“D-Do you re-really wan-wanna do this, Roman?” My pudgy, little brother, Naples stuttered to me. He was only nine, timid, and terrified of anything and everything. One time he got scared of a snail. Yes, a snail, those cute little buggers. Mom had to hold him real tight to get him to stop screaming. Probably doesn’t help that he’s baby’d by our Mom. Fortunately for me, I got a free snail to add to my collection. Named her Shelly along with Dr. Slugger and Slimy.

“Why do you think I’m on Taylor’s Bluff? To sight see and enjoy nature and this lovely picnic?” I took the last good bite out of my sandwich and soaked it down with water. It was a hot day in August and soon we’ll be back to school but not until I have one last good stunt. I stood up, “No! I’m here to do one thing and one thing only.” I looked down the hill, it was a flattish, grass-free ride down. Good for bikes. “I’m here to take on the Devil’s ride.”

“You mean the ride so perilous that a kid died fifteen years ago and they had to ban people from bringing bikes up Taylor’s Bluff?” The little boy screeched in fear.

“Thanks for the exposition dump, Naples.” I shove on my brand-new helmet, got on my bike, and waddled myself towards the edge. It was a far way down and I was absolutely frightened, but the soft breeze and the heart pounding brought a mad grin to my face. This grin came when something wild was either happening or about to happen. Didn’t matter what I was doing, gymnastics, skateboarding, surfing, roller blading, parkour, martial arts, this powerful grin came even at the scariest of times.

“Wait!” Naples shrieked.

“What?”

“What do I do if you get hurt?”

“Call 911 and our parents after that, you know the drill.”

“Okay but what if I get attacked by bears?”

“I don’t think you’ll get attacked by bears but if you do call run away while calling 911.”

“But what if it’s a pack of grizzly bears that start corning me into a dead zone and maul me before I can even call.”

“Naples, buddy, your anxious thoughts are works of fiction. Did you take your meds today?”
He looked away, “No.”

“Buddy, you know you gotta take those, they’ll make you feel better.”

“Okay… I love you.”

I flashed him a grin, “I know.” As I pushed off down the hill, air rushing past my face as I leaned into my bike going faster and faster, dodging the rocks and bumps best I could. The speed only made my grin wilder as everything whipped passed me. Faster and faster, I was getting close to the end, I could see it. That’s when a baby dear jumped out right in front of me. I dodged but lost balance and flew off my bike. I maneuvered myself into a ball as I rolled down the hill hitting trees, rocks, and thickets. I didn’t even make an attempt to grab anything to stop my momentum in fear that I’ll break a limb. The thing that stop me was hitting headfirst into a bolder. The last thing I remember was seeing a vulture circle around me waiting to pick off my dead corpse. If this is how I die, then so be it.

Hello There! I don't know if any of you remember me but I am Otome-chan. I started feeling quite nostalgic and wanted to read some good ole transfic. Then I got inspired and started writing my own transfic again. I'm currently writing a book and taking a break from that with this. Hope you all enjoy and please have a happy happy day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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