Miria's Great Escape
Helen: Miria!!! Deneve hit me!!!
Deneve: Miria!!! Helen's driving me crazy! Make her stop!
Helen: Did not!
Clare: Miria!!! Why can't I go looking for Raki by myself? I don't need a babysitter!
Cynthia: Lalalala. I'm sooooo happy and bubbly blah blah blah.
Yuma: Ummm… I'm sorry I'm useless. They forgot me again.
Cynthia: Miria!!! They're calling me No Pants Girl Again!
Tabitha: Do you need anything? I don't wanna babysit Clare! She's always grumpy when we go!
Helen: I'm hungry what's for dinner huh huh huh?
Miria: They're driving me crazy! I have to get away from them before I kill them!
Several hours later
Yuma: Hey, has anyone seen Miria?
Deneve: No, I haven't seen here for a few hours.
Helen: AGH!!! OH NO! HOW WILL WE KNOW WHAT TO EAT! THE FUZZY BLUE BREAD OR THE ONE THAT ISN'T BLUE OR FUZZY!!!
Everyone Else: AGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE'RE GONNA STARVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Clare: My chance to look for Raki without a babysitter! Yay!!!
Somewhere far far far away
Miria: They weren't this whiny before. Argh!!! Why do they need to be constantly mothered?! Were they always this stupid or did their brains melt due to lack of usage or maybe they were all brain damaged in Pieta?! .......Hmmmmm…… Brain damage that might be a possibility…… (An insane smile spreads across her face at the thought)… although, that will probably just make them even stupider than before. All they do is whine and annoy me! I never have a moment of peace! Clare with her Raki this Raki that blah blah blah, and Helen annoying everyone for her own enjoyment, and even Cynthia's super happy bubbly attitude is getting to me saying "happy morning all!" well no it's not a happy morning JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! (Close to tears)
Helen: Now, I wonder where Miria is.
Clare: Helen! Let me go! I want to look for Raki! I don't need a babysitter!
Helen: (Whack!) (Clare: Ouch!) No, we're looking for Miria right now, besides you're not allowed to wander away by yourself. Look there she is! Miria!!!
Miria: Oh no, they found me………………..
Helen: Miria! We found you! Hey, which one should we eat the blue fuzzy bread or the other one? Hey, are you crying? You can have the blue fuzzy one if you want.
Clare: Argh! Helen let me go!!! (Wham!) Ouch! Why did you hit me?! (Whack!) Deneve!
Miria: AGH!!!!!! You three stop! Helen let go of Clare, Deneve and Helen stop hitting Clare! Clare where are you sneaking off too?! You know you're not allowed to wander off by yourself! (Clare: What does she have eyes in the back of her head?) I heard that! Helen use your brain and throw away the blue fuzzy bread!
Helen: Huh?
Miria: AH!!!!!!!!! DON'T EAT THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Helen: Oh sorry I was hungry, do you want some? (Smack!) Ouch!
Miria: YOU CAN'T EAT THAT!!! ARGH!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?!
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A/N: Blue fuzzy bread, Miria's fragile sanity, and Miria's temper tantrum; you know things are a lot funnier at 4 in the morning than they usually are, which is when I wrote this. Being trapped with six people whose brains have all melted will crumble anyone's sanity. This thought is especially funny when you've been up for over 24 hours.