Ok, I'm back as you guessed it. I might, MIGHT, continue this story. If anyone wants to adopt this story, by all means, do so. Just tell me.
After a few days, they finally reached their destination. They drove into some swamps and found a small shack.
"Ok, everyone, be cautious. He's not used to visitors." Anna warned the others. They all nodded.
She left them there and walked to the backyard, where she could hear her uncle shooting at random things.
"Uncle?" Anna asked warrily.
He quickly turned around and shot at her. Anna, expecting this reaction, quickly flew away from the bullet.
He looked at her as she floated back to the ground, and he smiled. "ANNA BANANA!"
She hugged her uncle. "Uncle Wade, it's been so long."
"IKR!" Wade says, hugging her back.
"IKR? What does that mean?" Anna asked.
"Um, nothing. Nothing at all. What are you doing here?" Wada asked her.
"Running from the law."
Wade smiled and nudged her shoulder, "That's my girl."
Anna smiled back at him. "I hope you don't mind but I brought Kurt and a few friends."
"As long as their not Canadian, I'm ok with it." Wade shrugged, going back to shooting at random objects.
"Uncle Wade, you're Canadian." Anna pointed out.
"I know. That's the reason there can't be any other Canadians. It makes me more unique."
"Uncle, you are already unique without being Canadian." Anna said laughing. "Well, I'm gonna get the others." Anna said walking off and getting them and bringing them back.
"Wade. Nice to meet you." Kurt said, extending his two fingered hand to Wade.
Wade just stared at before yelling, "Cool hand, bro. So 'sup with the broad?"
"What?" Forge asked, very confused.
"It means-Never mind. How's your mother?" Wade said rolling his eyes.
"She's...the reason why we're crooks." Anna and Kurt said, then told him the complete story.
"So we figure that no one would know about the allusive 'Rogue' here." Anna said, ending the explaination.
"I see. Go ahead and make yourselves at home." Wade said, opening the door to his shak.
"Me and Forge are allowed in, sir?" Amanda asked.
Wade smiled, "Yeah, totally."
"That's a yes, right?" Forge asked.
"It is. Sorry for my messy crib, yo." Wade said.
"What?" They all asked.
"It's urban slang."
"What's that?" Kurt asked picking up a dirty sock that looked moldy.
"Don't worry about it." Wade said, sighing. Then he muttered. "I can't wait until I'm written in a story taken place in the 21st centuary. Atleast there, they know what I'm saying."
"What did you say?" Forge asked.
"I didn't say nothing." Wade said rolling his eyes, then muttered, "The only upside is that I'm not disfigured like I usually am."
"Uncle Wade, it's really rude to mutter stuff." Anna said.
"It's rude to drop by and not send a letter first, Annie." Wade teased.
"Sorry, but I couldn't. It would take too long." Anna said.
"Are you for cereal? Why not just call-Wait we don't have phones yet! Ugh!" Wade banged his head against the door.
"Why is Wade hurting himself?" Amanda asked Forge who shrugged.
"It's how he gets rid of stress..." Anna answered.
"I don't know about you, mein friends, but I'm going to explore." Kurt said, before going outside.
"Wait for me, Kurt!" Amanda yelled after running with him. Anna laughed. Wade kept banging his head against the wall. Forge remained confused.
After Wade stopped banging his head against the wall he turned to Anna and Forge.
"I need some food around this dump, can you go get some?" Wade asked.
"Ok, uncle Wade. C'mon, Forge." Anna said, getting up. "We'll be back in a couple hours."