"Hornet, this is very dangerous, please don't mess this up." Quirrel reminded her. "Ugh, you're such a party pooper." She replied. Quirrel rolled his eyes. Hornet pressed a button. It did something because Quirrel heard the train hiss. Hornet found the steering thing, and noted it. "Okay...yup..." She mumbled. Then the train moved. "Yes!!" Hornet shouted. "You did it!" Tamer yelled, hugging her. "Can't breath-" She coughed. "Ack-sorry!" Tamer said, letting go. Quirrel sighed. "Thank every higher being..." He said. "We still got work to do." Hornet said, pressing a few more buttons. The train was starting to move now. After a few minutes they were cruising. "Finally..." They all sighed. Ghost had been asleep mostly that whole time. Quirrel then remembered what he'd been on the train for. "Crap." He said. "What's wrong bro?" Tamer asked. "I just realized, my mom probably has no clue where I am." He answered. "Ooh, yeah. Might be a problem." Hornet replied. "My dad probably doesn't give a damn that I'm not there. He just wants to find out a way to stop this whole infection madness." She said. "Mom is probably looking for us." Ghost signed, trying to comfort their sister. "Don't worry. It'll be okay." Hornet said. "I hope..."
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Train Jumpers
RandomWild West au thing. A friend suggested it and I was like: "Oh I gotta write this." I honestly don't know how to describe this-
