Me, Bryson, and Henry were going to Sam's house. We went into her room ready with water pistols only to find the tables turned with seven other girls we didn't know. We raced back down the stairs firing behind us. I heard Henry scream, "Ah! I'm hit!" I see him dragging his leg giggling. I hit two of them in the head. They fell down like they were dead (course' it was play dead.) The other five came down the stairs after us. We wrapped toilet paper around Henry's leg to make it more realistic. It was a bad firefight, three on five! Bang! They hit Bryson in the arm. He acted like it hurt really bad. He dragged himself to where Henry was. He wrapped toilet paper around his arm. Henry threw me his gun.
"You'll never get me alive!" I yelled. I opened fire with both guns as fast as I could. Shocked at this sudden movement they took cover all at once. Two were too slow and were hit in the head. It was one versus three now.
"We're gonna get you! Probably not alive!" One of the girls yelled at me.
"Yeah! Also I think you've got two wounded soldiers out there!" Someone else roared. I sensed movement off to the right. I aimed a gun and fired away. Turns out I hit someone in the arm, and both legs. They patched them up with toilet paper too.
"You'll never get me!" I yelled back. I suddenly remembered. The back door! It was too late. I felt hands grab me.
"We gotcha!" The first girl said. Bryson shot one girl in the head. She playfully came down. He fired again and hit the other girl.
"Game over! We win!" Bryson yelled happily.
The "dead" girls went upstairs.
"Not yet!" I heard another person up the stairs. Of course. Sam. "You still gotta tangle with me!" She got her gun ready.
"I'll make this nice and fair for you. How's that!" I threw Henry's gun back. "Mine may have less ammo, but I've got more spirit! I'd say I have the advantage." I said to her.
"Sure, Sure. Go ahead make it easier." I had my gun ready.
"3!" I roared.
"2!" She yelled.
"1!" I screamed back.
"Let it soak!" (It's a thing we did during water gun fights when we were all there.) We both roared. Letting our water guns go to the max. They sprayed hard. They sprayed maybe 50ft. I rolled behind a chair. I turned around and she was gone. I felt hands around my throat. My hand came up but instead of grabbing my neck, I pulled the trigger and sprayed her right in the face.
"Ha!" I yelled. "I win!"
Sam was still behind me. "Not yet." She pulled a bandana around my mouth. 'Great again?' I thought.
"Hrrmph!" I tried to tell her to stop. She probably wouldn't have listened anyway. She pinned me and tied my arms to my chest and put me in a wooden chair. She grabbed the rope around my chest, untied it and retied it to the chair. I struggled to get loose. No luck. She tied my wrists together too. She also tied my ankles to the chair's legs.
"All nice and comfy?" Sam asked.
"Mmph!" I yelled at her.
"Yes? Okay good. Now who's next? Henry? Bryson?" Sam asked.
"No thanks." They both said at the same time.
Sam grabbed them anyway and tied them back to back. She also put bandanas around their mouths too. We struggled for a while. We couldn't get loose.
"Maybe some torture might do it! Let's see forty-degrees water for Mike, Bryson needs to be a little claustrophobic. I need to put Henry up high!" She tied Bryson tighter so he couldn't move. He started breathing faster. She moved Henry and Bryson up to the balcony where he could fall but wouldn't break a bone if there was a little push. She made a gallon of ice water for me. "Here we go!" She moved the pitcher down to me.
"Nmmph! Nmmph! Nmmph!" I kept saying no. Begged her not to but she poured it right on me. I felt like I was touching ice for a second. Then it was so cold. Shivering. She put a towel around me at least. Finally her parents were home so she freed us before they could find out. Of course' we never told them so we could come over again.