A Very Sticky Situation (Completed)

48: Nonsense

Ana's POV

"Reporters," he states in clarification as I straighten, our vision on the hands being splayed around as if in a blind search.

"Yup," I nod, my breathing shallow as I stand, a palm on my bosom while I gulp, the excitement abandoning my system.

"Do you really need to be at work today?" he interrogates, blue long-sleeved concealed arms resting on his hips that are clad in kaleidoscope shorts.

"No I don't need to," I scoff my words coated in sarcasm. "Which is why I'm standing here still dressed and raking my brain for ways to get past that mob and not cuddled up on the couch watching E-entertainment."

"Chill, there's no need to rub that on me," he chortles. "So how do we get past them?"

"Didn't you hear me when I said I'm racking my brain for clues?" I remind in query.

"Sorry," he apologizes, raising his arms in fake surrender. "I thought you've found a solution."

"No, I haven't," I retort, biting my nails as I think.

"I've got it!" he yelps in a glimmer, his words higher than the cacophony coming at us.

"Tell me, tell me," I urge impatiently, the noise of those outside bringing me a headache as I'm certain they must have doubled by now.

"We need a microphone," he informs and I turn to him with a stupid look. "What?"

"What are u waiting for? Grab one," I assert motioning to the numerous ones stretched before us.

"Oh you are right," he agrees and does my bid, grabbing one of them and walking back to me.

"So what next?" I ask in a hushed tone, to avoid my voice being carried through the device.

"Just watch," he winks in a whisper and lifts it to his lips. "Okay everyone, Miss Ana will answer all your questions, but before that, I'll need everyone to walk three blocks behind."

His command was followed by murmurs and hushed whispers that all rhyme into a hum, causing each of us to exchange a look in apprehension.

"Reply yes loudly if you agree," he says through the microphone, and in response, he gets a loud "Yes" after a few seconds.

We both wait for a minute or two and we heed shuffles and little commotions which in no time the area becomes silent. I swerve to Joe and our gazes clash, a smile spreading on our lips.

"It seems it worked," he blurts in my direction.

"Yeah, let's hurry before they change their mind, " I assert, adjusting the bag on my shoulder.

"I'll be returning in a jiffy, let me just get my car keys," he conveys and I nod in reply, granting him the not-needed permission to go and produce the keys from his compartment.

"Hurry up!" I compel after a moment, pacing around in suspense.

"I'm here I'm here!" he calls, appearing in a different shirt, one in red color and short-sleeved.

"You had a change of clothes?" I inquire in shock at the observation, shaking my head causing the ends of the weaves to dance on my shoulders as I bit back a smile.

"It had a stain on the back!" he whines, and I can't hold it in anymore I break out in giggles as he pouts and motions to the door. "Shut up and get in, we don't have time on our hands."

I seal my lips as ordered and proceed to the vehicle as he opens it from within, prompting me to enter, banging it as I adjust in the seat.

"You forgot to set the gate to automatic," I declare, as he is about to make a u-turn.