A Car Ride From Canada
"What was James thinking when he went down there?" Heather snapped as she drove the van.
"I told him we should have taken the full team," A dwarf with black hair and a black beard grumbled in the seat next to him. "But nooooooo! He had to do it his way!"
"You know James will always go his own way Puck," A Native American man with long hair spoke. "That is his nature."
"Will you please stop using that pseudo-shaman psychobabble?" Puck groaned. "Michael you know it gives me a headache."
"Speaking of headaches," Michael Twoyoungmen motioned to the back seat of the van. "You should try sitting back here some time."
"Look! I don't understand why we couldn't at least fly down there!" A nineteen-year-old boy with dark hair asked in a French Canadian accent. "I could have run there and back by now!"
"We've been over this Jean-Paul," Heather sighed. "We need to be as inconspicuous as possible. This is orders from the top."
"Well you know what I think about that?" Jean-Paul made a gesture with his finger.
"Must you be so crude?" A young woman nearly identical to him asked. She had medium length black hair and also spoke with a French Canadian accent.
"You think everything is crude Jeanne-Marie," Jean-Paul snorted.
"Blame my upbringing brother," She looked at him. "And considering who my twin is I like to think I inherited the better virtues."
"Ah the old 'evil twin' excuse," Jean-Paul mocked. "Are you so sure that it is I who am the evil one? You've been known to do a few things that are not quite on the side of the angels."
"Are you calling me a liar?" Jeanne-Marie snapped.
"Pants on fire, hanging from a telephone wire!" Jean-Paul mocked.
"Why you…" She growled.
"THAT'S ENOUGH YOU TWO!" Heather snapped. "Don't make me pull over this van!"
"Sasquatch was wise not to come," Michael sighed.
"No room in the van," Puck snickered. "Hey didn't we pass that same tree?"
"Don't tell me we're lost again?" Heather groaned.
"Okay I won't tell you," Michael said. "Of course if someone hadn't thrown out our maps and insisted we take the van without the Onstar features…"
"Hey those maps were out of date anyway!" Jean-Paul snapped. "I knew where we were going!"
"No you didn't that's why I had to take over driving," Heather sighed.
"Ha! Loser!" Jeanne-Marie laughed.
"Am not!" Jean-Paul snapped.
"Are too!"
"James when I get my hands on you," Heather groaned. "You are so dead!"