lol, cars.

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"Malls."

Sephiroth covered his face with his hand in exasperation. "Yes, malls. List as many as you know in the area."

"...can it be out of the area?" Pebbles asked feebly.

Before Sephiroth could yell at her, Zency interjected. She waved her hand around as she drawled, "Just say all the ones you know. They can be as far as possible."

"Just keep inside the state," Ziki added, not looking up from her Sudoku puzzle.

"Hmmmmm..."

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"One?" Pebbles crossed her arms as best she could. "Only one person here- motorcycles don't count, Shinobu!"

Shinobu put down her arm sadly. "Oh...then forget I ever said anything."

Everyone was standing in the driveway of Pebbles' house, the sunny day still sunny even though it was the equivalent of 6:30 at night. How do I know that, even when time is stopped? Well, that's for me to-

Cricket shook her fist at the sky. "If you can't drive, then shut up!"

Anyway, everyone was trying to figure out how to get to the nearest mall without walking, since if they walked, they'd get there in the middle of the night and everyone would be exhausted.

"Can't this wait until tomorrow?" Victor whispered to Erik.

"Apparently not," he whispered back.

Pebbles pointed her Speakin' stick at them, which happened to be Sephiroth's Masumane. How did I get his Masumane? Go figure... "No conniving!"

"We weren't conniving!" Victor whined, just barely dodging the sword.

"Good. So...only Zency can drive a CAR?"

Ziki's real arm popped up. "Permission to talk!"

"Permission granted!"

"How are we going to pay for gas?"

"WE DON'T NEED TO PAY FOR FUCKING GAS, ZIKI!" Amanda yelled angrily, hitting Ziki upside the head.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Zency came in between the two. "Now, let's not fight. Let's be rational..."

Sephiroth crossed his arms. "Rational left the vicinity a waaaay long time ago."

"Well, I- oh, crap."

"Haha."

Pebbles held the Grammar Nazi stick straight up into the air and nearly toppled over from the weight. "Rational forgot his backpack, ok?! Now, assuming my mom's car is-"

"Mmph!" Ziki held up her robotic arm.

"She doesn't speak idiot, Ziki," Sephiroth hissed.

"MMMPH!"

Amanda let her go.

"Good God!" Ziki sighed, glaring at Amanda. "Permission to speak!"

"Permission granted," Shinobu sighed, rolling her eyes.

"If both your mom and your dad's car has five seats..."

"Including The Suicide Seat?" Cricket piped. (Just so you know, my dad's Element has four seats, but it IS possible to fit a fifth person between the two back seats. MY family named this The Suicide Seat because it has no seatbelt.)

"Yes, whatever! Anyhow, there's ten of us, and one person can drive, and five seats in one car..."

While Victor recounted the group curiously, Shinobu said, "I'm sure driving a car isn't hard. I've tried before." (At this remark, Zency snorted and went into a corner to brood.)

"That was when you were five," Sephiroth mumbled absentmindedly, "And you crashed your mom's SUV into a tree."

"How do you know about that?!"

"Wait, wait, wait!" Victor thrust his hand into the air. "PTS?"

"Add an M and that's..." Erik hit Amanda on the back of the head to shut her up.

"Permission granted!" Pebbles said, pointing the Speakin' stick at him and totally ignoring the antics of her rowdy OCs.

"There's...nine of us..."

There was a silence. Erik's eyes were wide as he tried to calculate all the places a twenty year old singer could go in a different time and country. Which is not very far, let me tell ya...

"No Suicide Seat!" Cricket yelled, totally killing the moment.