Branch looked down the hole in the tunnel of certain death, Poppy and Barb standing beside him, all of their hair lit up, so they could see in the dark.
"Are you... uh... sure about this, Poppy?" Branch asked, nervously, seeing nothing but a pit of blackness below him.
"This is how we got to the 'real world' last time," she responded.
"Yeah... but... what if the wormhole isn't there anymore? What if we're just jumping to our deaths!?" Branch yelled, panicking.
"Relax, boy toy. That's why you're the one testing it..." Barb said.
"Ok," he sighed, relieved. "Good." His eyes widened, realizing what she had just said. "Wait... what?"
"Try not to die!" Barb yelled, pushing Branch into the hole.
"AHHHHH!" he screamed, falling into the darkness.
Slowly, his screams got farther and farther away, until they faded into nothing.
"You think he's dead?" Barb questioned.
"Probably not. The writer of this book wouldn't actually kill Branch. She loves him too much."
"Good point..." Barb shrugged. "Geronimo!"
She jumped into the hole, falling down, as she screamed with joy.
"This rocks!" she yelled out, her screams, slowly fading away.
"Ok. Here I come! Cannonball!" Poppy yelled, cannonballing into the hole.
"Woohoo!"
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The Adventures of Azalea and Twig (book 6)
FanfictionThe Broppy kids and their adventures.
