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Here is the final chapter of the series. If you missed either of the first two chapters, here are the links.
As Chapter 2 wraps up, Rebel’s curiosity is bring him more and more trouble. In the meantime, the three bears are nearly back home.
With one hot tub left to check out, Rebel cautiously approaches. He feels the warm water beckoning him to jump in . . . and he does, clothes and all! The steamy water feels just right as he slumps down in the perfectly sized tub. Hmm, he feels like he could stay here forever.
Soon, the perfectly heated water serenades Rebel to sleep. His long trip away from home has left him more fatigued than he realizes.
A few minutes later the Bears arrive back home. Finished with their walk, yet famished, each of them looks forward to enjoying a warm breakfast bowl of porridge with some of the berries that they harvested during their uneventful walk.
“What’s this!” Papa Bear roars with frustration and anger.
In the front yard, all three bears witness the carnage done to their treasured four-wheelers. In shock and disappointment, Papa Bear sees that his machine has moved a few feet from its accustomed parking spot, its headlight has been left on, and a huge blob of bubble gum is stuck to the seat. Mama Bear, in disbelief, agonizes that one of her back tires is flat.
Junior Bear screams, “Who crashed my bike into the maple tree?”
Sure enough, Junior Bear’s four-wheeler is crumbled like an accordion against the magnificent tree, which now sports a nasty divot in its massive trunk.
Papa Bear’s temper is beginning to swell as the family proceeds into the house. In the living room, they find that their sturdy, comfortable chairs are untouched. “Thank goodness for that,” whispers Papa Bear in a quiet, uncertain voice.
“Oh my dear!” Mama Bear cries out as her eyes scan the rest of the room.
The three view the damage done to their prized video screens. Paper Bear finds his remote . . . well, at least the shattered pieces left on the floor. Mama Bear stands over her smashed video screen, which is lying upside down on the floor. Both are feeling their usual calm demeanor heating up into a fiery rage.
Junior Bear frantically surveys the room and cannot find his brand new mobile game device. He growls, “Someone is going to pay for this!”
Now all three of the Red-Neck Bears feel their emotions burning hot—nearly as red as the scarves that are tied around their necks. Junior Bear runs upstairs to the bedrooms, looking for his game device. Sadly, he returns downstairs empty-handed, but he reports that their bedrooms appear untouched.
Hurrying through the kitchen, the family barely notices the full bowls of cooling porridge waiting on the table for their starving appetites. Their hunting instincts lead them all out the door into the backyard.
Papa Bear walks up to his gigantic hot tub, and he finds a pair of beat-up sneakers and dirty socks lying on the ground. Hmm, someone has been in the backyard, too. Mama Bear hurries to her tub, and she immediately finds Junior Bear’s gaming device drowned and dead at the bottom. She begins to “bear” her teeth.
“Mama, Papa! yells Junior Bear. The Bears surround the final and smallest hot tub. Sleeping in the tub is Rebel, the thirteen-year old, delinquent boy, who has turned their tranquil and contented world upside down.
All three of the Bears hiss and growl! Their razor-sharp teeth are showing, and their ferocious claws look ready to carve up the skinny, teenage boy from the big city.
Jumping up awake in an instant, Rebel takes one look, and his final expression says it all. He is frightened, and his face turns totally white with terror. Will he be the Bears’ morning meal?
Screaming, he jumps out of the hot tub and rushes back into the woods—barefooted and soaking wet!
Rebel continues running all the way home. When he reaches his destination and safety, he tumbles into his warm bed—exhausted from his frightening ordeal and escape from certain death. He has never felt so frightened or tired. Sleep overtakes him almost immediately.
But hang on . . . the story is not finished yet!
Several hours later, Rebel wakes up from a deep sleep as the morning has started without him. He quickly realizes that he has been dreaming the strangest of all hallucinations. His shoes are scattered in a corner of his disheveled room. His dry clothes and socks are piled on a chair, and he is wearing his worn and faded “Three Bears” pajamas. Everything looks and feels just right. He sighs and smiles . . . being home feels just right!
Meanwhile back in the woods, the Bears have returned from their usual morning walk. Their four-wheelers, waiting for an afternoon ride, are perfectly parked in a straight line in the front yard. In the living room, the furniture and video equipment look like they are ready for another day of use. Junior Bear looks out the kitchen window, and he is already thinking of some hot tub time after breakfast.
The Bears’ morning is going just right. Their world is unspoiled here deep in the woods.
Their porridge has cooled, and it tastes just right. Everything else looks and feels just right . . . except!
Junior Bear walks past the kitchen counter and discovers three red-colored scarves resting there. He asks, “Where did these red scarves come from?”
