Happy thanksgiving everyone! (In Canada)

"HELLO?!" I yell, while pounding the door. "We need pumpkin pie and turkey! It's essential to thanksgiving!"

"Excuse me, ladies," said Rollan, pushing Scarlet and I.

He kicked the door, hard enough to get himself to the hospital. He winced and hobbled away on one foot. I looked at where he kicked. There was a thumb tack, sticking out on the needle side. There was also red blood dripping down.

The most I can do for his stupidity was giving him a band aid.

Then, he charged at the wooden door. The door flung open from the inside, while crushing Rollan to the ground.

"Hello how may I help you?"

Conor screamed and started running around the store. Abeke chased him and tried to stop him. Scarlet ran after them too, but she was trying to stop them from knocking over pies. Let's just say if this was a subjet at school, she would get an F-.

Meilin prepared to punch the store manager. I barely held her back.

"Calm down, Meilin. Think of unicorns and rainbows," I said, nervously.

"If unicorns and rainbows are ways to kill people, then, yeah, I'm thinking about it."

I laughed nervously.

"Help! Anyone! A wooden door killed Rollan!"

Conor screamed and knocked over a very expensive-looking painting. Scarlet ran for the painting and ended up getting a hole inside it. At least she had a nice necklace.

With a painting around her neck, Scarlet ran for Conor. He knocked down a couple of pies that all ended up on Scarlet's face.

I looked away.

I let go of Meilin's arm for an instant, and disaster struck. The store manager was unconsciously lying on the ground.

Bad move.

This made Abeke scream and run to them.

"What do we do?" she asked, frantically.

"Knock over paintings?"

"Done."

"Punch people?"

"Done."

"PANI-"

"DONE!"

I didn't really care if we already panicked or not. So, as the idiot I am, I panicked. Loud.

When people say I'm very loud, I take that as a compliment. It wasn't what they meant.

Abeke and Meilin crashed into each other. Conor, Scarlet and I did the same. Soon, we were exactly like Rollan, flat as a pancake.

A couple of hours later…

The first thing I heard was the sound of some guy with a really heavy accent. He started yelling at a familiar voice. He started yelling at Meilin.

Meilin, the person that she is, started blaming Rollan for all he had ever done.

I got up and rubbed my face. It wasn't really like me to get up so fast.

"Hey, you!"

"Hey, what?" I asked, in a sassy tone.

"I'm a police officer," the accented man said, showing his badge.

"Who cares? I'm an alien," said Meilin.

"No, aliens don't exist, child."

"If you say so," said Meilin calmly. She released Jhi.

"Alien!" yelled the police, pointing at Jhi. "A fat two-colored alien!"

We learned one thing today: police don't believe in pandas.

Half an hour later…

We ate turkey at the alien turkey eating society. There are way too many societies these days.

"Rotten pie?"

"No, I had enough on my face, lately," said Scarlet, licking some from her face.

Conor barfed on the pie that the waitress had. The rest of us did the same.

"Thank you."

I know that was a strange place to end the chapter, but, yeah, there you go. Chapter five!