Author's Note: This chapter is based off of Veronica Varlow's newest entry in her Danger Diary (which you should also be reading because it's fantastic!).
Lava
"The floor is LAVA!" Veronica Varlow's voice rang out through the tour bus at 9am. She skillfully stretched from her bunk to Emilie Autumn's, bracing her arms on the edge of the other girl's bed. "Emmie, get up! The floor is lava!" Veronica slipped her hand under the curtain that hid Emilie from her and wiggled her fingers in her friend's face.
Emilie pulled back the curtain and took in the sight before her. "VV, what the hell are you wearing?"
The burlesque star was clad in a light blue, full body, elephant onesie; she had the hood up so that the elephant's trunk was two inches from Emilie's face. "What?" Veronica frowned, "It was a gift!"
Emilie shook her head and grinned, "You are so weird."
Veronica threw her head back, doing her best elephant impression.
The sound caused Maggie to poked her head out from her bunk above Veronica's, "You sound more like a dying elephant!"
"Hmph," Veronica pouted.
"Come on, you lunatics," Maggie climbed out of her bunk, "last one to the front of the bus is a rotten egg!" The circus performer made her way across the other bunks effortlessly.
Melissa was pouring herself a cup of coffee when Maggie hopped onto the counter and yelled, "The floor is lava, get off of it!" The tour manager put the coffee pot down before boosting herself up onto the counter to sit next to the red head. "That was close," Maggie poured herself a cup of tea and turned back to the bunks, "Are you two coming?"
"I'm stuck," Veronica yelled back, still stretched out between her bunk and Emilie's.
"Get in here before your arms give out and you fall," Emilie moved over a bit, allowing room for Veronica to crawl in.
"Oh well, hello there," Veronica purred nuzzling Emilie's neck with the elephant trunk.
The blonde laughed, "I can't take you seriously in that thing."
"Well maybe you should help me take it off then," the raven haired seductress wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.
Emilie grinned widely, pulling the curtain closed.
Maggie sighed turning to Melissa, "I think we've lost them."
Melissa hopped down off of the counter, "Yep."