Title: Secret Window…Secret Door…Secret Bathroom
Author: The Secret Toasty Pirate (me!!)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Emily and Brittany are out of corn! Gasp! And all the supermarkets on the face of the earth have burned down! All except one…convientley located in…dun dun dun…Tashmore Lake!

Chapter One

Where's all the corn gone?

"Brittany," moaned Emily, searching through the fridge. "You're all out of corn on the cob!"

Brittany walked into the dark kitchen. Emily was staying the night with Brittany, and the two girls had elected to stay home while Brittany's parents had gone out.

"We don't keep our corn in the fridge, Emily," said Brittany, looking through some cabinets. "But you are right. We're out of corn."

Emily slammed the fridge door shut in a furious rage and stormed out of the room. Here we go, thought Brittany, walking after her. She'd gone outside on the porch.

Brittany stepped outside onto the porch, shutting the door behind her. It was rather dark outside, and only a few street lamps that lined the road were lit. Emily was pacing back and forth, and she appeared to be deep in thought. "Emily." No answer. "Emily!" No answer. "EM—Jeremy?"

Emily stopped pacing and snapped her head up. "What did you say?"

Brittany pointed at the road. Jeremy Blankenship, a friend of theirs, was walking up the road, accompanied by David Dillon, another friend, both of whom were carrying…torches. They approached Brittany's house.

"My mom made me come over to ask if you had any corn on the cob," said Jeremy. Brittany raised her eyebrow, and her left eye twitched, but Emily gasped.

"Actually, no!" she exclaimed. "We were going to go to Tashmore Lake and buy some!"

Brittany had BOTH eyebrows raised now. "What? Why Tashmore Lake?"

Emily shrugged. "Because Krogers burned down," she said simply.

"What about Wal-Mart?"

"Burned."

"Foodfair?"

"Burned."

"Seven Eleven?" added Jeremy.

Emily gave him an irritated look. "They don't sell corn on the cob. But it still burned."

They stared at her. No one dared question her explanation.

"How are you getting there?" asked David.

"We," corrected Emily, "are going to hijack a car, drive it to Tashmore Lake, get some corn on the cob, and drive back to Barboursville."

The three others were silent as they stared at her once more. Brittany's eye was twitching again. Emily examined her fingernails serenely, and said (more to her fingernails then anyone else), "Well…what are we waiting for? Jeremy can drive…since he can drive a drivey lawn mower properly. There's a wonderful little red car I noticed down the street that looks very easy to hotwire."

"No," said David. "No freaking way I will go all the freaking way to freaking Tashmore Lake to get freaking corn on the FREAKIN' COB!"

Emily's eyes glazed over. "Then we'll just have to MAKE YOU!"

No more questions or comments were uttered as the four teenagers walked to the red car down the street. And, it turned out, there was no need for hotwiring. The doors were unlocked and the key was in the ignition. What utter morons, thought Emily, opening the back door and climbing in, followed by a reluctant Brittany. Jeremy sat in the driver's seat and David in the passenger seat.

"Alright," said Jeremy, starting the car. "Let's go!"

A/N Thus, the journey begins! Kind of short...but whatever. The next chapter will include big red buttons, flying cars, and a lonely house in Tashmore Lake. Mort's house? Read on, children!