"How could we let this happen!?" Cried Number 1 as he paced around in
circles.
"Well...it was YOUR turn to watch her genius! You know how she spaces off all the time!!" Cried Number 5 to Number 1.
Number 1 turned to Number 5 and pointed a finger at her angrily. "Don't talk to me like that!" He snapped.
"I can talk to you any way I wish!! What are you now? Some kind of adult pipin' orders like that!" Number 5 shouted angrily.
"Why you little brat!" Snapped Number 5. "After all I've done for you, you come back and snap at me!!"
"You haven't done diddly squat for us!" Number 5 snapped.
"Guys! Could you please stop arguing!" Pleaded Number 2. "We won't get her back if we don't work together!"
Number 5 sighed loudly and angrily as she stomped off, away from Number 1. Number 1 tightened his mouth into a thin line as he clenched his fists together.
"Well what do you propose we do?" He asked, trying to be calm.
"Aren't you the leader?" Number 5 taunted.
"You talk back to me one more time you are OUT of this team!" Shouted Number 1.
Number 5 clenched her fists as she shouted loudly. "WELL MAYBE I DON'T WANT TO BE IN THE TEAM ANYMORE!!"
The group gasped in shock as they saw Number 5 throw off her hat and stomp off. But before she completely left she spun around and shouted.
"And to you, from now on it's Abigail! And I bet I can save my best friend before any of you can count to five!"
With that she stomped off, leaving her former friends speechless. Number 2 grumbled angrily.
"Now look what you've done!"
Number 1 crossed his arms across his chest and humphed. "Like I care. We don't need her anyway."
Number 4 gripped his blonde hair before shouting. "ENOUGH!!!!!"
The two boys turned to stare at him in shock. Number 4 sighed.
"I'm sorry! But could you please stop! I don't know about you but I would like to find Number 3 and know that she's ok!!" He cried.
Number 1 and 2 stared in disbelieve before they sighed in agreement.
"Yea, you're right Number 4." They both mumbled.
Number 4 forced a grin. "Of course, I'm always right."
Number 1 rolled his eyes. "Yea yea, now lets get started..."
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Number 3 sighed in boredom as she bounced a rock against the stonewall. In her current condition...she wasn't very comfortable. Both of her legs were chained to the moldy stonewall, and she was locked in a dungeon.... at least that's what it looked like. She really couldn't tell where she was. She was still a little bit drowsy from the blast that was supposed to be for her enemies. Just then she heard a squeaking noise. Blinking, she looked down. There by her empty food bowl was a tiny mouse. Number 3 blinked before she wrinkled her nose and said softly. "Eeeew..."
The mouse looked up at her and squeaked. She blinked and hurriedly pointed to the skeleton leaning on the broken bench.
"It was him! He said it!" She cried.
The mouse just twitched its nose before scurrying off. Number 3 sighed.
"I'm bored..." She mumbled, placing her chin in her hands.
"Oh really, little Sanban?" Came a snickering voice.
Number 3 rolled her eyes. "Go away, I'd rather talk to the wall." She grumbled.
The short blonde snickered as he put the key into the lock. "Why don't I give you something to do?"
"Depends on what it is..."
"Oh trust me...it'll be amusing."
"For me or for you?"
"Me."
"Oh joy..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
" Hey! Hey! Hey! That hurts!" Whined Number 3 as the blonde dragged her down the hall by her hair.
Luckily, they soon came to where they were destined for the blonde threw her down onto the cold floor.
"Umph..." She groaned as she landed on her back.
"Now girlie...I want you to clean up this room...with a toothbrush. Then I want you to paint the entire room with a horse hair."
Number 3 looked around. "You have got to be kidding me.there's no way I can't paint all that! Plus...it would ruin the whole evil look you've got going on here..."
The blonde grumbled as he threw the supplies at her. "JUST DO IT!"
"I thought you said paint the room not paint shoes!!"
"You are driving my patents!"
"Well it would be easier if you'd make up your mind!!"
The blonde threw his hands in the air before stomping out of the room, slamming and locking the door behind him. Number 3 blinked.
"Well isn't he Mr. Hospitable..."
(Well, there's the 3rd chapter! Sorry it's kinda corny but...this is Number 3 we're talking about! She's so cute but so dense sometimes! Oh well, that's what makes it great! Lol. Thank you all who reviewed and I hope you enjoy the next chapters!)
"Well...it was YOUR turn to watch her genius! You know how she spaces off all the time!!" Cried Number 5 to Number 1.
Number 1 turned to Number 5 and pointed a finger at her angrily. "Don't talk to me like that!" He snapped.
"I can talk to you any way I wish!! What are you now? Some kind of adult pipin' orders like that!" Number 5 shouted angrily.
"Why you little brat!" Snapped Number 5. "After all I've done for you, you come back and snap at me!!"
"You haven't done diddly squat for us!" Number 5 snapped.
"Guys! Could you please stop arguing!" Pleaded Number 2. "We won't get her back if we don't work together!"
Number 5 sighed loudly and angrily as she stomped off, away from Number 1. Number 1 tightened his mouth into a thin line as he clenched his fists together.
"Well what do you propose we do?" He asked, trying to be calm.
"Aren't you the leader?" Number 5 taunted.
"You talk back to me one more time you are OUT of this team!" Shouted Number 1.
Number 5 clenched her fists as she shouted loudly. "WELL MAYBE I DON'T WANT TO BE IN THE TEAM ANYMORE!!"
The group gasped in shock as they saw Number 5 throw off her hat and stomp off. But before she completely left she spun around and shouted.
"And to you, from now on it's Abigail! And I bet I can save my best friend before any of you can count to five!"
With that she stomped off, leaving her former friends speechless. Number 2 grumbled angrily.
"Now look what you've done!"
Number 1 crossed his arms across his chest and humphed. "Like I care. We don't need her anyway."
Number 4 gripped his blonde hair before shouting. "ENOUGH!!!!!"
The two boys turned to stare at him in shock. Number 4 sighed.
"I'm sorry! But could you please stop! I don't know about you but I would like to find Number 3 and know that she's ok!!" He cried.
Number 1 and 2 stared in disbelieve before they sighed in agreement.
"Yea, you're right Number 4." They both mumbled.
Number 4 forced a grin. "Of course, I'm always right."
Number 1 rolled his eyes. "Yea yea, now lets get started..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Number 3 sighed in boredom as she bounced a rock against the stonewall. In her current condition...she wasn't very comfortable. Both of her legs were chained to the moldy stonewall, and she was locked in a dungeon.... at least that's what it looked like. She really couldn't tell where she was. She was still a little bit drowsy from the blast that was supposed to be for her enemies. Just then she heard a squeaking noise. Blinking, she looked down. There by her empty food bowl was a tiny mouse. Number 3 blinked before she wrinkled her nose and said softly. "Eeeew..."
The mouse looked up at her and squeaked. She blinked and hurriedly pointed to the skeleton leaning on the broken bench.
"It was him! He said it!" She cried.
The mouse just twitched its nose before scurrying off. Number 3 sighed.
"I'm bored..." She mumbled, placing her chin in her hands.
"Oh really, little Sanban?" Came a snickering voice.
Number 3 rolled her eyes. "Go away, I'd rather talk to the wall." She grumbled.
The short blonde snickered as he put the key into the lock. "Why don't I give you something to do?"
"Depends on what it is..."
"Oh trust me...it'll be amusing."
"For me or for you?"
"Me."
"Oh joy..."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
" Hey! Hey! Hey! That hurts!" Whined Number 3 as the blonde dragged her down the hall by her hair.
Luckily, they soon came to where they were destined for the blonde threw her down onto the cold floor.
"Umph..." She groaned as she landed on her back.
"Now girlie...I want you to clean up this room...with a toothbrush. Then I want you to paint the entire room with a horse hair."
Number 3 looked around. "You have got to be kidding me.there's no way I can't paint all that! Plus...it would ruin the whole evil look you've got going on here..."
The blonde grumbled as he threw the supplies at her. "JUST DO IT!"
"I thought you said paint the room not paint shoes!!"
"You are driving my patents!"
"Well it would be easier if you'd make up your mind!!"
The blonde threw his hands in the air before stomping out of the room, slamming and locking the door behind him. Number 3 blinked.
"Well isn't he Mr. Hospitable..."
(Well, there's the 3rd chapter! Sorry it's kinda corny but...this is Number 3 we're talking about! She's so cute but so dense sometimes! Oh well, that's what makes it great! Lol. Thank you all who reviewed and I hope you enjoy the next chapters!)