AN/ so many stories to write and update and yet so little time. School sucks!
Disclaimer: V: If we kidnap all of the MR characters and give them amnesia and tell them that we own them…
Samm: V, It won't work.
V: BUT!
Samm: We will never own Mr.
V's POV
It had been a half an hour when the bag next to VG in the backseat groaned in pain. She jumped about a foot in the air.
"AHHH!" I shot her a glare. We didn't want Fang to get his whereabouts just yet.
Fang's POVGod I had such a Freaking awful headache. Where the heck was I? I didn't like it in here. It was dark and scary.
V's POV"How long do you think the Valium we force fed him will last?" Samm asked.
"Oh look at all the prettyful butterflies!" came form the bag. VG poked it with her index finger.
"NOOOOO DON'T LET THE CHICKENS GET ME!!"
"OH. I'd say quite a while." I looked in the mirror. "VG! Stop poking him; you're freaking him out! He's all drugged up remember?"
She looked at me for a moment. "How come you always have crushes on guys who are mentally unstable?"
"How come you're dating a guy two inches shorter then you?" I countered. (Not that there's anything wrong with that but I crack up whenever I see them together.)
"True." She agreed. God, It was going to take a LONG time to get back home.
AN/ well I know it was short. BUT AT LEAST YOU GOT SOMETHING!