Lost, then Found in the Rain

    He'd had a bad day and just needed something to make him feel better. Unfortunately, the thing that could make him feel better was a mile away lost in a storm drain. Nicholas was playing at Arthur's house, in the storm drain down the hill. They were in a phase where they would go exploring in the drain and see how far they could go without letting the claustrophobia affect them.
    So far they'd only been able to make it past one junction. When he arrived home this last evening, he realized he had left his Macho Rocko toy in the drain in the hurry of shuffling backwards to get out.
    Today was supposed to be the amusement park field trip, but it was cancelled due to rain, so Nicholas and Arthur were sitting in school like a regular day. Except it wasn't even a regular day because even recess had to be taken inside. Nicholas had lost all hope for the day, so by the time school was over he trudged along to the doors trying to think about tomorrow. As he passed through the doorway Arthur exclaimed "Nick! It stopped raining! I wonder what the drain is like today?"
    Nicholas perked up at the idea. All the rain meant there would probably still be water rushing out of the drain; It would be like wild rapids they'd have to navigate.
    Arthur and Nicholas ran to the hill by Arthur's house and sure enough, the was still a bunch of water flowing from the pipe. "Let's go!" they cried, and their imaginations took them away.
    As they were playing, Nicholas had completely forgotten about his bad day, and about losing Macho Rocko. When it was Nicholas' turn to be "saved" by Arthur, though, something hit him right in the head.         "Macho Rocko!" Nicholas shouted.
    "The water brought him all the way back out! Good thing we came today, Nick!" Arthur said.
    "Definitely!" Nicholas smiled, holding Macho Rocko up; a trophy for their heroic deeds as rescuers in the deluge.

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