Day Five

Disclaimer: I own Danni nothing else, Lesley DAvis was used with permision!

The girls woke up early, before anyone was up and got dressed. "I feel rebellious." Danni smirked as she pulled out her pants.

"You are rebellious, sneaking around the city, rope ladders out of your window" Lesley made wide motions with her hands. Danni just looked at her and smiled. She walked over to chest of drawers and pulled out O'Hara's gun. Lesley watched her as she loaded the weapon. Then she realized what she was doing. "Like heck your not!" She yelled. Lesley dove across the room and snatched the weapon out of Danni's hands. "I don't trust you with fire arms, matches, or sharp objects." She emptied the chamber and placed the bullet in Danni's hand. "I also don't trust you with any documents of important information." Lesley paused to think. "Oh, and make up, I would rather shoot myself then let you around me with make up."Danni snorted.

"Fine, but it would terrify O'Hara more if I had a fire arm" She pouted. Lesley shook her head. "You're mean."

"And you're devious, now come on." Lesley put the gun in the back of her pants. They went down the stairs and looked at the empty hallways. They approached the library and Danni pulled out her key. It was the same one from yesterday. She opened the door. "How is that the same key?" Lesley asked.

"Skeleton Key" Danni responded. "And not like the movie." She rolled her eyes sitting in Cornwallis's chair. Danni propped her feet up. Lesley saw the rocking chair. She smirked at it and had fond memories. Lesley sat down and the girls waited for their prey.

O'Hara walked down the hall. He had an extra spring in his step this morning. Although his room had been ransacked, he had found comfort in his latest lady friend Avalon. The general opened the door to the Library and saw a boy sitting in his chair. His hat pulled over his face. "WHAT is the meaning of this?" He shouted. The boy looked up at him and smiled.

"Good Morning General" Danni said looking at him over the top of her Birkenstocks.

"MISS DAVIS this is an out rage!" He shouted. His pallid completion turned bright burgundy red. Danni sighed.

"Stow it, you stupid little mamma's boy" She stood up and leaned on the desk. "I'm telling you, Lesley, you'd think some one would have shot this man already, just out of sheer kindness to the human race!" Danni turned to her companion. Lesley leaned up against the wall and crossed her arms.

"Now, Danni," She chided. O'Hara felt completely sure that Lesley was going to defend him- fat chance. "You can't call him a man. That's insult to men." Lesley smirked.

Danni sniggered. "Well, Lesley, I can't call him a woman, it would insult us." They let out some laughs. "But on to bigger and better things." Danni reached into a drawer in the desk. She pulled out a small leather bound book. O'Hara's blue eyes went wide with realization. "You know, General, Lesley and I think that you shouldn't keep your things in such an obvious place." Danni waved the book. His eyes jumped between the two girls.

"You two were the ones who broke into my room." He shouted. "Give me back my journal, Miss Davis and I won't tell Cornwallis." He held out his hand. Lesley just started laughing at him.

"You know what, I read one page of what you've written. I think this could possibly interest Lord Cornwallis." She smirked at him.

He seemed defeated. O'Hara already knew that she wasan expert atblackmail."What do you want?"

"Not much for now, just the whereabouts of Lesley personal effects." Danni placed the leather bound journal on the desk again.

"I refuse to tell you such- he was cut off when the barrel of his own pistol pressed against his temple.

Lesley made a buzzer noise. "Wrong answer, would you care to try again?" She pushed the metal into his head.

"I…I…" Danni cut him off and started pouting.

"Aw, Lesley," Danni pouted. "I thought you said I could hold the gun!" She exclaimed coming around the desk and grabbing an apple in the process. She winked at Lesley who smiled. "Give me the gun" Danni commanded. Lesley placed the gun into her hands and Danni squealed. "All right, well I need to practice my shooting, well, actually I need to learn." She placed the apple on top of his head. "Now stand still and I might not miss." She said backing him against the wall. She loaded the gun and took some aim.

Lesley watched O'Hara quiver and shake. He was sweating profusely. Danni took her aim and leaned on the trigger. The next thing the girls new; General O'Hara was lying on the ground. "You killed him."

"No," Danni responded. "Not with our luck. The man's like a freaking energizer bunny, no matter how hard you try he always keeps going." She looked at the end of the barrel.

"Oh my, that's nasty!" Lesley exclaimed. Danni stopped her inspection and looked interestedly at Lesley.

"What?"

"O'Hara wet himself." Lesley took to giant steps back.

"Oh, goodness, I knew he was a pansy, but this is just disgusting." Danni rolled her eyes. She sat on the desk and reached into a drawer. "Here" She pulled something out of it. "Put these under his nose." She tossed a jar to Lesley, who caught it. "They're smelling salts, Jemina keeps a large supply around at all times." Lesley nodded and put medical thing under his nose. He started awake.

"All right, General, enough play time." Lesley grabbed his shirt collar and slammed him against the wall. "Where are my things?" O'Hara stammered. Lesley gave him a heavy shake. "TELL ME!" She screamed, rattling his head back and forth. Danni walked over to Lesley and placed a hand on her arm.

"All right, Calm down, he needs those last brain cells, that is ifhe has any." Danni said. "Look General, if you tell us, I'll think about giving you your little book back."

"It's in the supply tents!" He shouted. Lesley dropped him and Danni gathered the girls' effects.

"Aren't going to give me my journal?" He asked.

"Nah," Danni shrugged. O'Hara balked. "Don't call me a lair either, I said would 'think about it' not that I would." She said over her should walking away.

The two girls went into the hall and the first thing Danni did was run into something solid. It was Colonel Tavington. He looked angry. "EPP!" Danni squeaked. She jumped to her feet and ran behind Lesley. "DON'T EAT ME!" She exclaimed. The two taller beings just looked at her incredulously.

"Where have you two been?" He ground out.

"Harassing O'Hara" Lesley jerked her thumb towards the embarrassed man making a spectacle of himself trying not to be seen. Tavington smirked.

"Finally," he muttered. "Anyway, carry on" He brushed passed them and continued on his way to the kitchen.

Danni watched in amazement. "Was Colonel Tavington actually nice to us just now?" Lesley nodded thoughtfully.

"He's hot coming and going." Lesley thought.

"AHHHH! Bad mental image! Oh it burns! It burns!" Danni screamed randomly. Lesley gave her a strange look. "DO NOT, I repeat, do not ever think aloud EVER again!" She stormed away muttering something about needing a physiatrist. Lesley rolled her eyes and followed her friend.

Two girls clad in blue jeans, un-tucked men's shirt, and boy's hats stood a good ways away from the supplies tents. They were standing behind a large tree. "All right how do we get in?" Lesley asked as she turned back to Danni. Danni shrugged. "What? You don't know!" She exclaimed in a low voice. "I thought that you were an evil genius."

"Evil Mastermind, very subtle yet large difference." Danni made a wide motion. "It's sort of like jumping and falling. You know big difference!" Danni hissed.

"Well, whatever, what are we going to do? We need a distraction."

Danni shrugged. "Hey, I've got an idea take your shirt off and run around." Suddenly, her head bobbed forward. "Hey, what was that for?" She rubbed the back of her head.

"Why," Lesley asked leaning her back against the tree. "Would I run around with out my shirt?" She rolled her eyes.

"You've got a better body than I do." Danni said matter-of-factly.

"Well your boobs are bigger." Lesley pointed out.

"HEY" Danni said irritated. "I thought we agreed that you weren't noticing that anymore." She ground out. "All right you go incapacitate him and then we'll get the stuff." Danni suggested. Lesley nodded and she was about to run off. "Oh, wait, never mind we need to get the information out of one of them, because it would look suspicious if all the regimentals were to wind up passed out." Lesley nodded.

"Well, I've got an idea." Lesley showed Danni the firearm they still had with them from their previous harassment of O'Hara. Danni nodded and followed her out into the camp.

Private Marcus Taylor was nervous. There were rumors about men just randomly dropping dead in the middle of the watch. It was nearly dark. Taylor fidgeted for a few minutes. Then he felt like something was watching him. He shivered and tried to shake the feeling off. He waited for a few minutes then began turning around slowly, surveying the area. When he was finally facing forward, he felt a gun press to his temple. Then a breathe on the back of his neck. "Do you know what happens to good boys when bad girls get a hold of them?" It was decidedly feminine and whispered low into his ear. "They get hurt." She exhaled. He tried to turn around

Then another voice breathed on him. "You have some information which is very important to us." He shivered. "There was a load brought in by a continental Militia two days ago." He felt something grab his arm. "Where is it?" He stammered and quivered. "Tell us or we'll shoot you."

He pointed to the end of the tents' line. "There, the last one. The stuff, it's in the back." He squirmed.

"Thank you ever so much." The coldness of the barrel pulled away from his head. He tried to turn around. "Don't turn around." She said. Private Marcus Taylor was not terrified, but now petrified. In the distance, the laughs of two girls could be heard.

"Aw that was great!" Danni giggled. "I swear he was going to wet his knickers!"

Lesley nodded in agreement. "Come on Valley girl lets get my stuff. I want to get some real sleep, we've been up late the past few nights." They entered into the tent through the back of the flap. They could see two guards standing outside so they suppressed the round of joyful giggles when they uncovered all of Lesley effects. The two scuttled back to the fort. It was nearly dinner time and the girls entered the kitchen. There stood Colonel Tavington. "Eek!" Danni screamed. She nearly dropped the stuff she was carrying. "Colonel Tavington, what are you doing in here?" She asked turning her back and unloading everything on Lesley. He opened his mouth to say something, but Danni cut him off. "I was just wondering; do you know anything about er Mesothemoma or what ever." He arched an eyebrow. "Didn't think so, well I'll tell you what, Lesley can go do something with her stuff and I can tell you all about it." She started shoving him out of the kitchen while motioning Lesley to go up the stairs through the servants' corridors.

That night before bed Lesley and Danni were going over all of Lesley's things trying to make sure everything was there. "All right, we have all the hand weapons." She walked over to the crates. Danni zoomed over there and pried the tops off.

"Holy Poo on rye bread toast this is sooo cool. I'm actually in the presence of one the-

"Danni Davis, if you touch one of those things so help me I'll take it and beat you with it." Lesley glared at her. Danni put her hands up as if she was being arrested. "Good now step back and fix your hair or something."

"Oh, you're just jealous." Danni crossed her arms and changed her clothes for bed. "Hey, now, tomorrow, we can put it somewhere safe, then harass O'Hara some more." Danni suggested. She got into the bed and patted the stop for Salem to sleep. Lesley nodded and changed for bed.

"Night Danni"

"Night Lesley" They blew out their respective lights and fell asleep.

TBC…

Oh look, it's another chapter! Would some one please review! Anyway, if anyone can find my second pop culture reference in here I'll give them a cookie. Here's a hint: it's a time travel movie that involves a man who plays the opposite of a woman who plays the opposite of a man who plays the opposite of a volleyball... if that's isn't giving it away I don't know what is! Anyway I'm almost done, only two more chapters left in the story.

SassyBrunette: Can't and/or won't think about the errors in this one. I hope you find this just as funny.