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A/N: Thanks for the reviews! This chapter is really short, but I'll try to update really soon to make up for it. I hope you guys like this chapter, though. Keep those reviews coming please!
Chelie; thanks for the anonymous review! I'm glad you love it.
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Portman groaned, as he tried to pull the biggest suitcase of the bunch, out of the taxi's trunk; of course it was Connie's.
Charlie walked around to the trunk, and asked, "Portman, you need-"
Portman pulled the suitcase vertically instead of trying to squeeze it out horizontally, and it decked him in the chin.
"Help?" Charlie grimaced, as Portman rubbed his chin.
"HA!" Fulton laughed and pointed, while he passed by rolling Ken's suitcase.
Portman glared, and handed the suitcase to Charlie.
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They dragged the suitcase to the top of the stairs, and Guy jumped out of the door.
Guy looked at the boys, who were sweating bullets in the cool, fall weather, "You got Connie's suitcase?" Charlie nodded. "Hah, sucks for you guys. I'm gonna pick up some food real quick, since it'll take too long to wait for delivery."
Guy started to rush down the stairs, until Charlie turned around and yelled his name, "Guy!" Guy's head popped out behind the banister.
"Yeah."
Charlie smiled, "Can I come?"
Guy nodded, and smiled back, "Well, come on then."
Charlie ran down to catch up with Guy, with a little boy smile on his face.
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"Here Cons," Portman handed Connie who thanked him, and carried it into the living room with ease. Portman stared, and sighed at her strength.
"Water," Portman growled.
Cooper's eyes got wide, as she grabbed a water bottle for Portman, and threw it over to him, without looking. Portman, who wasn't paying attention, got hit right in the nose.
"Portman!" Cooper ran over to Portman, who held his nose in pain. "I am so sorry!"
Portman's nose began to bleed, and Parker started to panic at the sight of blood. Connie came out of the guest bedroom to see what the chaos was about. She gasped, and helped Parker in wetting paper towels. The three gathered to help Portman.
Fulton's jaw dropped and he complained, "He gets a nose bleed and you all panic?! He almost sat the life out of me, and I get stared at."
"Shut up and stop complaining," Cooper said as she flailed her hand for more paper towels. She turned around to Fulton and her eyes got wide in frustration, "Reed, I'm waiting!"
Fulton pouted and ripped paper towels to hand Cooper, who snatched them out of his hands.