SNEAKING AROUND

A/N: Ok, I'm extremely pissed off today, as it's the last day of summer (if you haven't noticed by now, summer is my favourite season). So in this it will also be the last day of summer. Because I have constantly kept my promise (cough, bullshit, bullshit, cough) here is the next update!

"Oh, ohh, oh!" came the screams from inside Jack's house. "That's it, Jack, that's it! More, more!" it was obviously Karen's voice. Harris peaked over the window with his camera (he was hiding in a bush he had dragged to Jack's house, a journey that took 5 hours and a lot of stares from the weirded out townsfolk). Harris was shocked at what he saw. "This is Arris-Hay to Opuri-Pay, can you read me?"

Harris spoke into the walkie talkie he held in his hand. Popuri poked her head out of the bush right next to Harris. "tis is Opuri-Pay to Arris-Hay, I read you!... wait a minute… what's with the walkie talkies?..." Harris and Popuri looked at each other blankly for a second, as neither had actually brought walkie-talkies. Harris threw them over to the chickens, killing 3 and a half of them (… wait a minute…).

Popuri punched Harris in the jaw, then looked through the window. "Oh…my…god…THAT'S SICK! THAT'S SICK! DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY EGGS IT TAKES TO MAKE THAT POPCORN?" she yelled (although for some mysterious reason, Jack and Karen didn't hear) after seeing Jack putting literally tonnes of salt onto the popcorn, which Karen then finished in one extremely large gulp.

A/N: I'm sorry to interrupt, but Popuri… there are no eggs in popcorn…

Popuri: "…Shut…the…fuck…UP!"

Harris, regaining consciousness, spoke into a tape recorder. "Time: sometime on the last day of summer brackets summer thirtyith brackets. Date… same as time. The subjects appear to be using Sodium Chloride to… feed each other? Anyway, I hope that Karen cooks, because I really wanna see Jack throw up…HAHAHAHAHA!" at this, Harris stopped recording for about a second, went silent, then turned it back on again. "HAHAHAHAH!".

Unfortunately for Harris, Karen couldn't be fucked cooking anything (this is because I can't be fucked writing it of course, but shut up) and instead decided to leave. "Seeya Hon", she said, pashing him for about 40 seconds, then walking away. "Hmm… still no real evidence, but I don't know…the way she was kissing him…" Popuri muttered to herself.

"Hi, Harris, hi, Popuri!" said Karen and Jack, staring at the bush (did I forget to mention it consisted only of two leaves and a twig?) "Were you spying on us?" "Uhh…no…" said Popuri, who was, quite frankly, a shit liar. "Oh, good…" replied Jack, who was even crappier at math (he couldn't put 2 and 2 together).

Anyway, Jack, I'll see you on my birthday!" Karen said cheekily. She winked and walked away. "Hmm.. Karen's birthday, hey? Maybe we better organize a surprise party" Popuri thought as a plan hatched in her head.

A/N: Well… this was random…

Fank yas:

GeneralDragon: I hope you still exist, because these last chapters have coincidently answered your prayers!

JustWrite: I'm crude, I'm rude, and I can't think of a third thing that both fits the criteria and rhymes with crude! Thanks for reading!

Tikzch: Ah, my dear Tikzch. Always the fastest to review. Tanks, and although my stupid mofo of a school has started for the year again, I'll try fit an update in everyday! Oh yeah, btw, I finished that story I was talking about…