*Author's note: Hey, sorry it took so long to get this chapter posted. Remember, we can only write a chapter when we can get together and write it and seeing as how we don't live in the same house, it can't be all the time. Bear with us please, people. We're trying. :D Now on to the story!

-Britt-chann and Dari

Disclaimer: WE DO NOT OWN THE HOLLOWS AND ALL WHO INHABIT IT, THEY BELONG TO KIM HARRISON… But Britt, Claira, and RayRay are all ours. :p You can't have them. Lolz

Chapter 11: This means war!

Normal POV

Algaliarept moved across the room in his steady glide, making his way towards Claira, the child that was closest and least annoying in his opinion. When he reached Claira he took a moment to assess the situation and noted that RayRay was still attempting to move the shelf. Al reached down and plucked up the small rabbit and Claira watched as a film of green ever after covered the animal and it vanished. Al then proceeded to reach down and lift the shelf up a tad. Claira could feel the anger coming off Al in waves and decided to keep her mouth shut, and prayed that Britt would too. Claira's eyes widened when Al grabbed one of her arms and yanked her out from under the shelf and then released the shelf. Al's gazed flicked to the other side of the shelf when, after dropping the shelf back, a small grunt was heard from Britt followed by a string of cusses.

As Al made his way to the overly annoying Britt, Pierce popped over and proceeded to pop Claira out of the library, against her will, of course. Pierce received a few hits on his arm while trying to get the girl out, under Al's orders. When Al made it to Britt's end of the book shelf, he noted with slight amusement that the girl was trying to lift the shelf with her good hand, and was failing miserably. A few inappropriate cusses and scowls and she finally gave up and allowed Al to assist her.

Al lifted Britt and popped her into the room her and Claira shared and Britt noted, with joy, that Claira was on her pallet on the floor with a very angry Pierce handcuffed on the other side of the room. Al's mood lightened slightly at this, as he raised his brow at Claira and let out a soft chuckle. Al disappeared with a pop, after tossing Britt onto her pallet. Claira scowled when she saw Pierce pop away moments later.

Claira's POV

Having a broken leg is ten times worse than I ever thought it would be. Or it had been, until everything had gone numb. Is that a good sign? Oh well, if I can't feel the pain, I don't care. Stupid Pierce. I'd like to shred his hat and see what he does then. Ugh. I wonder what happened to RayRay? This sucks! I can't walk, so not fair! Why am I worried about RayRay? It's his fault! But… he's soo cute! And Britt would kill me if she could read my mind. Soooorry Britt, but you gotta admit, he is cute as a bunny!

Britt's POV

Having a broken arm sucks, though I'm probably better off than Claira. Poor Claira, can't walk. Ugh, I can't believe Al saw me like that. There goes my image. Stupid Al. Stupid Pierce. Stupid RayRay! This is all his fault! Ugh! That hurt! Note to self: don't try to move arm. Agh, it's starting to go numb, is that a good thing? I'd probably guess no… but really… "Al, you jerk! What? No casts? No nothing? Now when our bones fix the wrong way and we become crippled and useless and stuff then what're you gonna do! Kill us? I bet! That's what you do to ALL your problems! BAKA! I haaaaate yoooooooooou!" No I don't… "You can't just leave us here like this ya know! This is child abuse, that has to be illegal for demons too!" probably not… "The least you could do is get a doctor! My arm's numb! I don't know if that's a good sign! Hey, Claira, is your leg numb?" hmmm…..

"Yeah, I thought it was just me… I'm fine with it though. Hey ,Britt? If we die, let's die together!" What the hell? Is Claira alright?

"Holy Guacamole! What the hell was that? Are you alright? Al! She's going crazy! I know you can hear me you multi-faced freak!"

"BRITT!" I heard Claira screech behind me.

"What!" What is wrong? Is there something on me?

"Shut up. I gotta say something." Claira said with a completely straight face.

"Hm?" what can I say? Curiosity killed the cat…

"I….stole Pierce's hat. Wanna shred it? Or something?" Was Claira's straight faced reply. She was one hundred percent serious…. And that made it funnier. I died laughing, right there. I laughed so much, I hurt my arm and my side.

Claira's POV

She's laughing but I'm serious. That jerk shouldn't have touched me when I said no. I had wanted to watch and see what happened between Britt and Al. She's MY best friend, I should be able to make sure she comes outa quarrels alive. Especially when they with Al. Right when I was about to say something to Britt's rude behavior, Al popped in holding two vials of ugly green stuff. I sure hope he didn't go through all the trouble of making that for little old us…cuz I aint drinking it. You can forget that. No way in heckama and back am I gonna-oh my goodness… is that a bag of oreos? I haven't had chocolate in forever…. No! I won't do it…. But it looks sooo good. Stop! I gotta be strong and resist the- "BRITT!" too late. She has already gulped down the vial and taken the cookies. That girl and chocolate. I wonder what it does? I hope she didn't just poison herself. Wouldn't be the first! It's funny, she's the one who accepted the stuff, yet she's glaring at Al as if he was the meanest being in the universe…and he probably is…. No, cut that. Newt probably is…. Oh! Britt's arm just healed! That's awesome! A healed leg and some free cookies? Sign me up! "Britt?"as if reading my mind, Britt snatched the other vial and the other bag of cookies and runs it over to me. Pretend it's limeade… I steeled my nerves and gulped it down. That was the nastiest stuff I've tasted in my life. As soon as it was down, I shoved an oreo into my mouth. My eyes widened as I felt all the bones in my legs begin to heal themselves. That was awesome. Just when I was starting to enjoy myself though, Al ruins it-

"I hope you two enjoy those cookies because it's the last nice tasting food you'll eat until my library is 'renovated' to look like I had it. I've researched all of the foods you hate and had Pierce stock up on them. As for how you're going to fix the library, you can both find a way to pick that shelf up and place all the books back onto it. You won't receive any help what so ever. And I wouldn't push my patience, so do hurry with fixing my library. Oh, and just because I feel like it, I'm returning RayRay back to his original form, but he is banned from the library therefore you can't get him to help you. Oh, and Claira? Pierce is looking for his hat." And with that, he popped away. Oh nooo. We are screwed. As soon as I have the thought, I hear "oh crap, we are screwed" come from Britt.

Britt's POV

You know what? He wants to start a war, then a war he shall have. He is playing with fire, and it's long past time he got burned.

"Oh Claira?" I asked in my most sweetest voice I have, that also tells Claira that I'm scheming…

As I'm working out the details of my plan, I vaguely hear Claira ask "what're you planning Britt?" so I turn to her with what I know must be a wicked glint in my eyes and say… "If it's a renovation Al wants, it's a renovation Al shall get…." The war has begun…

*Author's note:

OH NO! What're those wicked girls scheming? Tune in next time for another exciting chapter of "Our Trip To The Ever After"! this has been your hosts Britt-chann and Dari! Now if you'll excuse us, we have some running to do from a very angry demon. See you next time! Toodaloo!

Britt-chann and Dari