Dynamite
Disclaimer= I'm listening to Z107.7; the Lazy song by Bruno Mars is on. Awesome song, if you need a laugh you should look it up. Any way I don't own the song or Kevin. I do own Aaron, Kelly and Kate.
Aaron's flash light began to grow dim as Kevin searched in the bag for another one. The sewers of New York were damp and musty but the group had no other place to hide. Their hide out had been destroyed earlier and was no longer safe. Kate held one of Aaron's arms with Kelly on the other. They really didn't like the sewer neither did he. "Can you guy's keep an eye out for alligators please. I don't feel like being eaten today." Kevin asked still looking for another source of light. Aaron laughed as the light gave out.
Kelly let out a small scream before the candle in Kevin's hands started to glow. Handing it to Aaron he looked at it worriedly as Kevin put a stick of what looked like dynamite back into his bag... "Kev, why do you have a stick of dynamite in your bag?"
Kevin shrugged his shoulders and looked around making sure there were no alligators. Kevin lit three more candles and gave two to the girls. Walking ahead Kevin kept his light close to the ground. No alligators were getting him.
"Kevin why did you give me a stick of lit dynamite?" Aaron asked.
Kevin turned, "no I didn't. it's a…" Kevin froze when he saw the words written on it.
"its gunna blow, get rid of it," Kelly screamed as she pulled Kate ahead with her. Aaron throw the stick down and him and Kevin ran for their life. An explosion shook the streets of New York, the blast propelling Aaron and Kevin up the ladder and through the manhole.
"Why didn't you throw it in the water," Kevin asked looking at his friend.
Aaron looked at him for a moment, "I didn't want to hurt the alligators."
The four of them broke out with laughter before fleeing the scene of the crime as a fire truck and cop appeared.