DRAKE:

"Gothcha bitch!" I yelled as I hit Eb in the chest with a paintball.

"Oh, you'll pay for that Jones!" Eb yelled as he shot one at Drake. Just then Punk came into the room.

"Would ya'll take those stupid things outside?" just as she said that I ducked and a paintball hit her right in the face. The room got really quiet as Me and Eb waited for Punk to explode.

Then I yelled at the top of his lungs "Run!" Me and Eb took off running as a small table hit Eb in the back. He fell to the floor and held his chest, breathing oddly.

"Go on without me, man. I was meant to die alone."

"No! I can't live without you!" I flung himself over Eb and pretended to sob. We always did stupid shit like this. It never meant anything. Punk looked at us like we were on crack.

"I sware I'm adopted." We both smiled at her and laughed loudly getting cramps in our sides.

Eb smiles at me "She looked like a damn smurf."

I smile my classic smile "Yeah, but don't let her hear that she'd kill you in cruel and painful ways."

"You don't gotta tell me. I'm the one that had to sleep outside last night because I said her make-up made her look dead."

If only I could tell him...but I can't. If he even thought I felt that way...my thoughts got interrupted by Punk screaming from the kitchen, or maybe it was Meshrew. Their screams both sound feminine to me. I don't like Mesh very much. Eb and I went in there. What a nice ass...okay I really need to quit thinkin' about stuff like that. When we went into the kitchen I saw what Punk was screaming about. Apparently Meshrew dropped her golden ring down the sink.

"I'm sorry Punk! It was an accident!"

"I don't fucking care! Get it!"

"What?"

"Go get it!" Punk screams and shoves him towards the sink.

"Punk, leave Meshrew alone." Eb said tiredly.

"Yeah let us take care of him." I smiles wickedly at Meshrew. I just love to beat him.

"Exactly how are you going to be taking care of him?" Eb says and raises an eyebrow.

"How I took care of your momma last night." I said smirking at him.

Eb rolled his eyes and pulled up his sleeve. "Let me get this damn thing out before princess Punk breaks out in hives."

"Yeah, be your sister's knight in greasy hair 'cause I sure ain't gonna be," I said going back into the living room. I felt a cigarette hit me on the back of the neck. I smiled back at him in spite of myself.

A/N:

Yes, these are the same characters as in Winding Roads to Nowhere but it is a completely different senerio. Anything that happens in Winding Roads HAS NOT happened in here unless it has been written in this fanfic.

Over and out, bitch!