HOLY FUCK BEAU WAS SUCH A THOUGHTLESS CAVEMAN!!
Her barely older and much larger brother was relentless in his malevolent tones and insinuations. Always picking her a part like he wasn’t one head injury from actually becoming handicapped.
“You can’t even do that properly!” Taunting her and the fact that she couldn’t, no thanks to his constants criticism, ride her bike as fast as he could. She couldn’t ride her longboard as fast either, but she could take corners that, that thick headed stupid fuck couldn’t without eating shit.
“Why can’t you do exactly what I say?” as spittle flew out of his rabid mouth.
“Quit trying to make me YOU Beau! I don’t want to be an idiot like you, looks painful!” she spat back at him, her 10 year old voice only slightly raised, her words sharp a dagger. She knew he hated it when you implied he was dumb…. because he was and he knew it
She saw the light in his eyes change and she knew what was coming, her heart started to race as panic set in. When he closed that short distance in the hallway between the two of them she was gonna get right fucked up by that psycho.
She saw that her mom had seen it too and she was coming from the living room, but Beau hadn’t noticed and Bambam knew that he would reach her before their mom could reach him.
In a last minute effort to save herself from the idiot, she picked up the nearest thing. A Beeanie Baby
A fucking Beanie Baby.
Her desire to survive took over and she whipped that little red fucking devil bear at her brother and in a miraculous feat that bear spun and the those hard beady eyes smashed right into his wide open left eye and then it smacked him his big ole head and he hit the floor like a pussy he was and started to have an absolute mental breakdown.
Beau didn’t like to be hurt and he sure as shit didn’t like being taken out by his sister who was half his size. As the reality sunk in Bambam got her bearings back and made a dive for the door glancing at her big dummy brother writhing and hollering on the hardwood floor.
The sight of him caused a cackle to rise out of her throat and she jumped over his attempt to grab sneaking a peak at her mother to gauge her reaction. Her mother had a hand covering a smirk. She winked at Bambam and nodded to signal that Bambam should run fast and far and enjoy her victory. She knew her mom would keep her brother there and give her a healthy head start.
She also her brother was a relentless asshole. And he would come eventually, he always did.
She’d be fine out in the world because anything can be a weapon if you were creative enough. Bambam was nothing if not creative.
So she flew down that street away from her house continuing her journey in the tale of Bambam the Brave