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Max: Hi. I'm Max. Welcome back! This time, it's the second part of Wednesday. Last time, we just found out we were going to Florida and a crow crashed into my window. Just in case you care, THE CROW DID NOT DIE. No crows were harmed in the writing of that chapter. And ATA does NOT own Beyblade.
Where did I leave off? Oh, right.
"We're going to Florida," Kai said.
"WHAT!" Me, Tyson and Ray yelled together.
"We're going to Florida," Kai said.
"WHAT!" Me, Tyson and Ray yelled together.
Ever get deja-vu?
"We're going to Florida," Kai said.
"WHAT!" Me, Tyson and Ray yelled together.
"We're going to Florida," Kai said.
"WHAT!" Me, Tyson and Ray yelled together.
Ever get deja-vu?
Sorry about that.
"ARGH!" Kai yelled in frustration.
"Sorry, sorry!" I said. "But, WHAT!"
Tyson sniggered.
Kai glared at me. "Pack. We're leaving in an hour."
"WHAT!" Me, Tyson and Ray yelled together.
Then, to make a long story short, we all lived happily ever after. The end.
Okay, okay, shut up, I'll do it. To make a long story short, we all packed. Not very exciting.
The trip to the airport was, though.
Since we were leaving our new kittens with chief, Ray was literally having a cow.
"Push, push!" Tyson screamed in agony.
Okay, okay. I swear I am actually done making stupid comments that didn't actually happen and are certainly NOT funny.
"Oh my God! Take good care of Drigger for me!" Ray wept.
"Yeah Dragoon too," agreed Tyson. "Oh, and the kittens too!" he added as an afterthought.
Ray rolled his eyes in dismay. Hm. That's a new one.
"Everybody dance now!" Shrieked Kai, doing a disco point.
Ooookay then. Someone forgot to take their pills.
I grinned cheerfully at the people who were watching apprehensively. "THEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS Nothing to see."
Ever seen 'Finding Nemo'?
Because, if you have, that was from Finding Nemo.
And that was also our In-Flight movie. Yum.
Yum?
I think I'm going insane.
"Yum," Tyson said casually, eating his sixth box of airplane food.
I handed over my full box in disgust. "You can have it, I hate airplane food."
"How can you eat that crap?" asked Ray.
Tyson grinned. "Easy! I pick it up and put it in my mouth!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh," Moaned Kai.
Well… that came out wrong!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh," complained Kai. "You guys are wastes of space."
"HAHAHAHAHAHA!" I laughed.
They stared at me in alarm.
"What? Long flights make me hyper!"
Unfortunately, the plane hadn't even taken off yet. It was gonna be a loooooong day. Night. Evening. Fiscal period. Whatever.
When the plane had reached the runway, Ray gripped his seat apprehensively. Oh, Ray. He thinks flying is unnatural.
"When are they gonna take off?" Tyson asked impatiently.
As if to answer his question, the pilot said, "Soon".
No, actually he didn't. Instead he just started the plane moving down the runway. In my excitement, I was gripping the arm rests of my seat so tightly that my knuckles turned white.
"Ow."
"Shut up," groaned Ray.
My smile grew wider as the plane gathered speed. "I love flying," I told him.
"Don't make me talk," Ray whispered.
"Why not?" I asked.
The person in the seat behind me promptly exploded.
"BANG!" Tyson screamed in delight.
"Oh my God! Naglafshzadagta! I'm too young for you to die!" Sobbed the guy who had been sitting beside her.
The plane, by then, had lifted off the ground. We soared over the ocean lazily, and me, Ray and Tyson were singing camp songs.
"But we all know frogs explode in the microwave! Explode in the microwave! Explode in the microwave! We all know frogs explode in the microwave! They don't go Mm Mm Aah!" We sang loudly.
Kai was banging his head against the window.
"Ooh! I know a good one!" I shouted. "My mother gave me a quarter, to buy a border! I didn't buy a border, I bought some bubblegum! Nee nee nee nee nee BUBBLEGUM! Nee nee nee nee nee BUBBLEGUM! Nee nee nee nee nee BUBBLEGUM! I bought some BUBBLEGUM!"
"Max, how did you 'buy a border'?" Ray asked.
"I didn't, I bought some bubblegum, weren't you listening?"
This went on for a while, as the passengers around us grew increasingly more annoyed every time we started a new song. It wasn't until Finding Nemo came on that we stopped singing to stare in awe at the brave journey.
"That ant on the floor carried that chip all the way down the aisle!" Tyson gasped.
The rest of the flight went the same. And then, of course, there's customs, where everyone goes all impatient…
Speaking of impatient, Ray wants to chat with his Chinese buddies. I'll leave you all, my bed awaits me where I will perform the act of sleeping…
Yes, Ray, I get it. He's threatening to unplug the compu-