Aram's Bataillon

Fireworks, American's And Aussie's

Felicity's POV:

I heard the familiar boom of an artillery gun firing and saw Makayla gaining as she walked up the road towards the car filled with us stupid idiots that we all called friends.

"Whoooo! That's gota be your, what? 500th? Geez dude you need to save some for us! I'm done, exhausted, who wants a game of uno?" Ivy said loudly as she settled down into her chair at the collapsible table. "Haha, I thought you were deprived of energy Ivy? Or just running of the last of your adrenalin rush hey? Where are my cards? I'll give you a game! And that is my 500th one, I think I'm going to quit now and leave that job to the professionals!" Makayla laughed.

"Hah! I think with the margin you have no-one else in the allied armies is classed as a professional compared to you! Scooch over, I wanna reck my bestie, after all we haven't played in months!" I said patting her shoulder I had changed into more comfortable clothing and rejoined them at the table.

Makayla started setting up the game and dishing out the cards.

Suddenly the table became crowded with young adults and Ace, eagerly happy with the plus two card she was adding to the pile. Ace grinned in victory as Lachlan beside Makayla had to pick up two cards evidently ruining his chance at being the first out. Makayla seemed to take a moment to look between her hand of cards and the growing pile, after a while she placed a plus two down in yellow and Ivy had a little bit of an exaggerated reaction. Though Makayla still had to get rid of at least ten cards in her hand from everyone trying to stop the usual winner reaching one card, the deck was walkout dwindling to a couple cards because we kept trying to feed each other cards.

"NO NO NO! AW COME ON!" Ivy complained as I laughed and watched her add two cards to her hand making her having to get rid of two extra cards before she'd be able to discard her last two.

"Je ne sais pas demander à l'idiot qui a insisté pour que nous le ramenions pour les crétins qui semblent tellement aimer cette chose dégoûtante. Tu ne m'as jamais dit pourquoi tu l'as eu au premier endroit de toute façon, pourquoi?" Sky said and I realy was astonished at how much French came out of her mouth right then and there.

I could see Blondie thinking the same thing. "Sky! What the fuck did you just say! Remember, I don't speak French." I shouted from my chair as I threw another stick into the fire while I waiting for the pizza to cook.

I saw Jetski sitting in her chair scooping up the last of her noodles while waiting for us to pack and do whatever else we needed to do before we headed out again to see if we could free the airport. "Jerk! Trying to get out of doing work, and just laze around more before we go. I'm sorry Blondie you may be my best friend and our leader but no-one can just slack off to finish all of their lunch." I thought as I heaved another box of fireworks into the back of the car and made sure nothing was going to happen to them.

"Hey Makayla, can you turn the radio off. It's become annoying and giving us anything but hope of hearing new information right now!" Aquila shouted from the tent probably moving her clean clothes inside as she'd said she'll do soon before we left before.

"Okay! But if we miss anything it's on you, you know that right?" I heard Blondie shout back and I saw Tiny Fishy nodded her understanding.

The radio began to assault our ears with even more and louder static as if trying to get revenge before Makayla had any chance to turn it off, an annoying sound came through but something sounded familiar. The static was followed by more louder static and then the sound became less louder. I moved to see Makayla's hand fly from the off button to the channel dial and she fidgeted around with it for a few seconds, buttons clicking. Words streamed out of the radio. Words! After hours of static!