Eventually They bought a plane. Yet, Dan was driving. Again. Was it a good idea? No. Man, they never learn.
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"Dan, this isn't a good idea.." Carl muttered.
"It's a great idea!" Dan protested.
"It isn't!" Hanzo yelled.
"Calm down!"
Finally they became quiet. Dan drove the plane.. And on the outside of the plane, birds died. Lots.
"I think we killed things..." Hanzo muttered.
"Just birds."
Hanzo started to panic. "We're. Gonna. Die." He panicked.
"Don't panic" Carl tried to make Hanzo better. "We won't die, remember? Well maybe you will..." at the ended it became quieter.
Okay, don't let carl try to cheer you up.
"That's not gonna make me better!" Hanzo yelled, as he cried, "I hate planes! I hate hights! I hate you!"
"Ooohh"
"Guys.. what's that?" Dan pointed at the window.
"I don't kno- Wait! THAT'S A PLANE!" Carl yelled.
"WHAT?!"
"OMG, WE'RE GONNA KILL PEOPLE" HANZO YELLED.
"TIME TO JUMP OUT!" Carl threw parachutes at his friends.
Once they put the parachutes on, they jumped out of the plane. Slowly watching the planes crash. The explosion and scream, and people falling was a rather, enjoyable sight?
"They died.." Hanzo muttered..
"Yep" Carl whispered.
"Well then.."
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The Friends(Not Continued)
RandomThis is a story about some friends. It first starts out a small trio of, Carl, Dan And Hanzo. All guys, and all weirdos. Carl the mean one. Dan the optimistic. And Hanzo.. Just Being Him. They encounter more people, but you'll have to read to f...
