We receive the instructions in the mailbox the next morning and we all gather around to hear it after Mike has freed it from Don's tentacles and opens it.

"A child's room is where you scare, but avoid the toxicity lurking there," he reads.

"Wait a minute," Sulley interrupts, grabbing the card, "Where do they want us to meet?

**That night**

Art walks ahead and then blurts out, "Of all the sewers on campus, this one has always been my favorite."

I grimace and Terry asks, "You've been here before?"

"I have a life outside the house, you know," Art answers, indignant.

"This was a terrible idea," I mutter under my breath.

Sulley glances at me, and I wonder if he heard me.

We step forward into a cavern and see all the fraternities and sororities gathered in the center, facing a stage that holds Esther and her whacko friend. She's the President of the Greek Council you know. And the whacko nut job is Vice President.

"Welcome to your worst nightmare, THE SCARE GAMES!" He shouts.

"Let's hear it for the frats and sororities competing in this year's games! Jaws Theta Chi!"

Their leader takes a board and breaks it over his head. They call him Big Red and I never really liked him. Actually, I never really liked any of my brother's friends or his competition, though I must admit I have warmed up to Sulley a tiny, tiny bit. Anyone who helps me escape my brother is, well, not so bad, I guess.

"Python Nu Kappa!"

A group of pretty, pink and purple monsters who seem friendly. Trust me, they're not.

"Slugma Slugma Kappa!"

A collection of athletic female monsters who huddle together and cheer.

"Roar Omega Roar!"

My brother and his stupid team comprised of jerks. The crowd cheers loudest for them. They are the top scarers. Wealthy, privileged, and with the biggest fan base (obviously).

"Eta Hiss Hiss!"

A group of Goth-looking monsters that, no surprise, hisses when their name is called.

Whacko Nut Job says, "And finally… Oozma Kappa…"

No doubt we look small and pathetic. No one cheers except one lone, shrill cheer coming from up above.

"Yay, WOHOO!" Sherry shouts.

"Hi Mom!" Squishy yells.

"Smile!" She snaps a picture.

Mike sighs. I think he's starting to see us the way I see us. I'm not my brother, but I've been around him and his jock friends long enough to see monsters my way and their way. The way they view us right now is… I'm not going to say. It's too pathetic.

Whacko Nut Job (now officially WNJ) yells, "Let's begin the first completion: the toxicity challenge!"

Esther takes over, "Human children are toxic," she points to a crude drawing of children's toys, "and anything they touch is toxic!"

"We don't have any human toys, but thanks to MU's biology department, we've found a close second: the stinging glow urchin!"

A MU biology cooler is opened and, with a metal claw, Esther pulls out a spikey, glowing, orb. The rest of the crowd recoils in fear.

WNJ yells, "Trust me when I say you are not going to want to touch this bad boy!"

"I want to touch it."

I look at Art in disbelief.

"And you certainly don't want to touch any of its friends!" Esther says.

We all look to the entrance of a tunnel, which is filled with thousands of urchins scattered along the floor and hanging from the ceiling.

"Yeah, I want to touch 'em."

I look Art in the eyes, trying to reason with him.

"No, Art, you don't. They will HURT. Badly, and then you will be disqualified. Do you understand?"

He nods, as if in a trance.

"Good." I tune back in, feeling Johnny's eyes on me.

"This is the starting line. The light at the end of the tunnel is the finish line," WNJ says.

"…And whoever comes in last will be eliminated from the games."

I feel something tickle in my brain and realize something. There's no better way to prove to Johnny that I can take care of myself, than to do this. Something takes over my mind, and my eyes are on the glow urchins, calculating distance, pathways, and strategy.

We line up at the line.

I look over at Mike, who is reassuring Squishy that we're going to win because he's going to win the race for us. Then he and Sulley start bickering again.

"Attention teams! One last thing: Scarers work in the dark," Esther says with an evil smile as she pulls a switch and the lights go out in the tunnel.

Squishy moans, "I wanna go home…"

"On your marks!"

I hear a hiss. Stupid PNKs.

"Get set."

Mike and Sulley glare at each other one last time.

"GO!"

And we're off.

Art runs off in front and takes a giant leap towards the glow urchins and lands in the middle of a group of them. That is disaster number one, especially when he inflates like a balloon and cries out in pain.

Mike and Sulley run fast, ignoring everyone else, but dodging the urchins.

I'm going to spare you the rest of the story. Long story short we were eliminated after Mike and Sulley crossed the line but left everyone else behind. However, Jaws Theta Chi was eliminated for using illegal protective gel.

So, we're back in!

Oh, and I might mention that everything was worth it when I saw Johnny's face after he realized that I hadn't gotten hit with a single glowing urchin.

**The Next Day**

Mike stands like a drill sergeant and we all stand at attention in front of him on the steps. Well, all of us except Sulley, who lounges against a tree.

"Okay, listen up Oozmas! Now we're going to have to start winning these things together, so that means I'm gonna need each of you to pull your own weight," Mike informs us.

Squishy appears behind him and Mike jumps.

"Mike."

"Ah! What is it?" He asks.

"We've made a list of our strengths and weaknesses."

Don steps up. "In high school, I was the master of the "silent scare." Why, I could sneak up on a field mouse in a pillow factory."

Don tries to sneak along the sidewalk on his hands and knees, but his tentacles stick to the ground and make loud popping noises every time Don tries to move.

"Sorry," he apologizes, "they get stickier when I'm sweaty. Oh my gosh, that's terrible. Wait, no, no…"

Mike, Sulley, and I just stare at him.

Terry pulls a deck of playing cards out of his sleeve and begins to shuffle them quickly with Terri.

"We're experts in the ancient craft of close-up magic," he says.

Terri joins him, acting mysterious, "It's all about misdirection."

Cards spill out of Terri's sleeve and Terry sighs, embarrassed. I raise an eyebrow. This is a whole new level of… coughlamecough. Sorry, frog in my throat.

Art speaks up.

"I have an extra toe," he laughs, "Not with me, of course."

Mike calls out to quiet the team. "Guys, one slipup in the next event and we're goners. So, for this to work, I'm going to need you to have… and bury it. Deep, deep, down." He crumples up the list they gave him, and throws it over his shoulder.

"Done," Art deadpans, and I think he's being serious.

"From now on, we are of one mind; my mind," Mike continues.

"Oh, please," Sulley rolls his eyes.

"I will tell you what to do and how to do it," Mike instructs them.

Sounding a tad unsure of themselves, the rest of the team agrees.

"Alright, give me scary steps! Fifty up and down! Right now, let's go!"

I roll my eyes as Don, Terri, Terry, Art, and Squishy jump to do as he says. I step down to join Sulley and Mike.

"You're wasting your time. We need a new team." Sulley says, frustrated.

"We can't just get a new team," Mike scoffs, and then goes serious, "It's against the rules. I checked this morning."

"Excuse me, you did what?" I demand.

"Not you Aura," Mike assures me.

Sulley keeps talking, "What if we disguise the new team to look like the old team?"

I put my hands on my hips and Mike looks stubborn.

"Oh, no, no, no, no. We are not cheating."

I nod, and start to say, "Besides-" but am run over by Sulley.

"It's not cheating, I'm just, you know, leveling the playing field…"

We stare at him.

"Okay, so it's kind of cheating! But what do you want me to do? They're not exactly the scariest group in the world." He points to the monsters who have been distracted from their training and are now crowded around Squishy.

"Oh, a ladybug! Make a wish! Make a wish!" Squishy says excitedly.

Art blows it off Squishy's arm and they all laugh, watching it fly away.

I release a breath of air.

"This is not going to work," Sulley says as he leaves.

"Where are you going?" Mike protests, "We're training!"

"I'm a Sullivan."

"That's not enough! You're all over the place, you're charging ahead when you need to-"

"Eh, b-b-b-b-bep. You tell them what to do. Not me. So long, coach."

Mike watches, concerned, as Sulley heads off.

"Okay, Oozmas-"

He turns and jumps. Squishy is standing right behind him.

"Boy we need to get you a bell."

Mike turns to the rest of them and pulls out an envelope from the Scare Games and reads it.

"Listen up! 'If a kid hears you coming, they'll call mom or dad. Then you better run fast, or things will get bad.'"

"Huh?" Art's confused already.

I slap a hand to my face and hold in a groan. I must remind myself that this is not ROR I'm working with anymore. This is not a group of monsters that will test my abilities to the limit. This is a whole new group of monsters, called amateur.

Be nice, I tell myself, it's not their fault.

Mike explains, "In the next event, if even one of us gets caught, we're all out. So remember, do EXACTLY what I do."

They nod.

"Class dismissed," Mike says and they all meander off.

I nudge him, "Is this really a good idea, Mike?"

"Sure it is! I know what I'm doing. Which is why I want you to get the flag."

"What?"

"Come on, Aura. As much as I hate to admit it, you're the best one on the team. You're me and Sulley mixed together. You've got knowledge and creepiness. You've lived at this place a long time from what I've heard, and frankly, I don't know why you aren't on ROR's team!"

"Actually-"

"Yeah, I know it's because of your brother, but hey! Imagine if he weren't there! You would be their first choice in an instant, and everyone knows it. You could give your brother a run for his money when it comes to scaring, and I believe you're either aware of it and you hide it well and are extremely humble, or you've been put down a whole lot in your life," he takes a breath, "So, Aura, tell me: are you in?"

I sigh, but nod.

"Yeah, sure, I'm in."

"Good, because I know you can do it. Now, here's the plan…"

**Library, Competition**

I watch as my team sneaks through the library behind Mike. He's letting them believe that they're getting the flag, but really, he's just keeping them busy while I grab it. In all honesty, I was against it, but Mike being Mike, he convinced me that it was the only way and then I was hypnotized (not really, but I really have no idea how he got me talking) into telling him about how well I knew the library and exactly how much time I spend there on a daily/weekly basis. He was overjoyed and the rest was easy from there.

I let out a breath and glance at the librarian who gives me a small smile. She knows me ad loves me because, I'll admit, I do help her enforce the rules sometimes and because all the books I return to her are always on time and always in pristine condition. I've even donated a few of my old books to her when my shelves have gotten too full and I volunteer here quite a bit.

I feel Johnny's eyes on me as I sneak ahead of the rest of the team and to a "secret" staircase that no one ever uses except me to get to the Human section in my "hidden" alcove of bookshelves. Some of the ROR team knows about it, at least the ones who've gotten me from the library before, but they don't realize that it's directly under the flags. It doesn't matter; they've just gotten their flag and are exiting, except for Johnny that is, who stays behind to watch me.

Once I've gotten there, I need to figure out how to climb up. I shift a few books over and step up onto the shelf, climbing quickly. My dark clothing, as always, blends into the shadows until I hit light and by then I've almost grabbed it-

I feel a shove and I lose my grip. Suddenly I'm hurtling towards the hard wood floor. I hold in a shriek as it nears.

Time slows down and, just in time, I'm able to grab a railing and swing down, landing softly. I look up to see one of the Eta Hiss Hiss girls looking down at me. They grab their flag and leave.

I look over to Johnny. His eyes are wide and he's staring at me with fear in his eyes, but when our eyes meet he looks away. I see him look at the Hiss girl and narrows his eyes. I cringe. And then remember my mission to grab the flag.

I realize that while I've almost died chaos has erupted in the library.

Mike, Don, Art, Terry, Terri, and Sulley are all distracting the librarian… by trashing the library. I close my eyes tightly and count to 5, mentally apologizing to the books and to the poor librarian. Gotta move.

Then I see Squishy, kind of hanging back along the edges. And I get an idea.

**2 Minutes Later, Outside the Library**

"Woo! We did it!" Art cheers.

"No, we didn't!" Mike snaps, "We forgot Aura and the flag!"

I shove Squishy forward. He speaks.

"Mike?"

Mike jumps and turns.

I smile and wave from behind Squishy and Squishy holds up the flag.

"Way to go, Squishy!" Oozma cheers for him.

Mike and Sulley stand there.

Mike looks at me, "How…?" he asks.

I grin, and then say in unison with Terri, "Misdirection."

Then we fist bump and I collapse into laughter as the EEK team comes flying out of the library roof.

"Yeah!" I shout. "We did it!"

WNJ yells, "The EEKs have been eliminated and Oozma Kappa lives to scare another day!"

The Oozmas start chanting, "We're OK! We're OK! We're OK! We're OK! We're OK!"

**Late afternoon, walking home to the house**

"I've never felt so alive! Aura, when you swung me up, it was like flying! How'd you know it would work?" He exclaimed, watching me with a kind of awe.

I shrug. "It was a hunch."

"We were awesome!" Terri says.

Sulley's the only one who isn't celebrating.

"Okay, look, that wasn't real scaring."

"Well it's better than what you did," Mike retaliated, "You should have stuck to my strategy."

"Guys, stop-" I try.

"Whatever, talk to me when we start the real scaring."

Mike frowns, but just as we make it to the house a car pulls up filled with members of the PNKs.

One of them calls out, "Hey, you guys going to the party?"

Squishy shakes his head, "Oh, I think you've got the wrong guys. We don't get invited to-"

Mike covers his mouth, and looks at the girls.

"Party?"

"The mid-games mixers at the RORs!"

"It's for the top scare teams. You're one of us now, right?"

"See you there!"

Laughing, they drive off in their pink car. Mike looks at the Oozmas, who are looking at each other in shock.

Frankly, I'm not sure what to think of it. I don't believe that my brother would just randomly invite Oozma Kappa to a party at ROR fraternity house. It's not out of the goodness of his heart, I know that much. Though, what happened today shocked me.

I still can't believe that one of the other teams would try to intentionally hurt me. And suddenly it hits me; my whole time I've been here I've been with my brother, who people respect and fear. Some of them probably don't like me but have never been able to do anything because they were terrified of what my older brother would do to them. But now that I'm not living with him anymore, they've started to do things that they never would have dared to do previously. I know that rumors are probably flying around campus about me and Johnny and so people are testing their limits. Especially the other scare teams.

"Did you hear that?" Don asks.

"I can't believe it," Squishy says

"Uh-uh," Sulley disagrees, "Bad idea."

"This is great," Mike says, "They're finally seeing us as real scarers. We're going!"

"Mike, I have to agree with Sulley on this one. I don't think that Johnny-"

"Oh, relax, Aura. You worry too much. It's going to be great!"

I sigh. No, no it's not.

**On the steps of the ROR fraternity house**

It looks just like the parties that always happen. Lights are flashing and music blaring.

Don is rambling, "Do young people still dance? 'Cause my moves are a little rusty."

"Um, yeah, about that Don-" I stop.

"What was that, Aura?"

I look at him and let out a breath, "Nothing Don, absolutely nothing."

"Ah, we forgot to bring a hostess gift!" Terry says.

"We can't go in there without some scented candles!" Terri finishes.

"Calm down," Mike reassures them, "We earned this."

Squishy, who is beyond nervous, worries, "What if there's a lull in the conversation? I – I never know what to… you know…"

"Say?" Mike asks.

"How are you so good at this?" Squishy asks.

"Relax, Aura, this is going to be fine. Nothing's going to happen. You're just willingly entering the home of the one person who would like nothing more than to go his hands on you," I say quietly.

"And in we go!" Mike ushers us through the door.

As we enter the music stops and people turn to stare. I subtly step behind Sulley. After a few moments, Squishy gives a little wave.

"Hi…" he says.

"It's Oozma Kappa!" A monster shouts.

The room erupts into cheers.

I close my eyes in relief. Art looks at me and I smile and give him thumbs up.

He nods and then throws himself into the party. Literally.

Sulley is kept at the doorway for a few minutes by the crowd that is pushing against him. I tap him on the shoulder.

"Sulley, you gotta get moving. I'm back here and would like to be able to make a dash to my room."

"Sure thing, Aura. If I get to the stairs can you make it the rest of the way?"

"Yes," I reply, and Sulley starts to push forward.

"Excuse me, sorry there." He says as he squeezes past.

He's able to make it to the base of the stairs and I hop up on the first step.

"Thanks, Sulley," I thank him.

"You're welcome, Aura, but, uh, why don't you come and join us for a bit?"

"I couldn't possibly-"

"Come on. Just come for a little bit. I'll stay with you the whole time, okay?"

I smile, "Only if you promise, Sulley."

"I promise," He says.

"Alright, fine, I'll come, but just for a little bit," I yield.

I step back down and follow closely behind Sulley, keeping my head down, knowing that I've attracted stares already. Underlying the loud music and sounds of a party, whispers follow us.

"Is that Aurania Worthington?"

"Yeah, did you hear? She and her brother aren't on very good terms anymore. Ever since she joined Oozma Kappa."

"What a brat."

"I don't know. In a way I kind of sympathize with her."

"Still, she has some nerve to show up her."

"Does her brother know?"

"Probably. I hear he has her watched."

I roll my eyes. Sulley nudges me.

"Don't pay any attention to them," he says.

"Thank you, Sulley, I'm not."

"Hungry?"

"Yeah, but don't bother going to the snack bar. The stuff they put out is junk. I know where to get the good stuff," I smile. Johnny is going to hate me. Well, more than he already did, that is.

"Come on," I say, leading the way to the kitchen.

Once we get to the kitchen, I walk over to a counter and climb up on it.

I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Woah, Aura, careful."

"I'm fine, Sulley. I do this all the time."

I stand up and open the top cabinet. Stuffed into it are all kinds of chips and pre-wrapped cupcakes and cookies.

I grab a few bags and drop them down on the counter then lean back.

"Catch," I say suddenly to Sulley as I fall.

"Hey!" He protests but jumps forward to do so.

I land into a pair of furry arms and hop down.

"Thanks."

"How much do you weigh?" He asks me.

"Never ask a girl her weight, James P. Sullivan. But, if you must know, it's under 100. I was born small," I explain.

"Huh," he says, "You do that a lot?"

"What?"

"Jumping off random things and telling people at the last minute to catch you."

"I do-" I break off, "I use to do it to Johnny all the time. He hated it. Now, let's open some of these chips. I'm starving."

**10 minutes later, 3rd person POV**

Chet the giant crab sidles up to Johnny.

"Hey, Johnny, Aura's gotten into our secret stash and is passing it around to all of her friends."

"I'm going to murder her," Johnny mutters under his breath.

He moves to the right a little so that he can see her standing with her friends. She has a hand in a bag of his favorite chips and she's eating them ravenously.

He picks up snippets of the conversation.

"…Wow, Aura, you're really going through those. Isn't that your second bag?"

"I haven't ever seen you eat before!"

Obviously; she always eats a lot, though she does look a little thin.

"Have you even eaten anything while staying with us?"

"I have," Aura protests and they accept it.

Johnny shakes his head. "She's lying," he says quietly, "and they can't even pick up on it."

Chet says, "You want me to confiscate the food?"

"No," Johnny says quickly. At least she's eating something, "Turn on the lights and stop the music. Tell everyone to get ready. It's time."

Chet nods and scurries off.

Johnny snaps his fingers and Javier leans in to listen to what Johnny instructs him to do.

Aura's POV**

The music stops and lights come on. Johnny stands up on the "stage" and people cheer.

"Hey, quiet! Quiet! Quiet down! Alright, on behalf of the RORs, we'd like to congratulate all the teams that have made it this far," Johnny announces.

Everyone cheers and Johnny points to each of the teams.

"Alright, let's hear it for the PNKs!"

They hiss with their red eyes.

"Love that trick! Never gets old. HISS!" He calls, and I detect a tinge of bitterness in his voice.

"Very creepy! And finally, the surprise team of the scare games… Oozma Kappa! Come on over, guys! Now, I gotta admit fellas, I thought you were a bunch of nobodies, but boy was I wrong. Let's hear it for Oozma Kappa!"

Suddenly, I am grabbed from behind by four arms. Javier. I struggle, but then fall still as paint is dumped from the ceiling.

Johnny's smile turns evil and he finishes, "The most adorable monsters on campus."

Glitter confetti is shot at them. Another ROR throws a bucket of flowers at them.

"Johnny!" I yell and try to wriggle free, but I am held back by Javier.

Chet snaps a picture of my team and I growl. I mean, I really growl.

Everybody laughs at the Oozmas and Javier pulls me out of the room and into the hallway, which is now empty.

Johnny joins us and I pour every ounce of hurt, anger, and frustration I've ever felt towards him into one look. He almost flinches, but stays strong. He nods to Javier.

"You can let her go now. Thank you, Javier," He says.

Javier exits.

"You're thanking him for manhandling your sister?"

"Aurania, just listen to me-"

"No! Stop it, Johnny!"

"You stop it, Aura. You need to realize what's going on here. You should be thankful that I just saved you from getting paint dumped on you."

"I should thank you?" I ask incredulously, "You just humiliated my team!"

"That is not your team. That was never your team!"

"I'm not listening to you anymore, Johnny." A few other RORs come in, "I'm going take them up to my old room and help them get cleaned up." I start to walk out.

"Aurania-"

I turn to him and cut him off before he can say anymore. "You know what, Johnny? Shut. Up." Then I turn, flipping my hair and striding out of the room.

I see the Oozmas shaking paint off and blinking in confusion, still not comprehending what just happened.

"Hey, guys," I say softly, "Come on, I'm gonna take you upstairs and help you get cleaned off."

Mike just stands there, so I push him in the direction of the stairs and ignore the stares we're getting.

**1 hour later**

Sulley steps out of the bathroom after showering and I finish getting the last of the paint off of Squishy with paper towels.

"There," I say to him, "Better?"

He nods but his face is still downcast. I yawn and stretch, then wince and put a hand to my temple.

"You okay?" Sulley sounds concerned.

"It's just a headache. It happens a lot, don't worry. You guys ready to go? I think downstairs should be less full now that it's about 1 am."

"Yeah, thanks again for everything, especially letting us clean all that paint up here. Walking back to the house would have been a nightmare."

"I couldn't very well let my team endure that now, could I? I only wish that I could have stopped this from happening at all."

"Why weren't you dumped on? You were standing with us," Mike wonders.

"At the last minute, Javier, the cockroach dude with red eyes and claws, grabbed me and held me back on Johnny's orders. Not sure why he bothered."

"He grabbed you?"

I nod, "I'm used to it. If it's not Johnny, then it's one of his sidekicks."

I press my fingers against my head, hoping the pressure will do something for the pain I'm feeling, and close my eyes for a moment.

"Aura, are you feeling up to walking home with us?"

I open my eyes and look at them and sigh.

"I think I'd better spend the night here. If I try to walk back this late, and with a headache no less, I'll fall over and have to be carried. Is that okay?"

"Sure."

"Of course, Aura."

"Yeah."

They look half-asleep themselves but I nod. I need to get to my bed.

"See you tomorrow, guys," I yawn again, "'Night."

"G'night, Aura."

I trudge to my old bedroom and open the door, sliding in and then kicking my shoes off. I smile, despite the pain I'm in, and grab a clean T-shirt and loose shorts to change into (both black), and fall onto my bed.

I roll over and throw my arms out to the sides sighing. I may hate Johnny at the moment, but I sure did miss this room. I close my eyes and slowly drift into a dreamless sleep, where the problems of the day cannot follow, especially when the sleep is dreamless.

Johnny's POV**

I see the "most adorable monsters on campus" come down the stairs and head out the door. Aura isn't with them. My mind tells me that I don't care, and yet, I can't keep myself from wondering where she went.

"Chet, did you see-"

"Aura's upstairs. She has a headache so she's sleeping here."

"Thank you," I say. So she's still here then. Interesting.

Aura's POV**

I open my eyes to darkness. Just how I like it. I roll over and realize that I'm in my bed. I glance at my clock and freeze.

"What the…"

9:02 a.m.

"Oh no, Mike's going to freak. We had to train today!"

At least my headache's gone.

I climb out of bed and change into decent clothes, meaning a black tunic-like shirt with light gray legging-capris.

I grab a bag and grab a refill on clothes to take back to the fraternity house.

I walk down the stairs, feeling light and happy today, like nothing can defeat me.

The RORs left in the house watch me as I stride into the kitchen and grab a plate that's sitting at the table that has two pieces of toast on it.

I grab the pieces of toast off the plate and then set it in the sink. I shove the pieces in my mouth and stroll out the front door.

I walk down the sidewalk and see Sulley jogging towards me and he looks distressed.

"What's goin-"

"Have you seen the quad and the school paper?"

"No, wha-"

A paper is shoved into my hands. I look at it and cover my mouth in shock.

"He didn't!" I gasp.

The picture that I vaguely remember Chet snapping last night is on the front page. I tell you, this school is rigged. What my brother wants, he gets. All because he's a Worthington.

What about my perks? But I can rant about that later. This is a problem that needs my full attention.

I walk back to the house with him. The rest of the day drags on slowly. Eventually I have to leave for my classes, and I notice that all the monsters are wearing T-shirts with that stupid picture on them, and guess who's selling them?

That's right, my brother.

When I get back to the house, nothing has changed, except for the fact that everyone else is there, minus Mike. Everyone is moping around and I drop my bag on the floor and flop on the couch, getting into the spirit of things.

Mike bursts in the door.

"Guys, we're going on a little field trip.


Hey, so you may have noticed that the time-line is just a little warped. Have no fear, I meant to do that. It just fits better with my story! Thanks for reading, please review!