The Life Of A Franz Ferdinand Reference

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//GLASIE//: hey Rowan we need you to use ur magical powers in helicopters and other things

//ROWAN//: can't right now, taking care of Nick, soon tho. why?

//GLASIE//: we're going to the hq and scoping it out just bc

//ROWAN//: gotcha girl.

//GLASIE//: if you have time can I ask how Nick's doing?

//ROWAN//: :/ I won't go into details but not very well

//GLASIE//: :(

//ROWAN//: he said something about wanting you to be here
//ROWAN//: I don't really know what tho

//GLASIE//: that's cute. tell him I'll see him when I go to the hq :-)

Everyone was being so cute today. Luckily I was looking cute again, because I had finally showered and done my makeup. Strawberry and I were now back in business. Heartbreaking. But we both agreed not to break the guys' hearts, of course, because we both knew that it wouldn't end well. And personally I wouldn't want to mess with them. Paul and Bob were playing mario kart again, on the floor around Arabelle's old tv where the blanket nest was just days ago. It seemed like there had been a cleanup since Strawberry, Paul, and Bob had claimed the upstairs as their own. Not really, but I guess...

"You can't just push me into oblivion!" Bob hissed.

"I can if I want to, and I did!" Paul angrily broke a pop tart in half.

"YOU ALSO CANT USE POP TARTS AS EMOTIONS!"

I couldn't help laughing a little. Actually, I laughed a lot. That might be my favorite thing I've ever heard, besides "stop being such a salted cucumber."

"Your pop tart obsession is going too far." I grabbed the pop tart quickly and threw it in the trash can.

"Nooo..." Paul whispered defeatedly.

"INFILTRATE THE SELLER FIND THE SUPPLIER!!" Bob raced to the cabinets and pulled out box after box of pop tarts, also throwing those away as quickly as possible.

Alex came upstairs to see what was going on.

"What is going on up here?!" He laughed.

"Many pop tarts have been destroyed this day." Bob looked heroically into the distance. Paul sat on the ground in the corner.

"Rowan's coming later." I threw more pop tarts in the trash.

"That's nice."

••2 HOURS LATER••

"Okay... This is getting weird. How many pop tarts can be in one place?!" Bob looked frantically at the boxes of pop tarts surrounding everyone in the room.

"We all like them, so... It's probably your fault." Strawberry laughed.

//ROWAN//: hey I stole HQ helicopter sooo GOTTA GO FAST!!

//GLASIE//: WTF WH Y

//ROWAN//: you need to get to the hq, right?

//GLASIE//: yeah but

//ROWAN//: ILL BE THERE SOON JUST WA I T

//GLASIE//: okay??

"Rowan stole a helicopter."

"That's nice. As long as she gets here soon, we'll be good." Strawberry stayed focused on discovering pop tarts everywhere in the kitchen.

"Yeah, we need to get Paul away from all of these pop tarts while we find something to do with them." Bob examined a seemingly empty cabinet, which had a pop tart box hiding in the corner.