"Where are we going" Southmuir asked for the one millionth time.
"I told yorrr" said Mama Norris, "eeets a secret." Her face was as scary as slender man, but her Australian accent was smooth like creamy shite.
"Please can you let me go, I wanted to go to the cinema today." Southmuir complained.
"Norrr" said Naz, stroking a fat guinea pig menacingly.
"We have lots of fun things for yorr to do todaaayy." Piped in Sabre. She had the same creamy shite texture to her voice as her mother.
"What's taking so long?" Mama shouted through to the cockpit.
"Oh it's nothing!" Shouted back Justin.
"Norrr Dad!!!" Shouted Sockie from the passengers seat, "eeets yorrrr!! You are so fat that you're weighing down the plane!!"
"Is that true Justin?" Mama demanded.
"Errr, maybayyy" was Justin's reply.
And just like a man screaming as he's thrown out of a plane, Justin screamed, as he was thrown out of the plane.
"Biggy, you can fly now." Said mama.
"Yay!" Exclaimed Biggy as he finished up the last of his boogers.
The rest of the flight was quiet. They landed on a small patch of grass in the middle of the woods and the all hopped out.
Suddenly an ominous drumbeat began somewhere close by in the dense woods.
Southmuir shivered. Emerging from the woods was the rival clan, and her worst enemy, Northmuir.
