AND WE ARE ON THE ROOF LIVE WITH HAWAII HUGGING ALASKA.(UNLESS YOU ARE A CHAPTER SKIPPING MANIAC WHAT KIND OF SICK TWISTED PERSON ARE YOU)
"Get off me! You're covered in stuff!" Alaska said.
"No, YOU'RE covered in stuff~" Hawaii pointed out, pulling away from him.
"Ugh, you're so weird."
"So what now?" Hawaii asked.
"What? I was just going to snipe people!"
"I don't think that's the best idea..."
"Why not?"
"What if you accidentally kill someone again, and then daddy comes and ruins all the fun?"
"Good point. But in the absence of any other ideas, actually, in any case, guns usually work."
"What if we put you on stilts and you pretend to be Russia?"
"My eyes are the wrong color." Alaska was hoping to get out of this plan.
"California has pretty much the entire special effects department of Hollywood in her room. How else would she look like that?"
"My face is too thin."
"So we hide it with a scarf!"
"Please don't make me do this."
"OWAHHHHH!"(a gasp of joy. I didn't know how to type it...) Hawaii said with much gusto. "I CAN PRETEND TO BE CUBA I MEAN I'M A GIRL AND THIN AND DON'T HAVE A BEARD OR DREADS BUT I GOT THIS LETS GO FREAK PEOPLE OUT." And Hawaii grabbed Alaska and dragged him downstairs.
"RUN!" Hawaii yelled as soon as they got onto the floor where California's room is located, which just so happened to be the first floor. AKA, the one with the egg throwers.
Alaska got hit.
He turned around, and shot in the general direction that the egg had come from, as he still had his gun, and getting hit by an egg was a valid reason to shoot someone in his mind, but, thankfully for the state that had thrown the egg, he missed.
"CRAP!" Alaska yelled.
"OH JESUS!" An egg thrower yelled.
"GO!" Hawaii yelled, and kept running to California's room.
Reaching it, she discovered it locked. So she kicked the door down. As in off the hinges. California is the proud owner of an empty door frame.
"I didn't do that." She said to Alaska, who was in the process of putting the door back up and barricading it so they would be safe for at least a little bit. "All right, now take off your coat."
"But I like my coat!"
"DOES RUSSIA WEAR A PINK COAT WITH A BEAR SEWN ON IT?"
"He did." Alaska said very uppity like.
"What."
"I stole this from his closet right before he sold me."
"O...K..."
"So in your face."
"Whatever~ Let's just get our makeup on~" And Hawaii got to work making Alaska look like Russia, and herself Cuba.
I think I'm going to do a timeline soon, because all this stuff happening at around the same time is getting A BIT confusing. So maybe next chapter will be a time line? I'll do one every few chapters, for the sake of sanity~ ;D
