What a Babe! (ryan ross)

♧ Dan, Phil and Oliver ♧

Frank, Dan, Phil, Oliver and I climed into Frank's car. I was squished in between Phil's bony elbows and Dan's pointy knees. I sighed. "Frank, this car isn't big enough for the five of us." Frank rolled his eyes and started the car. "Alrighty kiddos, you got your seatbelts on?" Frank asked. "Shut up Frank, you're the youngest one here!" Oliver retaliated, to which Frank raised his eyes to heaven. 

"Fine, I hope you don't have your seatbelts on so when I randomly brake you die." Frank declared. Oliver looked offended. "Meanie." Oliver stuck out his tongue and Frank pulled a face. "Jesus, can we go already?" Phil whined from the backseat. "Oh shut up Phillip." Dan snapped. "Don't stick your tongue out at me Ollie you cock sucker." "Oh my gosh you're so annoying and immature!" "Don't raise your voice at me!" "I will slap you."

"SHUT UP!" I cried out, and silence fell, except for the sounds of the car. "Stop arguing. Please." I kid you not, the entire ride there no one said A THING. Not even Phil. It was peaceful but definitely weird. When we finally got to the theme park, it was flooded with people, and the line had to be 20 meters long. If not more. 

"Frank, you didn't tell me there would be so many people." I complained, not wishing to go near the crowd of sweaty strangers. "Sylvan it's a theme park. Of course there's gonna be people." Frank explained calmly. "Yeah but not this many! LOOK!" Frank looked over the gates and saw the massive swaem of humans EVERYWHERE. Even if we got in, by the time we'd get to the front of a line it'd be closing time. 

"Sylvan's right. There's too many people in there. Really no point." Oliver agreed with the othes nodding along. "But we can still do something as a group. Hey, how about we go bowling?" He suggested. "Ooh, what if we go swimming? Or just to the beach?" Dan supplied. "Yeah, but we don't have our stuff." I pointed out. "True. What about paintball? I've always wanted to do that." Frank said. The others seemed enthusiastic, Dan maybe a little bit worried, but other than that we were all good. "So it's agreed. Paintball here we come!" 

{ time skip } 

We were team blue, and two other groups of random strangers were red and yellow. Frank got shot first after running about wildly like a five year old. After that, the rest of us decided on a plan. Half an hour later there were two people left on yellow and four on red. Yellow were hiding behind the car and barrels, and red were at homebase. The plan was to take out red by surrounding their homebase, with someone staying behind to keep an eye out for yellow. 

Dan, Oliver and I carefully made our way over to red's homebase, which was near the back. Oliver went in front, and Dan wwas following behind me. A couple meters behind us, Phil was lurking around. Someone from red came running out from nowhere, and Ollie quickly shot them. We reached the base and I stepped over first. Someone fired at me, but I got them first. Two reds and two yellows left.

A few minutes later Phil had gotten shot, but we had taken out another red. So it was three versus three. Ollie went off by himself, looking for the last red. Dan and I were ambushed by yellow, but we were safe for the second. I'd jumped behind a wall, and Dan had leaped behind a barrel. It was an epic shootout until all Ollie and the other red ran in. The red shot me, Dan shot red, Ollie shot a yellow, the other yellow shot Ollie and Dan shot the final yellow. The siren blared signaling the end of the game. Everyone got up and left the paintball room.

We said good game to the other teams before getting changed out of the gear and heading to Frank's car. "That was AWESOME!" Ollie exclaimed as we walked down to the carpark. "I know! Did you see Dan take out that yellow at the start?" "What about Frank getting that red over the car! That was mad!" We all laughed and couldn't stop talking about it in the car. 

As soon as we got back to the apartment, we were all STARVING. "Paintball makes me hungry." Ollie said, and Dan and I worked together to make some edible food. We came back with some sandwiches, which everyone enjoyed, and we sat down to watch a movie. We decided on Deadpool, and we all loved it. After the movie, Dan, Phil and Oliver set off home and it was just me and Frank again.

"So how was it?" Frank asked as he ran his fingers through my hair. "Fun. Awesome fun. And it was great to see the guys again." I told him. Frank continued brushing my hair before telling me to go to sleep. "Okay okay. Sorry dad." I replied, and Frank smiled at me. I crawled into bed and flicked off my lamp. "Goodnight Syl." Frank whispered across the room. "Night." I whispered back.