Alison, Alison, Alison I need Alison, I love Alison, Alison, Alison.
I bolt upright in my bed I have had this nightmare every night for weeks what does it mean? And who's Alison, and why do I need her so much?
"CHURCH" I hear Caboose yell.
"Church, get up, Simon and griff want to talk to you." I laugh at his mistake of Simon instead of Simmons. I roll out of bed and put on my armor and grab my guns. Heading out side I hear Griff and Simmons fighting over who got to tell me.
"What do you want reds?" I asked
"Well we were wondering if we could borrow Caboose." Griff asked
"hey we both agreed that I would tell him!" Simmons complained
"Like an ass!!! Both, not bolth, it's both!" Griff yelled back.
"Why do you need him." I asked. Why would they need Caboose?
"Umm to blame him for breaking Donuts favored cologne. It was Simmons by the way." Griff said pointing at Simmons.
"Why don't you blame Tucker that's what I always do" Caboose said.
"GUYS" Donut stormed toward us, "SOMEONE BROKE MY FAVORITE COLONE!!!" Donut screamed.
"Tucker did it" we all said in union
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Later
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"Church, Church, Church, Church, Church!" Caboose had been nagging me for over an hour on what my middle name was.
Tex walked up to us and pointed her gun at Caboose.
"If you don't shut up, I will blow your god damn head off!!!" Tex screamed. Caboose shut right up.
"I was just asking him his middle name, I WANNA KNOW!!" Caboose yelled.
"And I'm not going to tell you! So stop asking. Here Caboose what's your middle name?" I asked trying to occupy his mind.
"My middle name is J........ That's it....." I stared at him.
"Ok..... Tex what's your middle name?" I asked getting slightly curious.
"Alison...." She said more but I didn't hear my head was pounding, the same words echoed...
Alison, Alison, I need Alison, I love Alison, Alison, Alison.
I remember holding my head and falling to my knees. Then blacking out.
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FanfictionA great love is just like a good memory. When it's there, and you know it's there, but just out of your reach, it can be all that you think about. You can focus on it and try to force it but the more you do, the more you seem to push it away, but if...
