So…. I got bored… so… here…
"Why me?" I complain staring out the window.
"Because you're awesome?" Emmett tries, smiles, fails.
"Eff you." Not even in the mood to swear.
"Well they're not that bad." Emmett tries again. CRSHHH…
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?" I say 180ing in my seat. We had "borrowed" a tour bus. And now a light lay half hanging off the ceiling. I glare at Canada and Kory in their seats.
AMIGAWD. Have I seriously been calling him Kory this whole time? Alabama. Whatever the hell.
Canada had decided to come with us, since he nearly destroyed half the white house after a run in with a particular past president *cough Obama*and well let's face it, no one wants karaoke nights with Obama drama lama zombie. Not even Reaver.
Alabama and Canada shift uneasily in their seats.
"It's Kory!" Alabama says.
"What?" I asked, obviously he was on those drugs again.
"No, I'm not on drugs, you keep calling me Alabama well I'm Kory. Okay?" He fumes. Seriously what is this boy talking about? I reach for the Advil resting on the seat next to me.
"No." Emmett says taking one hand off the wheel (oh yes, he was driving.) "You've had enough." I groaned.
"But Alabama gets drugs." I pout.
"Kory!" –from the back of the bus.
"Why can't I?"
"I'm not on drugs!" also from the back of the bus.
"Shut up, Alabama!" I yell. He sighs. I win.:3
"Guys." Bipolar says, suddenly. We had been in the bus, quite awhile... "We should make a music video." And as crazy as it sounded… we all groaned. "It'll be fun!" She protests.
This is what happened:
Reaver's iPad was used to record the worse rendition of Gangham style… ever. And there was a lot of dancing in the tiny bathroom on the back of the bus. Enough said.
"Are we there?" I ask Emmett.
"And where is there, exactly?" He raises an eyebrow only half looking at me.
"I don't know." Or something to that.
"Where did you want to go?" He asks me. I think…..
"Does it really take you that long, what's with the extensive dots?" Kory says. Dots? I ignore him.
"Hm… Maybe… let's go to…" A smile spreads all the way across my face. Emmett realizes his mistake, and I can almost hear him begging me in his mind not to say it.
"Germany." I hiss.
"Oh, fuck." Emmett sighs. YES!
"Germany?" Russia hisses in the back.
"You got a problem with that, communist?!" I give her another death glare. I was getting good at that. She cowers.
"That's right." I smile. "Canada, where are we?"
"Indiana." He answers, looking at his iPad. I never understood why he had such an old weapon but such new technology.
"Perfect." I grin at Emmett. "Airport, please." He reaches for the Advil.
Ten Minutes later…
"Hey, can I see-"
"No!" Reaver turns his back to Kory, who is trying to take the iPad.
"But…" Kory says sadly.
"Nu." Reaver does some sort of face. Great.
"Gimme the frik'n iPad!" Kory lunges for it, falling into the next seat. Fail.
"It's mine." Canada stands. Kory reaches for it, Reaver holds it above his head and glares down with one eye peering at him.
"I SAID NO." His voice is almost demonic. So dramatic.
"Guys…" I groan. But they continue.
"I was here first." Kory whines. What a winner.
"It's my iPad." He counters.
"I just want to look!" Reaver shoves him away as he reaches again for the tablet.
"Sit down! Both of you!" Bipolar says. They ignore her, too.
"Would you just chill out, you have enough stuff." Canada shakes his head.
"But not that." Kory whimpers. They start fist fighting. Oh lord.
"Just give it up you're never going to-"
"ENOUGH."Dark auras and unpleasant feelings fill the bus. Russia is giving the most evil stare I had ever seen. Even I was scared. Both Reaver and Kory sat without a word. Thanks goodness. But then Reaver shoves Kory and Kory falls out the window… which they broke. Oh, sweet karma.
"Emmett, stop the bus we lost one." I say missing quite a bit of enthusiasm. He sighed and pulled over. The door swung open and Kory stepped on, his hair messed up and his varsity coat full of grass stains (Oh no!) And he scowled at Reaver. Hehehehe…
"I'll kill you!" He started.
"I'd like to see you try." Canada said with a wave of his hand. Kory rushed toward him just as he stepped aside, letting Kory run right into the bathroom door. Kory, obviously a dip shit, charged him again.
"Uhm… guys?" I hear Fairbanks whisper of a voice (just think of Fluttershy…) "uhm… could you maybe… stop… please?"
Kory looked back before running into Reaver's outstretched suitcase. (Damn that would've been good to see.) And stopped, nodding without another word. THANK GOD FOR FAIRBANKS.
The airport was only a couple more miles, and the bus was finally silent. I leaned my head against the window, and thought silently. What a shitty bus ride. And brief memories of a school trip to Dc had flooded through my eyes. What I wouldn't give to go back to that. But then again, I never really did anything but stare at a computer screen all day, do homework, maybe eat once in a while and sleep. So it wasn't anything compared to this. Or the… family… I had gained, now. Family… Nope never had one. Didn't really know what one was until I visited Emmett's house for the first time and gee was that a disaster.
Emmett looks over at me and smiles, I realize I had been staring at him. Oops. I always stared at the weirdest things when I daydreamed, making people uncomfortable… Probably why I don't have a lot of friends in the first place.
"We're here." Emmett says, pulling the bus to a halt. I smiled. Germany, here I come.
****Announcer voice****
So you're about to learn about Minneapolis's huge obsession with Germany… And hrm… things are truly stirring up between the group. What's to become of Emmett and Minneapolis 's awkward on off romance? What's going on with Kory and Fairbanks? Is Bipolar really Bipolar? What is up with Russia's creepy evilness? And will Kory and Reaver ever stop fighting? Probably not but find out anyways next time on Zombie. Candy. Chainsaw Massacre!
…Seriously so bored…
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