She had flown. Now we have a problem on our hands. If we don't stop this. There is no doubt we will all die.
"Hey B.C when is your birthday?" We asked when she woke up.
She finished eating her apples sauce. We had given in once she had come too.
"I'll tell you if you play a game with me!" She said laughing.
"B.C this is serious when is your birthday?" Brick told her. She pouted her lips.
"But I want to play a game!" I growled. "No one cares! Now tell us."
She gave me a vicious glare which if it was on anyone but a four year old would actually look scary. I stuck my tongue out. Much to her annoyance.
"Please B.C. Will you do it for us?" Boomer asked. She shook her head no. Man this girl really wasn't playing about that game.
"Oh come on it's just a game. We can do it later." I groaned. She sent an even worse glare. This unfortunately actually looked scary this time. Once again she had had won.
The game was simple a dancing game. I had no idea when we bought this. Though right now I don't really care. "If you can beat me then you can know." She said.
The game started and I take back about dancing being simple. It was easy but she was really good at it and was beating me bad. "Game over! Player 2 wins!" Buttercup jumped. I growled. Time to get serious.
She had beaten me six times. I gave up. I turned and saw Buttercup asleep on the couch. "Well I guess we're not getting crap from her."
That night I went in the kitchen and saw the jar of applesauce on the counter. I could've sworn I put that up. I lifted it and a piece of paper flew from under it. I read it.
'Dear Butch even though you didn't win I think you deserve this. My Birthday is March 21. Love, B.C.' I was shocked. When did she write this?
Buttercup
I looked from the corner and saw Butch pick it up. I had written it only three minutes before he woke up. I was going to let him see it in the morning but now is good too.
A smile was on my face. I went in the bed before he came back. As I pulled up the covers I felt a sharp pain jolt my body. 'Destroy them.' I heard. I did the only thing I knew. I yelled. "Butch!"
Butch
She was terrified last night. It took me an hour to calm her down. Then another hour to put her to sleep! "So she heard a voice and freaked out?" Brick asked.
"Yes! I don't think I imagined a crying four year old. Wait why didn't you guys wake up?"
"Earplugs." They admitted.
"So her birthday is March 21…Wait today is March 7th! That means her birthday is only two weeks away!" Boomer said.
I stared at the little girl as she ate her food. She was completely unaware of what was happening! We only had two weeks to cure her or else.
"We won't be able to do this alone we need help." Brick said.
"From who?" we asked.
"Her sisters."