"Okay. Is the rope tight? Good. I've always wanted to try this."
"I didn't see this on Jackass."
"It's Viva La Bam. Same idea. Ready?"
"3."
"2."
"1."
"FINLANDIA TUG-OF-WAR!" The both yelled at the same time and ran in opposite directions. There was a long rope, each end fastened around their waists. They would run in opposite directions, and when the rope stretched taut they would either fall over or stand strong. Mexican/Finlandia tug-of-war. I have never seen this game played with a winner.
They ran on and on, until
the rope began to lift off the ground. They ran hard, each going at a
medium sprint. This is what was going through their heads:
Kai's
POV
Steve-O Steve-O Steve-O Steve-O
# PLEASE STOP #
Are
you my concience?
# No I'm your bitbea- wait, yes, I am your concience. NOW STOP THIS F--KING GAME #
Concience, am I dead?
# No. But you're about to experience extreme pain in 3,2...
Christie's POV
WOW I love these side effects I wish this could go on and on and on and on...
# PLEASE STOP #
Why
# DRANZER'S SO PISSED AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO HURT YOURSELF #
I can take a moment of pain. This game is fuuuuun.
# NO PLEASE DON'T DRANZER IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE KAI WON'T LISTEN TO HER! #
Heeeee this is fun
Normal POV
The rope stopped. Christie shrieked, but it lasted for the smallest fraction of a second becuase she was cut off when she fell. Kai tried to yell, but his voice was muffled by the grass he hit. After a moment of laying face-down, they got up and untied themselves. Just then, the rest of the team came around the corner of the house. "You guys, what happened? Why did you guys scream?" Ray said. "Christie, you didn't just..." Max moaned. "Hey look! Kai's about to chuck biscuits!" Tyson pointed at Kai. He was leaning forward, his hands on his knees, breathing heavily. Finally he just fell backwards in the grass and lay there. Christie went over to him and poked him with her foot. He sighed dreamily, looking up at the sky. "I have to pee," He said.
NIGHT
Kai slept against the far wall, as usual. Except this time he had his legs against the wall, in the air, and his back on the floor. His head was to the side and he made no noise. At 11:57, Christie tried to wake him up, but to no avail. She gave up and went back to her cot, thinking of things for tomorrow.
MORNING
"My bologna has a first name, it;s O-S-C-A-R, my bologna has a second name it's M-A-Y-E-RRRRR I love to eat it every day and if you ask me why I'll sayyyyyyyyyy..."
Christie opened her eyes, sat up, looked at what was singing at the foot of her bed, and screamed.
"HE'S SO KAWAII!"
vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv
mwahahha. im special. anyway im doing the next chapter now cuz I CANT WAIT and i mite have to leave soon but i got the WHOLE DAY OFF from schooooool.
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