When Video Games Come to Life

(2) When Friends Come to Life

Oh great. So have you ever had anyone wake you up by having peanut butter and bologna stuffed in your armpits and pants? No? I wish I could say the same. But noooooo they just had to do that for the FORTY-THIRD TIME!!! Yes. I do count stuff like that in my journal. Thats why I hate taking naps. It gives them the opportunity to do crazy stuff like that, to wake me up. Well time to get them back! They both fell asleep after a Sonic Colors marathon that lasted 13 hours. And I have them both in a closet that locks and un-locks from the outside, I have an air horn, I have a bucket full of water ready to fall off of a shelf for when they start banging at the door, and I have tape for the air horn. Score! Now don't try this at home folks! I get the air horn and the tape, and the show begins! I put my noise canceling headphones on and tape down the air horn, throw the air horn in the closet, and I shut and lock the door. And BAM!

"LAURA, WHAT THE HECK?! LET US OUT OF HERE!!!" Screams Claire. Then they untape the air horn and start banging at the door.

"WHAAAA!" I heard Wesley say. YEAH BUDDY! Mission accomplished!

5 hours later*+*+*+*+*+*

"I still can't believe you did that to us. And why, anyway?!" Asked Wesley, the parent of the group.

"Oh, yeah, I dunno. Maybe the fact you guys have woken me up by shoving PEANUT BUTTER AND BOLOGNA IN MY ARMPITS, oh I dunno, FORTY-THREE TIMES!!!! So haha, payback!" I said, when Claire FINALLY came out of the shower.

"Hey! Claire does still live on Earth! I shoulda put money on it!" I say.

"Hurdy-hur-hur!" Claire says.

"So Laura, and Santa Claire, whaddaya wanna do today? Wait! I know! How about a day at the arcade!"

"Meh, I kinda wanted to stay home. But UHKAY!!!" I said as Claire said her trademark 'Whatevah you wanna do'

15 minutes full of my reckless driving later:;:;:;:;:;:;

"Yawnedy-yawn-yawn, theres no Ubisoft on!" Me and Claire say, at the same time exactly, might I add!

"Yeah, or Nintendo!" Wesley says, clearly upset with how lame this arcade was. "Lets just get some McDonalds and go home. And this time I will drive."

At home,',',',',',',','

"He he! Hur hur! Ha ha! Hi hi hi! Ho ho! Hoo hoo hoo!!!" I laughed, trying to make it sound wierd, while dancing around like the baby of a T-Rex and a Lion, to the radio.

"Dude. Chill out." Wesley says.

"Lets go to sleep." Claire says.

"I second that." Wesley said.

"Uuuggghhh. Fine. G'night, please let the bed bugs bite."

And thats all I said till I got hit by a Goomba. (Fell asleep, but like I died on Mario)

A/N

I know, I know. Nothing happened, no drama, and all that jazz, but hey! I didn't have much time!

~Dustpaw.