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The Story of Stu

Two idiots who live together on an island in northern Canada, who also happen to be geniuses, make an extraordinary discovery. This discovery can scream, breathes fire and has wings- no, it's not a dragon. It's a kiwiwi! Whatever that may be... Read to find out ;P

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2. Forgot the keys...

Ilva's POV

On my way through the swamp to the tiny shed where Silvie sorta lives, I spot a lot of animals.

I saw a red fox, a musk ox and squirrels.

I thought I saw a Grant's Caribou too, but I'm not sure.

Anyway, I am almost at the bridge that allows human people to cross a wild river.

The bridge isn't that big, or strong, but it's good enough for two people to walk on it on a daily basis.

I step on the bridge but my shoelaces snag behind a nail and I trip.

I try to catch myself by grabbing the bridge's edge but as I said, the bridge isn't very strong, and with my weight and the speed I have falling down, it breaks.

I fall into the river which pushes me underwater and pulls me away from the bridge.

I do whatever I can to get to the shore.

The river pushes me down and I hit a big rock under the water.

Although my legs hurt now, I try to clamp them around the stone.

The river is still trying to push me away but I manage to hold on to the stone.

I suddenly get an idea.

I take a deep breath and dive underwater, still holding on to the stone.

Without opening my eyes I use my hands to search for a steady rock to grab. After I find one, I let go of the first rock and hold on to the second one.

I repeat this a couple of times until I can touch the shore. I put my right foot in a small hole at the bottom of the river and try to keep my head above the water.

It's not a deep river, just wild.

As I'm yearning for air I look at the riverside and search for something to grab.

I reach out my hand to grab some plants and my foot slips out of the hole.

Before I get pulled away again I grab the plants and pull myself up on the riverside.

I'm sitting in the mud, panting from the struggle.

I guess I've been lucky, I could've drowned.

I climb my way up the steep and muddy slope and I start walking again.

The river pulled me a long way from the bridge and I have to walk all the way back.

I'm exhausted as I reach the bridge.

A few planks broke when I tried to catch myself in the fall.

I put my backpack on the ground and sit on my knees. From my backpack, I grab a rope. I search for some sticks on the ground and tie them to the rope. I put the sticks around the hole in the bridge and tie the outer ends of the rope to the wooden railing of the bridge. I cover the sticks and the rope with mud and sand so they'll last longer.

This way, we won't accidentally step in the hole.

I grab my bag and continue to the shed.

After I cross the bridge I turn left.

When Sanne and I make our daily routine through the area we always go straight ahead after the bridge, through the highlands.

I walk along the side of the river which is a tiny cliff on this side.

On the other side, it's a muddy and steep slope because of the swamp part.

On this side, there are wide open fields with a few big, majestic trees. We planted those so we could climb in them and get a larger view of the area.

As I walk along I hear wolves howl. They're probably hunting, but they're not very close.

Well, at least not close enough to be hunting me.

The sun is almost all the way down, so I need to be fast.

I start running a little bit and after twenty minutes I'm finally at the shed.

I knock on the door and Silvie opens up.

"Hi, Ilva! What's up? What happened to you?!" She asks. "Oh it's nothing, don't worry." I shrug.

"Sanne and I wondered if you felt that earthquake too."

"As a matter of fact, I did! I thought that earthquakes didn't take place here." Silvie answers.

"Me neither." I shake my head.

There have been some earthquakes in Yukon, but none of them ever reached our island.

"Well, I guess I should go again." I say.

"What? Already? You really have to come in and dry up a bit before you catch a cold." Silvie responds.

I shrug.

"Okay then."

I get inside and Silvie offers me tea and dry clothes.

After I took a shower I grab my phone to send a message to Sanne, telling her that I'll be gone for a little bit longer because I'll spend the night at Silvie's.

The walk from the base to Silvie's shed takes about half a day, and it's already dark so Sanne would feel better if I'd stay here.

I really like travelling in the dark because it won't give me a headache and I get to see bats, but Sanne thinks it's too dangerous.

'Because you're deaf, idiot!' I can hear her say already.

It's because I have hearing aids and sometimes I forget to turn them on.

Due to the side effects of my medication for ADD, my hearing got worse and worse, it disappeared.

Also, maybe the fact that I always listen to music on the highest volume didn't help...Or me drumming all the time.

I think there is a lot I could've done to prevent becoming deaf.

I'm not sure though, maybe it was the medication alone... Anyway, I had signed up to be an examinee for the new medication. Of course, they warned me for possible side-effects, but I wanted them to make a good medication against my ADD and to do that, they need examinees.

The Dutch word for that is way funnier; Proefkonijnen, which means 'tastebunnies' if you translate it to the letter.

Hmmm, sounds like candyyyyy...

Anyway, I put my phone down and walk towards the living room where Silvie is zapping the tv to different channels.

"Why don't you watch National Geographic?" I ask.

"Because they're broadcasting a documentary about how fish do 'IT' and I really don't feel like watching that." Silvie responds.

My mind takes the sentence in, scans it for possible awkwardness and possible following jokes and I immediately make it my mission to weird Silvie out.

"Wait, are they 'Doing 'IT'' as in fucking a horror clown or are they 'Doing IT' as in fucking each other?" I ask.

I have the kind of brain that cannot take things seriously.

"Wait, what?"

"What-what?"

"Ilva what the heck do you mean by that?!" Silvie asks.

"HoW dO FiSh FuCk mOviEs?!!" I whisper.

"......."

"............"

"Ilva sit down, drink your tea and shut up." Silvie finally says and I smirk.

Mission accomplished.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter! More coming up :D

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