"Yahoo!" You cheer as you sail your sailboard up a wave.
"Check Mr king of the waves here," your friend, Mikey, calls out.
"You're just jealous of my moves," you reply with a smirk.
"Oh yeah, so jealous," he rolls his eyes.
"Come on slowpokes," your second friend, Ryan, shouts, "you're falling behind!" You move your board to pick up speed in order to catch up, Mikey does the same.
"I have to admit, it was awesome for your mum to invite us down here for the holidays," Mikey informs.
"Yeah, your mum rocks!" Ryan adds.
"Well what's the use of having a beach house if you have no one to stay in it?" you reason. The three of you continue until you notice a drastic shift in the wind, the sky goes dark as odd coloured clouds fill the sky.
"What's happening?" Mikey asks.
"I'm not sure but it can't be good," you reply.
"Sails down!" Ryan orders, the three of you drop your sails just as the wind begins to pick up and the waves thrash around violently. Strange lights glow in the sky as the wind rushes by you, blocking all other sound. The storm lasts for about five minutes before everything returns back to normal. Your friends look around, shocked about what had happened.
"Did anyone else find that too weird?" Ryan asks.
"I think that's enough windsurfing for one day," you suggest. You hoist your sail and make a beeline back to shore. Once you make it to land you pack up and decide to go eat some lunch before walking back home, you stop at a fish and chips shop and buy your food, eating it quickly.
You walk through the front door of your beach house and flop on the couch. Your friends follow and the three of you flick through channels.
"has storms like that ever happened before?" Ryan asks, curious.
"Not that I know of," you reply, "I don't know what it was."
"You know what was weird, do you remember the guy who gave us our food? The one who looked about our age?" Mikey asks. You and Ryan nod your heads. "Well I'm not 100% sure but that guy had something puffy around his waist."
"You're saying he wore a diaper?" Ryan asks.
"Either that or several pairs of underwear," Mikey adds.
"Not everyone has control over that stuff you know," you reply. You hear someone enter and turn to see your mum, she walks into the lounge room and looks at you and your friends.
"What do you think you're doing?" she shouts, your friends and you look at each other for a second before back at your mum. She ran up and pulled your pants out, you yelp as she does and jump back. "I told you what I'd do the next time I saw you without a diaper."
"Wait what?" Mikey asks, shocked.
"Get to the bathroom now, all three of you!" your mum shouts. You all look at each other, completely confused, she shouts again and you all jump up and head to the bathroom. Inside the bathroom is a large stack of diapers as well as a changing mat.
"This just got really weird," Ryan mentions as he walks into the room.
"Be thankful I caught you before you had any accidents, if any of you had an accident on my couch it would be twenty spanks each," your mother rants.
"Ok, so who's the alien who decided to go trick or treating as your mum?" Mikey asks, leaning over.
"Alright, who's getting spanked first?" your mum asks. "Someone come up or I'll triple all your spankings!"
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