My sister Kato and I have been on the road since six this morning, and frankly I'm surprised we aren't trying to kill each other yet. After a bunch of games consisting of would you rather and who would win in a fight, we had lapsed into peaceful silence, that is until I realized I was lost.
"Okay K, do you want to hear the good news or the crappy news?"
"Well how about the bad new first, I'm in such a good mood right now that I don't think anything can upset me." she said while bouncing in the seat high on pixie sticks.
Yeah and that is where she would be wrong. I almost don't want to tell her and burst her bubble. Almost. "We're lost."
"What the heck Kisa?! How can you be lost, we were following the map and, and-" she looks around, finally seeing that we aren't on the highway anymore, "Shit."
"You could say that again. But don't despair, you forget about my good news." I say grinning at her.
"What could possibly be good about being lost?"
"We are on our way to AnimeIowa, duh, and I have a box of pocky. Think of this as our anime adventure."
"We may never get there with you driving."
"Shut it baka."
"Your the one that got us lost idiot."
"So? You are supposed to be the navigator."
"..."
"Ha! I win." I say pointing at her and laughing maniacally. She shoots a glare at me but I ignore her and focus back on the road. There are so many fields in Iowa! Though I have to admit that it is way better to drive through than Nebraska, I never knew a state could be so boring. Here's a field, there's a field, and another little field. As my inner monologue was singing about fields, I guess I must have zoned out because the next thing I know, Kato is poking my cheek.
"Kisa?" Poke.
"Hey, Kisa?" Poke, poke.
"What?"
"Kisa-chan?" Poke.
I narrow my eyes and glare at the road. " We aren't there yet."
"I wasn't going to ask that."
"What then?" I ask, glancing at her from the corner of my eye.
"Can we please pull over and stretch our legs? We've been in this thing for hours, my legs are starting to cramp up." she pleads. Oh no, she has the puppy dog face. Don't look her in the eyes Kisa, don't look into those big blue crying eyes. We need to get unlost and to AnimeIowa. I need to…
My shoulders sag as I feel all resistance being sucked out of me through that darn look. "Fine." I mumble as I pull into one of the many driveways leading into one of the many fields out here in the middle of bloody freaking nowhere Iowa. As soon as I turn off the engine, Kato shoots out of the car and starts running around in circles shouting that she was free. I roll my eyes and reach into the glove compartment for my map. Perhaps it was time for me to yield and look for how to get to Coralville.
Right about now I wish that I had a phone with GPS and not my dumb one. Kato goes streaking by me singing Superstar, que inner facepalm. How am I related to her? Let's see here, so I should have turned there. Holy shit. We are actually really close.
"Hey Kato! Guess wha-" as I turn around to give her the good news I trip over a rock that I didn't see due to the wretched map. I fall toward the ditch, but instead of meeting the ground at the bottom, I fall through a large hole.
"Kisa? Where are you?" Kato calls out running over to where I had last been standing at the edge of the driveway scrutinizing the map. She trips over the same rock (said rock starts to laugh evilly) that I had stumbled over and plummets into the hole after me.
