I'm back! It's the final bit of the Night of Terrors. Next chapter is for Halloween.
We slunk into the kitchen as stealthily as four drunken teenagers could. We were giggling in spasmodic bursts because everytime someone shushed us, we began giggling at that.
"Oooooooh! Light!" Lisa exclaimed opening the fridge.
"Cookies?" Tobias asked.
"Muffins?" Cal asked.
"Potato salad." Lisa replied giggling madly at the looks she was given.
"Where do the cookies live?" Tobias was the first to stop giggling with us.
"Cupboard." I said through the giggles. He opened every door in the kitchen then went back to the first one and got the cookies out.
"I hope yer planin' ta close those," came a growl from the door.
"Run!" I exclaimed. Cal ran outside followed Lisa and I and Tobias with the cookies. Captain Canada growled and started closing cupboards shaking his head.
"So what are we gonna do?" Tobias asked. "We're out in the cold and the wet and we're hungry and we can't go back in there-"
"It's not cold or wet and we have cookies." I said.
"We'll have to forge for food and-" he continued.
"We have cookies." I said.
"And we'll starve and freeze and they'll find teenage mutant X-cicles in the morning-" he kept going on like that until Cal stuffed a cookie down his throat.
"COOKIE! How I've missed you!" He cried.
"He's gone crazy!" I declared.
"I second that!" Lisa exclaimed, again giggling madly.
"Does anyone think they can make it to bed?" Cal asked us.
"Why?" came a unanimous reply.
"Sun's coming up." She replied.
"Aw damn. The Musketeers are triumphant another night and must return to our boring lives." I said. Cal got Tobias to bed and went herself. Lisa and I out of sheer drunkeness colapsed in one of our rooms, no idea which, and went to sleep.
Okey dokey, how did you like the Night of Terrors? Kudos to Anything but Ordinary3 for giving me the inspiration for Gaea's addition.
We slunk into the kitchen as stealthily as four drunken teenagers could. We were giggling in spasmodic bursts because everytime someone shushed us, we began giggling at that.
"Oooooooh! Light!" Lisa exclaimed opening the fridge.
"Cookies?" Tobias asked.
"Muffins?" Cal asked.
"Potato salad." Lisa replied giggling madly at the looks she was given.
"Where do the cookies live?" Tobias was the first to stop giggling with us.
"Cupboard." I said through the giggles. He opened every door in the kitchen then went back to the first one and got the cookies out.
"I hope yer planin' ta close those," came a growl from the door.
"Run!" I exclaimed. Cal ran outside followed Lisa and I and Tobias with the cookies. Captain Canada growled and started closing cupboards shaking his head.
"So what are we gonna do?" Tobias asked. "We're out in the cold and the wet and we're hungry and we can't go back in there-"
"It's not cold or wet and we have cookies." I said.
"We'll have to forge for food and-" he continued.
"We have cookies." I said.
"And we'll starve and freeze and they'll find teenage mutant X-cicles in the morning-" he kept going on like that until Cal stuffed a cookie down his throat.
"COOKIE! How I've missed you!" He cried.
"He's gone crazy!" I declared.
"I second that!" Lisa exclaimed, again giggling madly.
"Does anyone think they can make it to bed?" Cal asked us.
"Why?" came a unanimous reply.
"Sun's coming up." She replied.
"Aw damn. The Musketeers are triumphant another night and must return to our boring lives." I said. Cal got Tobias to bed and went herself. Lisa and I out of sheer drunkeness colapsed in one of our rooms, no idea which, and went to sleep.
Okey dokey, how did you like the Night of Terrors? Kudos to Anything but Ordinary3 for giving me the inspiration for Gaea's addition.