Cujo and Brett and Tad

Brett liked playing catch but the younger kid, Tad, absolutely sucked at it.

He kept trying to grab the ball too early or too late.

"Maybe we should play something else." Brett suggested.

"What else could we do here?" Tad asked.

Brett thought for a minute; he had video games but maybe they were too gory for Tad. The younger kid might be terrible at other sports.

Brett gave the blond boy a grin, "I know something else we can play".

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The blond followed the brown-haired preteen to the field. Brett looked around, cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted. "CUJO!"

"Who's Cujo?" Tad asked.

Brett turned and gave him a sinister grin.

As if answering, a loud booming bark was heard. Tad winced, while Brett didn't react as he was used to Cujo's booming bark. They turned to see a big, Saint Bernard bounding toward the two boys.

Tad's eyes bugged out at how huge the dog was. He screamed and hid behind a nearby tree. Brett laughed at him and faced the Saint Bernard while patting his knees.

"Here, Cujo! Come here, boy!"

Once Cujo was close enough, he leaped in the air and tackled his owner to the grass. The big dog then began to greet his owner like he usually would and began licking Brett's face. Brett turned his head to the side to avoid the wet, ticklish tongue but Cujo kept dragging his tongue over the preteen's scrunched up face.

"HAHAHA!" Brett laughed as his face was assaulted. He reached up to rub into his beloved dog's fur.

"Hey, Tad. Wanna come meet this big guy?" Brett asked, turning his head in the direction of the tree while closing one eye as his cheek was rolled by Cujo's tongue.

Tad peaked his head out and stared at the dog cautiously. Detecting a new scent, Cujo stopped licking Brett and looked in Tad's direction. Cujo's tail wagged as he trotted toward Tad.

Tad "meeped" and bolted, this only made Cujo excited as he gave chase to the fleeing blonde. Brett laughed while wiping drool off his face. He knew Cujo wouldn't hurt the younger boy but he would enjoy the show. He got up and headed in Cujo's direction.

Tad continued running until he got inside the barn where he turned around and was cornered into a wall. Cujo was excited to meet his new friend but came to a halt when he realized this boy was shaking. He skidded right before bumping into the blond. Tad looked up fearfully at the huge dog that could eat him in one bite. The big dog began to sniff him, his stomach, his feet, and then his face.

Then Cujo happily gave the boy a big lick from his chin to his forehead that lifts the boy up to his tippytoes. Tad landed on his feet with a laugh but Cujo was far from done. He then began giving more sloppy licks to the blond boy's smiling face.

"Seems like Cujo likes you." Brett laughed.

Eventually the force of the tongue sent Tad to the floor and the Saint Bernard kept his new friend pinned down while continuing to douse him. Tad laughed and dug his hands into Cujo's fur ruffling it to show affection back.

"You glad you met him?" Brett asked with a smile.

Tad eagerly nodded his head as he turned in the older kid's reaction while still ruffling Cujo's fur.

Later that night, Tad begged his mom to let him sleep over. This surprised her as Tad was known to rarely come out of his comfort zone. Cujo spent the whole night wrestling both Brett and Tad and kept licking them, coating their laughing faces.