smile.
Ferret walks away, leaving the skier confused. Shifting his skies into his free hand, Ferret heads toward the ski lift. Latching his skis onto his feet, he positions himself in front of the next lift chair and the bench whips him into the air.
Ferret examines the slopes below him and then gets the unmistakable feeling he is being watched. Adjusting the scarf around his neck, Ferret looks back at the chair behind him. In it sits a girl in a large white snow jacket and a ski mask that covers her strawberry-shaped head. Ferret turns back around and squirms in his seat.
As the lift comes to its end, Ferret lowers his goggles over his large eyes and takes a tight grip of his poles. As soon as his skis touch the ground he pushes himself forward and heads for the slope.
About to push off, Ferret looks back and finds that the girl is rushing toward him. Without a moment more, Ferret pushes off and propels himself down the black diamond slope.
Although Ferret’s lead was great, the strawberry-headed girl quickly catches up. Ferret, looking back, finds his pursuer right on his tail. When Ferret notices the girl ominously reaching into her jacket, he knows he has to lose her.
With a few pushes of his pole, he’s off. Looking to shake the girl who seems to be an even better skier than he, Ferret heads into the fresh powder lining the path. Swishing and spraying the snow around him, he looks back again and finds the girl still tight on his tail.
Sensing impending danger, he heads through a thick grove of trees and zigzags between the trunks. After few trees pass too close for comfort, he looks back to see how his pursuer is doing. The expert skier seems unfazed.
Ferret then leans as far as he can into the snow creating a cut that sprays powder 10 feet into the air in front of him. When he finds himself again going straight, he heads for an icy lake whose far edge seems to continue without end.
Looking back to see how much he had thrown the girl off, he finds he hasn’t been successful. In fact, the girl had anticipated his move and is now almost within reaching distance. Again, as she reaches into her jacket, Ferret crouches into a downhill stance and does his best to pull away.
Making no progress against his little girl pursuer, he instead focuses on reaching the frozen lake first. With her small hand holding something he can’t identify, Ferret lifts up a ski and allows the sudden change from snow to ice to rip both his skis off.
With his bare paws on the ice, Ferret sees and feels the girl pass by him. Knowing that his only hope for survival is to stop his forward momentum, he digs his claws into the ice. Looking back, Ferret witnesses as the girl, who can’t stop her forward momentum, slides across the lake to what Ferret knows is a 200-foot vertical drop. Still needing to slow his momentum further, he turns around and digs his claws into the ice even deeper.
As the edge of the ice cliff quickly approaches, Ferret closes his eyes in prayer. When he stops at the edge of the chasm, he reopens them.
Ferret breaths heavily as he steps back. At a safe distance, he looks down at himself to make sure that he is all right. He had felt the little girl’s touch when she passed, so he needed to be sure that he was still whole.
Looking over his fury body, he finds an envelope stuck to his fur. Ferret removes the envelope and moves to the edge of the cliff hoping to get a better look at the body that undoubtedly lies below.
With his claws tightly gripping the ice, he leans over the side. As he does, he is immediately pushed onto his backside by the sudden appearance of a red polka-dotted hang glider that passes in front of him. It is Candy Strawberry’s hang glider, which tells him the envelope is also from her.
Turning his attention to the envelope, Ferret sticks his claws under the flap and rips it open. What lies within is an invitation. Ferret, unfolding the paper, reads: ‘The girls of Miller’s Grove invite you to join the winning team, signed Candy.’
Ferret looks back at the gliding Candy. He sees Candy reach out and give him a thumbs-up. He replies with a smile that says ‘the game is afoot.’
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Chapter 2
Candy Strawberry enters the basement of her family’s home. Among the high-tech world domination equipment is Tia Asian-Pear and Molly Raspberry.
“Ladies, I would like you to welcome Ferret,” Candy announces.
Ferret follows Candy into the room. When he sees the technological wonder of all of Candy’s toys, his always emotionless face displays surprise. He is impressed.
“I think you two might know him as Billy’s pet. But instead I would like to introduce you to the newest recruit to the winning side.”
“Did you know that girls who like playing with furry things are 50 percent more likely to rule the world?” Ferret says in his slow, androgynous southern drawl. “They are also likely to play softball and work with drills… figuratively speaking, of course.”
“OK,” Candy replies, not understanding the reference. “Well, welcome.”
“Welcome,” Tia and Molly offer as well.
“What’s on the agenda today, Molly?” Candy asks, getting to business.
“Today’s agenda includes a postmortem discussion about why our latest attempt to rule the school failed,” Molly replies.
“Maybe we should give up on ruling the school,” Tia suggests. “After all, what are we going to gain by being the unquestionable leaders over our classmates?”
Candy gives Tia a knowing look. “I think that question answers itself. Don’t you?”
Candy looks at Tia for confirmation and gets none. Switching her gaze to Molly she finds another blank face. “Are you losing your resolve, ladies? Have you forgotten why we embarked on our mission to begin with? It isn’t because we chose to. It is because we must.
If we want to control our future, we have to be in charge of our present. And there is no better way to rule the present than to rule over all of the boys with an iron fist that stifles any thought of free will and independence.”
“Did you know that back where I’m from that’s referred to as fisting,” Ferret says.
“Fisting, huh?” Candy considers. “I like it.”
“A lot of people do. But I wouldn’t recommend iron fisting. Anything that leaves a mark is frowned upon by those that know what they’re doing.”
“OK,” Tia offers, not sure what Ferret is talking about.
“I’m wondering,” Ferret adds, “instead of trying to rule the school, would you consider ruling over what could be your own domain?”
“Do you mean a place that only we know about?” Candy asks.