Bobby, Gramps, & the Jalapeño Sheriff

Do not go gentle into that good night. Do not go violent into that bad day. Do not run in the halls. Do not eat toothpaste. Do not kiss grandma with your eyes closed. Do not use the word irregardless. Do not seek the treasure. Do not use all the hot water before I take my shower.

"What's wrong with Gramps?" Bobby thought to himself "I just asked for some milk for my sugar snaps and he says all that?!" Bobby folded his arms and stared at his bowl of dry cereal. Things with Gramps weren't working out. Somebody had to do something.

Finally the idea hit the little brat. "Oh, I could get up, go to the fridge, and get the milk myself. Ok, I'll do that then." Bobby was used to being waited on, but he realized it wasn't that hard to pour milk into his own cereal. "Wow. i guess Gramps was right!"

As Bobby ate his cereal, he tried to think of more things he could do by himself instead of waiting for Gramps. “I could set the table. Walk the dog.” He realized he needed to set his sights higher. “Ride my bike in the road. Trampoline into the pool. Skateboard down the roof!”

So he took his trampoline and moved it to the pool and started jumping. Water was going everywhere but a handsome jalepeno gathered...

around the human. “Stop!” the jalapeño sheriff shouted. “Look at the mess you’ve made.” The human guiltily rolled off into the water. “Please continue,” the spicy pepper said to the rest of the pepper guests, who carried on merrily, ignoring the brat who’d disrupted their fun.