Something Called Love

Chapter 39

Bombs Away!

Aia: Ahh…this chapter is not too long.

Krys: snickers

Aia: ignores Please, please, I really would like it if you reviewed not only this story but 'Yesterday Come and Gone' too. Peace out!

Next day everyone decided to go grocery shopping (Aia: A hint, maybe it's because of the lack of food I don't know…sarcastic) Tyson was running up and down the aisles once in a while coming back to dump some kind of junk into the cart. Rei was forced to push the cart that was quickly filling up. Kai was just glaring at evreyone. Krys,Aia and Kiara were looking for things they needed unlike a certain idiot who shall remain nameless.

"Can we go now?" Hilary complained in classic Hilary fashion.

"Why?" Kenny asked.

"This is soooo boring!" Hilary said exaggerating heavily on the 'so.'

"You try pushing this cart," Rei said, more than slightly annoyed with the brunette.

"Uhh…maybe I should push it…" Krys said taking over Rei's position.

"Thank you," Rei sighed in obvious relief. Krys smiled.

The gang soon came to the fruits and vegetables section. Tyson looked around with an 'Oh my god, this is so exciting (sarcasm)' look on his face. "Can I look at the candy?" he whined.

"Tyson, has it ever occurred to you that fruits and vegetables are good for you?" Rei asked.

"Yeah…so….?" Tyson asked tossing a broccoli over his shoulder to renforce the fact that he didn't care. Unfortunately, he got Kai…Kai's eye twitched once again out of annoyance and in one swift motion, threw an orange into Tyson's face.

"AHHHHH! My eyes!" Tyson shrieked in obvious pain. Kai chuckled in amusement but at that moment got a squash in his face. Throw by who other than Hilary…

"Food fight!" someone yelled out. Kiara, on instinct, grabbed the nearest fruit and flung it at Hilary. The apple (being the nearest fruit) bounced off her head and fell to the ground. Aia laughed until and apple hit her in head. She picked up a red pepper and threw it at Tyson. Max grabbed a fruit and threw it happily (Krys: And randomly) into the air. And out of nowhere, DJ appeared to report on everything thata was going on (K&A&K: What the--? What the hell is he doing here! Where the hell did he come from!) Krys looked at him with w very stunned and funny expression on her face.

"Now, Tyson's struggling to throw a pumpking. Woah! He totally missed his shot there," DJ said as he watched the pumpkin go fliying toward Krys. She moved out of the way but unfortunately the stem caught on her sleeve and ripped the material slightly.

"Now Krys is getting angry," DJ said somewhat fearfully, taking a step back.

"Uh…Krys, calm down…" Rei said but Krys pushed him aside.

"Tyson! Have you met Mr. Zukini yet?" Krys asked and then proceeded to repeatedly whack Tyson over the head with the previously mentioned vegetable. (Aia: For those of you who don't know what a zukini is, it's a vegetable that looks like a cross between a cucumber and a pumpkin. Oh and a squash is a vegetable too.) Once Tyson was on the ground Krys began to whack him even more viciously with her makeshift weapon. Rei attempted to stop her which prooved to be impossible without getting hit in the process.
"Woah! Tyson's really getting a beating. Never get in the way of Krys and her lethal zukini!" DJ said.

Krys stared at the now mangled vegetable before walking off. Just when everyone thought that Tyson would be spared she reappeared with two baguettes.

"Muahaha. Feel ze wwrath of me baguettes," she said in an intended corny french accent. (Aia: Baguettes are those thin long loaves of bread that have a hard crust but a melt-in-your-mouth inside drools.) Krys, as an entrance, pulled of a funky baton twirling technique with the two loaves of bread. Tyson, sensing imminent misfortune ran for the nearest corner. Krys would pursued the idiot had the manager not suddenly decided to make an appearance…

"Ahem..who's going to clean up this mess and pay me back for the damage done to the produce?" he asked casting a meaningful/menacing glance in the teenagers' direction.

"Uh…well…See ya guys!" said DJ as he made a hasty exit.

The nine of them spent the rest of the day cleaning up the mess that they had made. When they got home they were sp tired that they lazily put everything away and went to bed early.

Aia: Haha! I speak french! corny french accent

Krys: Don't you hate french though?

Aia: So…I'm still forced to learn it…Anyways, please…PLEASE review!