[ WP ] Your 11 year old nephew just ate 2 of your LSD gummy bears 45 minutes ago and you have to make sure he makes it through sane

It started with the giggling. The unstoppable, contagious giggling. Giggling like that from an eleven year old boy usually meant he was making a mess, or lighting something on fire. 
 
 Setting down the lunch dish I had been washing I rushed up the stairs and into David's room. 
 
 It was much worse than anything I could have imagined. On the floor in front of my sprawled out nephew, was my bag of individually wrapped LSD bears. In front of David were two empty wrappers. 
 
 `` Hey buddy, you doing okay?'' Slowly I made my way to him, careful not to startle him in his state. 
 
 `` I cant.'' He gasped through his laughter. `` Stop laughing.'' Another burst of giggles. `` I do n't even know what's funny.'' David roared and rolled around on the floor. 
 
 `` Probably everything right now bud.'' I muttered to myself, wondering how I was ever going to explain this to my sister. 
 
 `` Aunt Amy.'' He gasped though his tears, clutching his cramping stomach. `` The carpet is dripping.'' An uproarious laugh burst from him and his giggling started anew. 
 
 *Jesus, I am never going to get him off the floor. * And like he heard me, David sprang up, grabbing the bag of gummy bears. 
 
 `` NO!'' I slapped them out of his hands as he went for another one. 
 
 `` But why? They're soooooooo good.'' He reached for the bag on the floor and I grabbed his shoulders, easily pushing him back into the upright position. His pupils were as big as his grin. 
 
 `` Because they are mine and you already ate some without asking.'' I softened my voice, I really did n't want to upset him, but he needed to stay away from my stuff. 
 
 It did n't work. 
 
 `` I'M SO SOOOOORRY AUNT AMYYYYYYYY!'' Fat tears rolled down his freckled cheeks and he sobbed pitifully into his hands. 
 
 *Of course I made him cry....Go me... * 
 
 `` It's alright bud, I'm not mad, hey, how about some ice cream and some soothing Planet Earth?'' 
 
 At the mention of ice cream he immediately perked up, and was out of his bedroom and down the stairs before I could turn around. 
 
 When I entered the kitchen he was on the floor, again in tears. 
 
 `` What's wrong Buddy?'' I knelt down to look in his face. 
 
 `` The *hic* fridge told me *sniffle* that there was no ice creaaaaaaaaaaaaaaam!'' His sobbing intensified and I resisted the urge to giggle at his plight. 
 
 Before I could stop myself, I said something incredibly stupid. 
 
 `` Do n't cry bud, why do n't we go down tot he corner store and grab a few pints?'' 
 
 *Shit. * 
 
 His cherubic face beamed at me, his tears forgotten. 
 
 `` AN ADVENTURE!!!!!!!'' He rushed into the foyer, slamming into a couple of walls in his haste. 
 
 `` Please kill me.'' I muttered, staring up at whatever God there was, who was surely laughing at me. 
 
 When I went to pull my boots on David was already prepared to leave, and bouncing on the tips of his toes, staring intently at a dying houseplant in the front window of their home. 
 
 `` Are we walking Aunt Amy, or are you going to driiiiiiiive us?'' He giggled. `` Your car looks like an eggplant.'' And the gates of laughter burst open again, and David was again fighting for his breath. There was no way we were walking anywhere with him like this. 
 
 
 `` I'm driving us, I want to get back pretty fast.'' 
 
 `` It'll be hard to drive an eggplant!'' 
 
 `` Just....Let's go.'' I took his hand and we walked to my ugly purple PT Cruiser. 
 
 As soon as he was inside and buckled in he began to hum about sitting in an eggplant, and how much dryer it was on the inside than he was expecting. I was just hoping to survive the day, and not have the police called on me. 
 
 The whole way to the small convenience store his nose was literally pressed to the glass, the contents of his nostrils available for all passersby to see. 
 
 `` Those guys are walking backwards. The trees are sparkly today, and why are the squirrels yelling?'' 
 
 `` Not sure David, maybe they just like to.'' 
 
 He nodded sagely. 
 
 `` Well I just hope they do n't hear us talking about them, because then we would be surrounded.....furrounded.'' He burst into giggles and I rolled my eyes at the terrible word play. 
 
 `` We made it.'' I said this more for myself than David, but he was vibrating in his seat with excitement. 
 
 As soon as I was out of my seat he was out of the car and through the doors, immediately making his way to the freezers in the back of the small store. 
 
 I watched the brunette head of hair weave through the aisles, and come to a dead stop before the mesmerizing slushy machines. Their neon colored undulations hypnotizing David in his elevated state. I slowly approached him as not to startle him, and he was pressed so close to the blue raspberry slush that his eyeballs were almost touching the Plexiglas. 
 
 `` David?'' 
 
 `` Forget the ice cream, I want a cup of magic.'' He did n't turn to look at me, he did n't avert his eyes from the glowing blue swirls. `` A big one.'' 
 
 `` Well you will have to move, I ca n't pour it with you standing there.'' Begrudgingly he moved back and I slid the cup under the spigot. 
 
 `` You wan na pour it?'' David's head bobbed so hard I thought it would snap his neck, and with tentative hands he pressed down on the lever, spilling out the raspberry drink. 
 
 `` I AM THE MOST POWERFUL OF MAGICIAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNSSSSS!'' He screamed out and ululated loudly, causing every human in the building to look our way. 
 
 Quickly, as to avoid further exposure I hustled him to the ice cream case, where I grabbed a few favorites and a box of popsicles. 
 
 The clerk looked at us oddly as she took my cash, her eyes mostly fixed on the boy with the lidless slushy who was simply staring into the blue ice. She bagged our items and we sprinted out, forgetting the receipt, it was n't like I was going to return the stuff. 
 
 Once in the car I breathed a small sigh of relief, and before long we were pulling back into the driveway of my sister's home. David had not spoken or looked up from the blue slushy since I had placed it in his hands. 
 
 With little coaxing I got him into the house and onto the couch. I wrapped him in a blanket and popped in an episode of Planet Earth. 
 
 He continued to stare into his drink until he was pulled from it by the sounds of a troop of monkeys on the television. Intently he watched them whoop and holler, occasionally lowering his mouth to slurp at his drink. 
 
 I sat beside him, watching both him and the program, eating small bites of mint chocolate chip ice cream. It would seem he was becoming slightly more calm as he watched the animals on the tele, and I took the opportunity to relax a bit. 
 
 Until David decided to launch himself out of the blankets and at me, giggling uncontrollably and gesturing to the television. 
 
 `` JESUS! David what is it?!'' He snorted a giggle and pointed to the monkeys on the screen, who had surrounded another animal. 
 
 `` They have him.....FURROUNDED!'' 
 
 
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