@Everyone reading this!: Hello! I guess after you read the last part of Skye's Dairy (A.K.A. How to Save China) that you came here like I advised, or you where just story surfing with nachos and thought this one was interesting. Well, nacho peeps, I can tell you, THIS WILL BE INTERESTING! Probably more than you can handle, but onto the story. (THIS IS NOT THE SEQUEL TO SKYE'S DIARY!!! AND YES MODS, THIS HAS KFP STUFF IN IT! But later on in the story.)
Chapter 1
Han Kai's POV (He lives in the Everglades with his two sisters.)
I relaxed on the trunk of a huge Sequoia, and the Spanish Moss in the branches tangled around in the breeze. I was sitting in one of my favorite spots, gazing out into the swamp. As I was about to fall asleep, but a huge rattling and popping shook me awake. "Dad gummit!!!!" I heard a voice yell as a huge BAM! filled the air. I ran over to see what had happened, and I saw my friend, Fender, kicking the tire of a beaten-up red truck. I whistled through my teeth, and cracked a smile at my bobcat friend. He was having a full-out tantrum, kicking the tires with his feet, grumbling under his breath, and smacking the car windshield. ?Hey, Fender!? I called out. Fender whipped around, and smiled. ?Eh, I knew it was you, Panther!? Fender smiled. ?You can call me by my real name, you know. It seems like you forget and just call me ?Panther?.? I said with a teasing smile. Fender smiled back, and then pulled out a twisted up, rusty wrench from his old worn-out jean over-alls. ?Are you gunna help me fix ?er up?? Fender asked, while looking back at his truck, that was blowing out smoke. ?Are you sure it?s not on fire?? I asked, while looking at the huge clouds of smoke. ?Won?t know ?till we find out!? Fender said as he walked over to his pick-up truck. The copper pot he has stuck on his head for a hat titled slightly, and I walked over to help my crazy friend.
Later on that day, Fender and I sat on the dock. ?Hey, wanna fish? I brought some worms?, I said, holding up my tin can. ?How?s about after I finish my lunch?? Fender asked, as he started digging in his over-all pocket again. He smiled and pulled out a jar of mayonnaise with a plastic spoon stuck in it, and he started shoveling down spoons into his mouth. I cringed at the disgusting sight, but hooked a worm onto my fishing pole, and laid back, waiting for a fish to bite.
@Everyone: Sorry if that was a long chapter! I was just so excited to start this story! Hope you liked it!!!