Hannah and Mickey
Tags: Mountain Dew Code Red, Fire, Love, Funny, Childhood

“Ma’am you do realize your entire neighboring fence and tree and the backyard is burnt to a crisp?” said the officer. “Oh what, I was just here having fun with Mr Cow and and I passed out and you came to knock on my door” said Hannah. Mr Cow was nowhere to be seen and Hannah was very confused. Hannah was a bubbly spunky highschool junior who never let go of her childish side. It was out of character for her to be accused of something like arson. She didn’t even know how to use a match. One time she was walking to school with her friend Mickey and he had taken a box of matches from his mom’s kitchen cabinet. They sat at a crosswalk and were secretly trying to light them when there were no people walking by. They, by no surprise, got in trouble with Mickey’s mom. The officer would ask her again “What have you been doing for the past hour?” Hannah had to think. When she woke up she remembered it was a Saturday, so she knew she didn’t have school that day. Hannah had poured herself some life cereal and put her favorite soda, a mountain dew in the fridge. Hannah especially liked the code red mountain dews because it reminded her of when she had gone to her grandmother’s house as a girl and opened her jar of maraschino cherries and took a sip of the juice. As she was waiting for her mountain dew to cool she hopped on the couch and started looking for a show to watch. There was nothing on, so she had done 90 minutes of channel surfing. She thought a lot about Mickey and how sometimes he makes fun of her for being too childish, but she likes how she is. She didn’t want Mickey to outgrow their childhood adventures yet. She invited him over and told him to bring more code red mountain dew. Hannah and Mickey have been friends since childhood, mostly because their parents were friends. They always went to school together and they would tease each other a lot. Hannah really liked Mickey, both as a friend and as a potential romantic partner. I mean what’s not to like, similar interests, their parents already know each other, they’ve grown up essentially learning each other’s memories. Mickey showed up with the code red and put it in the fridge. Hannah ran downstair and jumped into his arms playfully. Then she opened the fridge and took out her already chilled mountain dew and decided to chug it. Hannah could already be described as the raw definition of sugar before consuming more, she is already jittery because her thoughts move through her brain so fast, and adding a mountain dew will temporarily add to that, but make the lows even lower. Mickey was impressed with the speed that she chugged that mountain dew, he got one out for himself and tried to chug it but he failed because it was still warm. Hannah ran upstairs at supersonic speeds and Mickey followed at a brisk walk. Her goal was to have an adventure like they did as kids. So she got something that created fire. Except this time they weren’t matches, it was a lighter, like for cigarettes. She was more confident in her ability to use a lighter because she had seen a couple kids using them outside of school. She felt bad for their lungs, but she still thought they looked cool. Hannah wanted to light a cigarette for Mr Cow, except she didn’t have any cigarettes, although she did have a stick. She held the stick up to Mr Cow’s mouth and tried to light the lighter. She wasn’t expecting fire on her first try, maybe it was the mountain dew… She lit the stick on fire but she wasn’t thinking, she now had a stick on fire, in her room. HMMM. That’s a problem, but no, she still wanted Mr Cow to smoke. She put the now shrinking stick up to the plush toy’s mouth and he caught on fire. Mickey was looking at his phone through the whole ordeal and had no idea what was going on. He had to take a call from his mom the instant Mr Cow caught on fire. Hannah’s only thought was to throw him out the window away from her house. Mr Cow caught the tree on fire and the branches broke the fence. She awoke from an unexplained nap being greeted by the officer.