"Why did stuff like this -puff- never happen -puff- in North Dakota?"We were in the middle of a volcano. More specifically, the Sanban House Volcano. Yup, Kuki had set the thermostat up, and now the thing was ready to blow.
We had crashed at the bottom of the staircase.
"Numbah 5's too young to be using antiperspirant," Abby mused to herself. "But she's thinkin' of starting anytime!"
"Yea," Hoagie agreed. "My underwear's so stuck to my butt I'll need a spatula to pry it off."
Abby looked disgusted. "Why do you insist on saying things Numbah 5 can never un-hear?"
"Guys," I said, trying to maintain peace. I took a swig from the water bottle at my hip. Abby took off her hat to fan herself. Suddenly I notised that her head was smoking. Soon bright orange flames overtook her hair, but she didn't seem to notise. She DID notise when I splashed the entire contents of my water bottle on her head. The fire went out, and so did her temper.
"WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"
"Your head was on fire," I said.
Abby looked up and patted her singed hair. "Oh," she said, and placed her hat back onto her head.
"Yeah, oh," I told her, and we pushed on.