Friends, Physics and Fallon

Chapter 28

"Places, everyone!"  Maggie whisper-shouted to the others.  The five of them were standing outside the White House.  "We look so stupid!"  Rachel whispered.  "No, we don't, because safety is sexy!"  Foamy whispered.  Everyone giggled.  "Ummm...y'all shouldn't be talking, I'm wearing a chicken suit, and you guys are just wearing helmets!"  Alyssa whispered from behind the others.  "Yeah, and I'm wearing a pink bunny suit like Biden!" Jackie whispered.  Rachel and Foamy turned around, giggling.  "Professor Lissie's wearing a chicken suit!"  They chanted and danced in circles.  Jackie and Maggie grabbed them and made them settle down.  They had to be calm and focused in order to execute this plan effectively.  Wait, what was the plan exactly?  Well, calm down and I'll tell you!  So eager!  The plan was simple, stupid, yet it seemed pretty effective.  Their plan was to send Alyssa and Jackie into the White House first because they were disguised as Barack and Joe.  Then they would enter and tell the secret service men to grant the others access.  Then they would have to be sneaky and ninja-like while they split up and searched the White House for Jimmy.  Everyone was wearing a helmet in case of more stray bullets or anything else that could be dangerous.  Maggie pulled out some zucchini and passed it around.  "Pass the zucchini!"  Alyssa yelled.  Jackie slapped her with her bunny hand and shushed her.  They all ate some zucchini for good luck, then Jackie dug some vegemite out of her pocket and ate a spoonful.  Everyone followed suit and took their places.  Foamy stood on the gold four-leaf clover that she had painted there earlier.  She could feel Jimmy's vibes flowing through her and giving her good luck.  Jackie and Alyssa began walking into the White House casually, conversing with each other, doing their best Obama and Biden impressions.  Woah, the secret service let them in!  Yay!  Then, Maggie signalled to everyone else to walk up to the entrance.  They entered, no questions asked by the secret service agents.  Everyone high-fived and quietly celebrated as soon as the secret service dudes had their backs turned.  "Okay, now, we all have to split up.  If you find Jimmy or you are in trouble, text in the group chat!"  Maggie told everyone, and they nodded their heads.  "Team on one!"  Foamy yelled.  "One!"  "Team!"  Everyone yelled.  Oops.  That was kind of loud.  "Okay, everyone go!"  Rachel whispered.  The five friends ran off in opposite directions.  Maggie ran further down the hall they were currently in, Alyssa went up some stairs, Rachel went down a hallway to the left, Jackie went down a hallway to the right, and Foamy went down some stairs.  Foamy had run down like 10 flights of stairs.  She was panting, and it was very dark down there.  "I'm gonna keep going."  Foamy decided.  She kept descending down the stairs, using her phone as a flashlight.  She reached the bottom of the stairs after what felt like an hour.  Panting even harder, Foamy wiped the sweat off of her forehead.  "Jeez, I'm so out of shape!"  After she got her breathing under control, Foamy used her flashlight to look around.  The place was dark, cold and sketchy.  She began looking around for her husband.  She doubted that he was down here, but she was going to look anyway 'cause why not.  If you have a problem with that, you can leave.  After about 15 minutes of searching, Foamy did not find Jimmy or anything that would possibly give a hint to his location.  Just as she was mentally preparing to climb those 20 flights of stairs, Foamy heard a yittle whimper from somewhere behind her.  She turned around and shined her phone in the direction of the noise.  There was a tiny cell with a yittle black dog in it.  "Oh my gosh, are you Bo?!  Did Barack put you in here?  Why?  Were you naughty?  Oh my gosh, I can't believe I'm meeting you!  Here, I'll get you out of here..."  Foamy looked around for a key.  Then she saw a weird rug thingy on the floor and lifted it up.  Sure enough, there was a key under there.  "Jeez, so basic!"  Foamy said as she brought the key back over to the cell and unlocked it.  Bo ran out and began pushing his nose into Foamy's legs, forcing her into the cell.  "Bo, what are you doing?"  Foamy asked, giggling.  "I don't want to be a prisoner, Bo, I-"  Foamy stopped dead in her tracks.  There he was!  Foamy ran over to him and crouched down.  "Jimmy?"