::13:: Sugar and Thunderstorms

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I think we spent about two hours just up there on the Atari alone. I really don’t know what’s wrong with kids these days. I mean sure the Xbox has amazing graphics and the PS3 is just awesome, but with Atari’s you actually need skills. I know it doesn’t look like much, but you’d be surprised how often you die if you’re terrible.

Ex: Me and Draesen.

There was several times when people stomped by calling for us and what not, but there was no way we were going to come down and give away where we’d been at. This place was just too amazing to let go of over something careless like that. So we just ended up letting them go by and ignoring them.

Eventually though our stomachs started grumbling, and we couldn’t suppress the hunger any longer, so we had to go down. There was an extremely loud growl from my stomach and I paused the game, and I flipped over holding my stomach. “Its ok baby, just hold on a bit longer and you will be able to digest all the food you want!”

Draesen grinned at me. “I could check to see if we clear to leave. All we have to do is take a peek outside the door.” And without waiting for me to even reply, she popped up on her feet and tip-toed down the stairs.

 I quickly picked up the hint and followed her. She stood behind the door in a kind of creeper stance listening for any kind of footsteps forthcoming from down the hall. I gave her a weird look, but remained standing next to her waiting. “Big Dolphin to Sparkle Unicorn, I believe the coast is clear. We are free to launch our attack on the kitchen. I repeat, we are free to launch.”

“Wait. Why do I have to be Sparkle Unicorn? Can’t you be the one prancing around with glitter on your butt?” I turned the door knob, making my own joke. “And don’t we need walkie-talkies to even be talking like that to each other?”

“I’m sorry Sparkle Unicorn I didn’t obtain that message. I can’t understand you very well in all this static. We should work on getting legit walkie-talkies.” She took her hand away from her mouth and shook her imaginary crappy walkie-talkie. “These ones just ain’t cutting it.” Then she took her hand and motioned throwing the walkie-talkie on the ground and stomping on it. “This thing’s a piece of c.r.a.p.” She enunciated every letter with dramatic effect.

I rolled my eyes and went along with it. Obviously she was enjoying it so I guess I really couldn’t’ complain. “Big Dolphin, this is Sparkle Unicorn, I think that we need to carry out that raid before the enemy starship detects us.”

Without any warning she grabbed my arm and started pulling me down the hallway. “I second that motion Sparkle Unicorn!” I didn’t even really have time to even recover my footing before she started pulling, so I ended just being dragged down the hallway. Not that I wasn’t used to it by now.

She continued to drag me until we reached the kitchen, and she had to let go of me so she could rummage through the cupboards. I remained on the floor looking up at her as she threw random chips such as Doritos and Fritos. Luckily, I was able to catch the before they collided with my face, and without breaking the delightful delicacies inside.

After she got done collecting enough snack food she then proceeded to the fridge to gather enough Mountain Dew to last throughout the next ice age. With my help we managed to carry it all out into the living room, spreading all the junk food and pop on the coffee table.

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