AN: Sorry for taking so long to update, but this time I have a legit reason. I live in San Diego and we were invaded by fire, in fact where I live is one of the stations where they're keeping firefighters. I didn't lose my house thankfully because of our brave firefighters. This is going to be a short chapter because I had to type quietly while petting my attention-whore cat. I'll have an update for yas tomorrow though. Enjoy!
"Why can't I?" asked Charlie in a some-what paranoid voice.
"Because you just can't, not until you finish this lollipop." replied the shorter one.
"Oooh goody, what flavor is it?" asked Charlie in eager anticipation.
"It's grape"
"It's watermelon." both responded at the same time.
"If it's grape or watermelon why is there a slight almond aroma to it? OMG, it's Arsenic, you're trying to bloody well kill me aren't you?!" screamed Charlie.
"It's nothing against you, it's just that we can't let the word get out about a fun OD, it's just not Disneyland appropriate!"
"You'll never take me alive!" screamed Charlie as he jumped on top of the TV stand, knocking the TV off and tried to get into the air duct, but it was too tight of a squeeze. "Damnit! They make this look so easy in the movies!"
Charlie pried himself out and made a bee-line for the door and luckilt for him it was unlocked. Soon a hot persuit was formed.
"Marco!" called Patrick over and over again until finally he heard the response to his call, 'Polo' Once more he called it until he could see Sinjin looking around for him frantically calling for him. This was what they had decided while on tour would be their call to find each other had they been separated.
"Oh, Patrick I thought I had lost you for good, thank goodness we arranged that call because since Disneyland is so vast we might have never found each other!" cried Sinjin.
Charlie felt as if he had the best hiding place in the entire park; however the said hiding place won't be revealed until he is found. He sat the catching his breath watching people go by.