Kailey broke into a giggle fit. "See? She understood that!" Mickey said. Fletcher slapped his forehead, he knew what was coming next. "Yeh, but that's because the language you use to make fun of me is universal." Dawson griped in his usual monotone bored voice. "Cry me a river, Dr. Poutypants." Mickey said. "It was a joke!" She continued ranting. "Actyour age, Mikayla." Bruce said. "Yeh." Dawson huffed, crossing his arms. "You too Dawson!" Said a young red-headed boy, who was walking over with an older boy (like, maybe 20) with obviously dyed pink hair, because you could see a bit of a dark brown underneath. "Luther, stay out of it." The pink-haired boy said to Luther, who's Fletcher's younger brother. "Yer not the boss a' me, Brenton!" Luther huffed, crossing his arms. "Luther, he's the boss of everyone." Fletcher kneeled down so he could see eye to eye with his 7 year old brother. Brenton looked very mad. "I mean leader." Fletcher corrected himself. "Enough of that." Nadine said in a mother-like tone. She basically IS the mom of the group. "Yes ma'am!" Mickey said, giving a mock salute. "stupid little kid..." Dawson muttered under his breath. "Oh you wanna tussle you lanky-" Mickey shouted, lashing out at Dawson. Only to be, once again, held back by Bruce. "Mickey, would you knock it off!" Bruce shouted. An unusually big grin appeared on Dawson's face, because he knew he won the argument. Or, would have, if Mickey hadn't kicked him in the face. "Like that?" Mickey replied to Bruce's question slyly. "Mickey, what's your problem?" Nadine asked.
"Him." Mickey said, pointing to the now bloody-nosed Dawson, who was clotting with a tissue. "What?" "Well, last year when we were on the train playing cards, I simply asked him how he could see his with his bangs covering his eyes. Then some old guy said, "Are you going to take an insult from a little girl like 'er?" then Dawson said, "No i'm not! Mikayla, how can YOU see with your eyes shut tight like that!?" Which they aren't. And I was just asking him a question!" Mickey explained. "Granddad!" Fletcher and Luther shouted in an "A-ha, I got it!" way. "Your grandfather did it?" Ziggy asked. "Somewhat, yes. He hates it when people are content and getting along with each other, so he has people going at each others throat." Fletcher explained. "In other words, He's trouble." Luther said. "I think they caught that, Luther." "I feel dumb. Sorry I kicked you Dawson." Mickey said. "I forgive you." Dawson said, withdrawing back to his quiet self. "Okay, that was crazy. Even if it IS Mickey." Kailey said. "Can't get any crazier than that..." Dawson said. "Go on Mr. Vincent, another kick upside the head'll do ya good!" Mickey growled. "Simmer down, Mickey." Fletcher said, trying to calm her down. "How about we go get ice cream, my treat!" Nadine said, seeing that everyone was burnt out. "Ice cream?!" Ziggy, Luther, Amy and Mickey all shouted excitedly.
Later at the ice cream shop, everybody seemed happy. Me, Nadine, Amy and Kailey got smoothies, Luther, Fletcher and Nick got frozen yogurt, The twins and Ziggy got rocky road, Eartha got a vanilla and chocolate swirl, I have NO idea what Brent, Brenton and Dawson got, and Andrea and Bruce were just acting like a new couple. Which they are. Eartha was getting terribly bored with the conversation and finished her ice cream first. Then she took Bruce's camera while he was still staring at Andrea dreamily and went outside, nobody noticed. Except Ziggy, I think. "Eartha!" Bruce shouted once he realized his camera was gone. "What're you shouting about, Bruce?" Andrea asked. "Where's Eartha?" Bruce asked. "She got bored and left. She left a note." Ziggy said. "Typical. She runs away and leaves a note." I huffed. Seriously, she does it ALL the time! She writes a note like, "Bye Dad, i'm running away to take some pictures. I'll be back by 4:17, I'll make sure of it." 'Cept this time she went a little crazy and wrote, "This conversation of yours is getting REALLY boring. And since I don't want to offend any of you by opening my mouth, I'm just leaving. And I'm taking Bruce's camera. I'll return it later. Half the brain I was before boredom struck, "Eartha"." "Offend us how? She seems like a nice girl!" Brenton said. "She's worried about talking about The Beatles around them or talking about any Disney-based musician with you guys." I said. "Oh. Well, some of them are okay, I guess." Brenton said. "I seem to remember something about a band member being missing?!" Mickey shouted.