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Chapter 8: Cup O' Tea

"Are you sure we're doing the right thing here?" Ann asked Elli. They were all camping partially into the woods, you know, when you're going into the woods, but not going out of the woods, so you can't be halfway to the other side of the forest yet. They weren't trying to get to the other side anyway.

"Beans won't accept us, I know it. We'll survive without him. The guys can stay at Beans' this way." Elli said, putting some military food rations in her mouth.

"I don't know. We might get caught." Karen said cautiously. Still, this was a pretty refreshing spot in the forest. "You know..." she said, "I'm not really missing Larry."

"And I'm not really missing Tom." Maria admitted.

"I don't miss Twitty..."

"And I don't miss Donnie."

"Well, I'm missing Louis!" Popuri pouted.

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Karen stood up. "Well, I'm glad it's not just...wait, what's the author doing? It's not our turn!"

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"Well, I'm glad it's not just me." Twitty said with a sigh of relief.

"What are you talking about, Twitty?" Louis asked.

Twitty scratched his head. "I'm not sure. In fact, I have no idea. But it felt like deja vu."

"Well, you were saying it in the voice of some British man. Like you were demon-possessed or something." Twitty scratched his head again.

Larry interrupted them. "Anyways, I think we should head back on the trail again and go until we find the girls."

"They died somehow." Twitty said in the British voice again.

"Well, dead or not, I'd like to find them." Larry said.

Twitty's pulse went up. "Larry, don't try to scare me like that. Why would they be dead?"

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"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Popuri screamed. "I saw a snake! It's under that log!"

"Everyone stand back." Ann kicked the log over. "Well, I found the snake. Two snakes, actually. They died somehow." Popuri checked for herself.

Maria spoke up. "What are we going to do? The most dangerous stuff is gone, but we can't stay out here. We need to go back to the city, or meet up with the guys."

"Meet up with the guys." Karen said. Everyone agreed.

A/N: Some of this chapter was me just joking around. If misunderstood the one joke, Twitty's not demon-possessed.