Disclaimer: I don't own House of Anubis or iPod touches .
*Jerome's POV*
"Dude, are you sure he'll be okay? That was kind of a hard shove." Alfie asked me for the fourteenth time.
"Yes, we had some old thick sheets at the bottom.(A/N:from a ghost prank) He would've had a soft landing. I still can't believe Nina fell down there. I mean, you were the one who camouflaged our pit. She should've been able to spot it from a mile away." I chuckled.
Alfie smacked my shoulder. "Hey!"
"Chill, Alfie. Now we just leave the love-birds alone. Why don't you go and round up the others-we'll tell them my plan."
"Fine."
-6 1/2 minutes later-
*Patricia's POV*
"You did what now?" Wow. I'd never heard Mara shout like that before. She seemed ready to snap her hands in a Z-formation, if you can believe it. She was really upset that Jerome would stoop so low as to shove Fabian into a pit.
"Calm down, babes," Mick told her, but it was too late. Mara had started going off on Jerome. He eventually gave up trying to ration with her and joined us in our laughter. Alfie had pulled out his iPod touch and was recording.
"Home movies-gotta love 'em."
Mara finally paused, but she was clearly ready to say more; Alfie hastily hid the iPod touch behind his back before they realized they had been on camera. Amber spoke up," So do we rescue them now?"
"Aw, come on, Amber," Jerome said. "Don't you want a 'Fabina' moment?" An evil glint shone in his eyes.
"What did you just say?" Amber whispered with an edge to her voice.
"You heard me." He smirked.
"That tears it, Clarke. You have no right to be going through the notes on my phone! How did you get the password? You low-life." Jerome shouldn't have said that. Now there was another round of Jerome being called out. Mara joined back in. Alfie's iPod touch was at it once again.
"Ahem!" I shouted a few minutes later. "If you are going to severely injure Jerome, could you please wait until after Fabian and Nina are back at the house?"
"Fine," Amber and Mara spat out.
"Good."-I glanced at my phone-"Now let's go pull 'em out. They've probably had enough of an awkward conversation, courtesy of Amber screaming at Nina this morning about how she didn't go out with Fabian awhile back."
"Now how did I miss that?" Alfie wondered aloud.
"Not just yet, Trixie," Jerome called out. "I don't think they've had enough alone time." He started running away, dragging Alfie behind him. By the time Mick, Mara, Amber, and I had processed what he said, they were too far off to chase.
"You jerk," I screeched. Now how were we supposed to find Nina and Fabian?