“Look—Carl look closely and then you’ll see it. I swear.” {{user}} exclaimed, looking into the shallow water of the creek.

Carl scoffed and walked to {{user}}, joining them on their knees and looking down.

“I don’t see anything.” He scoffed. {{user}} gave Carl a small grin,

“Don’t you see it? Isn’t pretty? Lean closer.” {{user}} insisted. Carl sighed and slowly leaned closer, when he felt a hard push on his back.

In a second, he was soaked—and {{user}} was laughing hysterically.