"Takeoff in 18..17..16..15..14..13.." the plane's voice counted down as the numbers on the TV dropped.
Every set of eyes anxiously stared at the television, praying that they could make it to take off without any major inconveniences. "10..9..8..7.."
"If we don't make it off the ground," blurted Abi. "I just want you all to know that I love all of you and am so so glad that I had the opportunity to go on this wild ride with all of you!"
"3..2..1. Prepare for takeoff." And then the jet took off and there was screaming as they shot upwards.
"DID WE EVEN OPEN THE GARAGE DOOR?" Noah screamed.
"I'M JUST KIND OF HOPING IT DID IT ON IT'S OWN!" replied Shakira.
NEEEEEERRRRRRROOOOOOOM!
Was what the jet sounded like as it continued to rocket upwards.
I'm gonna pause and give you an accurate description of just what all our main characters were doing at this exact moment, when the jet shakily began to go upwards.
Abi and Noah were huddling together on the smaller sofa, Abi's face pressed into his chest, Noah's face on top of Abi's head. Their arms were wrapped around each other tightly.
On the other, larger couch, Dolph and Dante (who knows how those two crackheads ended up sitting together) were moved as far as possible from each other, covering their heads on the edges of the couch. In between them sat Hillbilly, who was leaned up against Dolph, who he probably thought was Dante.
On one of the two recliners perched Shakira, knees pressed against her chest in a ball-like position. One arm covered her head, the other hugged around her legs. In the other chair sat Ace, looking a little concerned, sitting perfectly still as he stared at the TV anxiously.
ANDDD PLAY.
Someone was screaming.
Well, to be fair, everyone was screaming.
But it seemed Hillbilly was screaming far louder than anyone else. Top-of-his-lungs, horror movie style screaming.
Finally, when the jet got comfortably high in the air, everybody began to look up, overjoyed that they had survived yet another wild ride. Except Hillbilly, who continued to wail like a baby.
Dolph squirmed awkwardly (Hillbilly was still clinging onto him) in Hillbilly's arms. "Um, does anyone wanna get this dude off me?"
"HEY!" Dante shouted. She pulled Hillbilly away from Dolph. "YOU TRYNA STEAL MY MAN?"
"NO!""Sure looks like it!"
Hillbilly continued screaming until Dante smacked him upside the head. "You alright, baby?"
Hillbilly stuck out his bottom lip. "I'm okay," he replied.
"Good." She stroked his (gag) mullet.
Dolph rolled his eyes.
"Well, um, I'd say that went smoother than expected," Abi said. "I mean, none of us are dead. Except you Ace. I know you're dead on the inside."
Ace shrugged.
"So how long until we get to Jimville?" Shakira inquired.
"We will arrive at Jimville, Iowa in two hours and 12 minutes," answered the jet.
"Only two hours?!" Noah exclaimed. "How do we figure out a plan to defeat a supervillain in only two hours?"
Shakira unbuckled her seat belt. "Well," she said. "You guys figure that out. I'm gonna take a nap."
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The Chicken Zombies
ActionWhen all their classmates are brainwashed by eating questionable KFC chicken, it's up to idiot Dante and her best friend Shakira to defeat the city of Jimville's resident supervillain Ronaldo Rosenpinis!