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For those who are following this story, here is the next installment. If this is your first time reading, please read the first one and it will help make sense of the story. Thanks for reading my ongoing tale.


After breakfast, Mrs. Burns and the Kids cleared the dining room table. All the dishes were put on the kitchen counter, Ricky placed me there beside them. It seems that it was Ricky's job to wash the dishes. He filled the sink with warm water and squirted in some Ivory soap. As he quickly moved his hands back and forth bubbles started to form. I could tell he was enjoying this a lot. Much to my pleasure, Ricky place me in the warm water. Initially I was floating but then as he held me under the water I could feel my air escaping to the surface. Now don't worry, pop bottles don't need air in the same way as humans. Ricky lifted me high out of the water and allowed the warm water to pour out of me, I felt like a waterfall. As my contents made contact with the waters surface it created even more bubbles. The next thing he did was rinse me out with fresh water from the tap. I was shiney bright clean and he placed me on the counter where I could watch him finish washing the dishes.

It was his brother and sister's job to dry the dishes. Teresa picked me up and dried me off with a soft cloth. It felt soft against my glass and I sparkled in a wonderful way. Teresa asked what she should do with me and Ricky said to just leave me on the counter. As Roy was drying some dishes he accidentally knocked me over. I could feel myself falling, if I could cry out I would have. Somehow Ricky noticed and he stuck his foot out to block my fall. I felt the pain Ricky felt as I struck his foot. Thankfully I did not break and I could tell Ricky was happy as well. Roy reached down and picked me back up and said he was sorry. Ricky's pain was subsiding and he said it was okay.

After the dishes were done, Ricky rummaged through some drawers. He was looking for a cork, after a few minutes he managed to find one. He tried to place it in my opening but it was too large. This didn't seem to deter Ricky, he found a sharp knife and started to whittle  the end of the cork. He kept at it until it fit perfectly in my opening. Ricky then went to the Fridge and grabbed some Grape Juice filling me up to the top. Yum yum I loved this new flavor, not as good as orange but purple is pretty darn good. Then Ricky placed the cork and I was perfectly sealed. I was so excited because it meant I could go with him. This would be a very good day.
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