Annie sighed. They were playing their random game where they would be a random month and pretend to be that month.
" August, how are your leaves doing?" Mia asked in a British accent.
" Quite well. Only they are falling rapidly from the trees. And you, May?"
" Oh-"
" MIA EMMA THERE'S A SLOTH STUCK IN SOME FENSE!" Annie yelled.
Mia jumped off her rolling chair and ran out of the room. " Why didn't you tell me this is no time to play!"
Emma harrumphed, disappointed. " I'm disappointed in you, Annie."
Annie just sighed and walked out of the room.
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" EEEEK! DRIVE SLOWER!" Annie yelled as she gripped onto the dashboard.
The tires screeched as Mia narrowly avoided two cyclists and a tree in the middle of the road.
Emma turned to the tree, confused. " Why was that there."
" Probably some idiotic person put it there." Blackie meowed.
" Who do you think it was?" Emma asked
" The old man."
Emma blinked. " You mean master Wu?"
" No. He's an old man."
Annie gripped the dashboard with both hands, her knuckles white as Mia’s car rocketed forward. The speedometer needle had long since maxed out, and Mia was steering with a gleeful grin plastered on her face.
“Uh, Mia…maybe we could slow down just a little?” Annie squeaked, glancing out the window as buildings and trees whipped by in a blur.
Mia laughed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Slow down? June-Bug, I thought you wanted to save that sloth!”
Annie squeezed her eyes shut as they zoomed past a row of cars, barely missing their bumpers. She could feel her stomach lurch every time Mia made another wild swerve. “I do! But I don’t want to end up as roadkill in the process!”
Emma, sitting calmly in the back seat, looked amused as if they were just out for a casual ride. “Oh, Annie, where’s your sense of adventure?”
Suddenly, Mia spotted something up ahead—a steep incline that led to an old ramp, half-hidden behind a bush. Her eyes lit up as she pointed. “Hold on, I have an idea!”
