Chapter 3: Burning Garbage

Allen and Melody were thinking of a way to get into the make-up store while hiding beside it. They could wait, but there would be no more pale make-up by then. They had to think of something, and quick. Allen looked around to see what he could use. A gun? No, too violent. An old fly-swatter? Nah, that probably wouldn't do any good. A teddy bear? No, that would be like throwing a pillow at an angry alligator.

There just HAD to be something in there...then something caught his eye. A little box of matches on the ground. It sounded useful, but the last thing he wanted to do was burn down the store. That would be wrong. Melody saw him with the matches and picked up something she just found. "Hey, Allen! Look at what I found!" she whispered as she held it up to him. It was a copy of New Moon. Her older brother smiled. "Mels, you gave me an idea!" he said s he took the book. He then whispered his plan to his little sister.

She didn't seem to like it, but it was the only thing they could do, so she had to roll with it. Her brother took a match out of it's case, then ran toward the ally in front of the store. It, luckily, had a dumpster. He then lit the match and set the dumpster on fire, and held the dreaded book over it. "HEY, FANTARDS!" he yelled, "LOOK AT THIS!". All the Twitards looked at him and screamed bloody murder. They then ran toward him to get their precious book.

When allteh fangirls ran out, Melody ran into the store, grabbed a bottle of pale make-up. Of course she ws worried about her brother, but she would have less chances of living if she went in there to help him fight them off. So, she ran off with the bottle. Yes she stole it, but these guys weren't givin' money to Meyer...if that's where it went to.

As she ran back to the lair, Allen tried to fight off the Twihards. He didn't seem to be winning...they were clawing, slapping, punching, and even attempting to bite him. He could only try to push them away, but there were too many of them. This could be the end...

Then suddenly, there were little explosions all over the ally. The girls paniced and tried to run off, but they were then caught in nets. They all squirmed around, but they were unsuccessful. Allen, who was now bruised, scratched, bitten everywhere, and on his knees, looked up. There were figures on the building above him...five, to the exact. They then dramaticly jumped off the building, landed on their feet, then took the captured fangirls to a certain place.

He didn't know who these guys were. Antis? Secret Agents? Doctor Who characters? Whoever they were, they saved his life, nd he wntd to find them. He ran out of the ally, only to find that these strange characters were gone. His cuts burned and his bruses were sore...it was probably best if he went back to the hideout. He slowly looked for the closest entrance, which was in an old abandoned bank.

Back at the mall, Shania was still on the trail to Hot Topic. She knew she was getting closer because she now had to hide from fangirls wearing Twicrap. It was hard to hide in a mall, but she somehow managed. It didn't take long before she she finally found the store she was looking for. A pity it was, there used to be shirts for gamers and movie geeks, gloves for emos, and heavy metal music CDs...now all it had wqs Twicrap.

Shania shook her head in dissapointment, for that place was almost out of products. It looked like they were about to close, so she had to act fast. But how was she supposed to get in without getting killed? She scrolled the scenery to see what she could do. All she saw were Twitards talking to eachother about creepy Edward, pedowolf Jacob, or selfish Bella. Then she saw a certain pair of Cullenist girls. One was holding a shirt that looked exactly like the one she and her friend were wearing.

"Like, OME, I can NOT believe I just bought this one! I'm already wearing one, like, just like it!" one of them complained. This is when Shania hatched a plan. "I can't believe it either!!! We can't just throw it away, Eddykins' face doesn't belong in the stinky trash!" said the other one. Shania then walked up to them. "OME, like...can I have it?! I wore all my Twilight clothes and forgot to wash them, so I had to wear this disgrace!!" she acted. The two looked at her breifly. "OK!" they both said in unison as they gave it to her.

That was easier than expected, she thought as she put it on. Her face almost turned green when she did, but for Keith's plan to work, she had to get a little dirty. She went inside the Hot Topic, hoping that there would be some body shimmer left. She must have been lucky, there were two bottles left. She got one, payed for it with the last of the money she had, and left.

She now didn't have to hide, since she looked like one of them...but she was really starting to get sick.

She decided to hurry out before she barfed in the mall. She also wanted to wash her mouth out with soap for saying "OME", let alone asking for the shirt from Hell. Once she got out, she ran for the nearest building and hid inside it. In there, she took off that dreaded shirt to releave herself of nausea, then ran back out with the glitter toward the hideout.

Meanwhile, Kevin and Keith had dumped their Twitard in the Twihard section. "Well Kevin, we need to get back to searching for an outfit." sighed the Pattinson look-a-like. His husky friend nodded as they were about to walk off. That was when Melody ran in.. "Kevin! Keith!" she screamed. "Melody! Where's Allen?" Kevin asked. "He's still at the store! The angry girls attacked him! I hope he's OK..." she huffed, tired from running.

"Forget the outfit! We need to help Allen!" Keith yelled as he sprinted ahead. "Get inside the lair, Mels, it's safer in there." said Kevin. THe little girl nodded, and went behind a tree where the nearest entrance was. THe two boys ran off to save her brother.