The block is gone! WAHOO! SUMMER! No riding the bus for a whole other three months! But anyway, that leave an opportunity to write my stories! So by the way, the obvious is pointed out in this chapter! And nobody knew it but ME!

BOOM! Another guard was dead, even though the bomb was aimed at Helen.

"I don't get it!" exclaimed Stacie as she punched another bad guy. "What did the lip gloss do?"

"Let me think!" said Mayme.

"No time for thinking!" said Helen. "We're gonna die!"

BAM! Violet was pushed by a guard to the floor.

"Vi!" Helen was worried. She ran over to her. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine mom, I'm fine. I just..." Violet scratched the top of her head. "I have a huge bump on my head."

"Oh, great."

BOOM (again)! Another bomb exploded, but nobody was dead.

"Get up!"

Violet got up, knowing her mom wasn't in the best mood she could be in. "BOMB!"

BOOM (yet again)! Things were getting way too crazy.

"WHY ARE THEY DESTROYING THE PLACE?" asked (and screamed) Mayme.

"BECAUSE THEY WANT TO DESTROY US!" said (and screamed) Stacie.

"I HATE BEING A SUPER!"

"WE ALL DO!"

The elevator door opened, for Violet to turn around. "DAD!"

"SORRY I DIDN'T COME DOWN EARLIER!" said (and screamed) Bob.

The guards had given up. There were only five of them. They went back to the elevator, and crammed it up with guards in matching blue and black guard suits.

Mayme just fell. Already she was trying to gain her thoughts about the lip gloss. Violet joined Mayme in falling, wondering what the guards were doing. Stacie and Helen stayed up, looking at the only man in the room.

"Well?" said Stacie. "You gonna say it?"

"Say what?" said Bob and Helen.

"That you're both sorry and that you never ever should've thought that the other didn't love you because that is the very reason all of us are even here!"

Bob looked at Helen. Helen looked at Bob. "You go first."

"No! Helen, you go first."

"What? Are you kidding?"

"Fine, I'll go!"

"Fine!"

"Listen, I, I just, it's crazy." Silence. "I did like her a bit."

"OH! SO YOU ADMIT IT!"

"I'M NOT DONE!"

Mayme and Violet looked at each other. They could tell the end of the relationship that their parents/aunt and uncle shared was near.

Suddenly, somebody right behind them said boo and they screamed bloody murder, not knowing it was Dash. Dash just cracked up, while Mayme was trying to figure out how he got the heck out of the car.

"Keep going then!"

"But I just, I just liked her. I didn't love her. I love you. You know that."

"Oh, please. If I did know that I probably wouldn't be yelling at you right now. That right there was a lie."

"It was not!"

"Prove it!"

Bob looked down. How the heck was he supposed to prove it? Then it just kind of got him. He kissed her, and it was a long, long kiss.

Stacie went over to sit with the girls, who were both staring in shock. "I'm just as scared as you," she whispered.

As soon as the kiss stopped, the sitting down people sighed in relief. It was over. No more drama. Hopefully.

But we all know that the writer of this story always loves to keep the suspense building, and the drama is the most important part to her, so all that hope you had for happily ever after should go away right now. Because this is the part where Sydney enters the room with the same exact gun that killed David.

"Oh, god," said Helen.

"That's right. Oh, god," said Sydney.

"Who do you plan to kill now?"

"You, duh! You guys didn't even figure out my plan."

"What was your plan?"

"You call Bob. Bob finds where you are. He comes, easily taking him to me."

Everybody just stared.

"That was it?" said Mayme. "That was IT? I could've figured that out the second I saw you!"

"The obvious. Nobody guesses it," said Sydney. "So, the plan was a success. Now I get the guy."

"WAIT!" said Violet, knowing this was her cue. "Why don't we just let my dad decide, that way we KNOW he'll be happy."

"Hm. That's actually somewhat of a good idea. But first let me say, you seem like a very smart girl, Violet. You know who would be right for your dad, but it has to be a hard decision. I can help you make that decision."

Violet thought about this. Then she snapped back to reality. "I think I can find out who's right for my dad by myself, thanks."

"Well," said Stacie. "I say we just let him decide."

Helen looked at Sydney. "You know what I realized? You're a fat, dirty bi-"

"HEY!" said Stacie. "What happened to keeping the trip G-rated?"

"I don't know! Then again... A FAT, DIRTY (bleepness)!"

"Oh. My. God," said Violet. "She did not."

"She did," said Mayme. "She so did."

Helen turned to Stacie. "How was that?"

"Uh," said Stacie. "Not bad. Not bad at all."

Helen turned back to Sydney. She looked down at the gun she was holding. There was the thing that killed her brother. It could kill another person if she didn't stop it. But when she did stop the last time, it went off anyway.

But this was different.

She pushed down Sydney's hand without thinking and Sydney let go in shock. She thought Helen wouldn't do it, but she had. Little did she know that the reenactment of the death of David (A/N: Woah. That sounded, like, holy) was going to happen. Little did anybody know that something very very bad was going to happen.

Okay, the last chapter is the next chapter. I seriously had the most fun I could with this story than I ever could with another sequel of something. Gah, I should be saying this stuff in the last chapter.

So, anybody up for good old fashioned review?