The cookies were so much fun to make and tasted absolutely amazing. Now, one would think that pre-made and cut cookie dough would be simple and quick with no fun involved; however, that was not the case. Isabel and I made this simple ten minute task turn into an hour long event.
She decided (after we had already put all the little squares on the pan I might add) that they had to be arranged in order of the number of chocolate chips visible on the top of the square of dough, from least to greatest. So, after rearranging all the little squares we finally put them in the oven.
About twenty minutes later, we pull the cookies out of the oven and set them on a cooling rack. "Oh my gosh they smell heavenly", I breathe.
Isabel takes a deep breath, " Yes, yes they do."
"Ok, we just have to wait ten minutes for them to cool down and then we can eat them. We can pour the milk while waiting." I go over the the fridge and grab the milk and then over to the cabinet to get two cups.
"I don't know if I can wait ten minutes," she says.
A very long ten minutes later, we are devouring the delicious cookies. Once we are done we head back into my room.
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"Ah! Die zombie!", Isabel yells.
About an hour after the cookies we decided that we wanted to play Xbox; so, we went down the hall to what is called the game room. This room is my pride and joy. It has a 30 inch flat screen tv, an Xbox 360, black Wii, and a camouflage couch. The walls are a deerskin tan with mossy oak decoration stickers on it. Needless to say, it is easily my favorite room and my favorite place (other than my deer stand, of course).
This amazing room was a present from my parents for my 15th birthday. I designed this room and picked out all the electronics I wanted in here. Over the years, I have collected quite an abundance of games with one of them being Black Ops II. It is my favorite because of the zombie mode.
We are on round 15, yes I know, it's impressive. I learned that this is also Isabel's favorite game and with our combined kick-butt zombie killing skills we are unstoppable. At the end of the round, I go to trade in my now empty Galil.
"Holy crap yes! The Hammer, my baby!", I scream with extreme excitement and wave my hands around like an idiot.
"Yes! We are now unstoppable!"
"Get ready to kick some serious butt, Isabel."
"Oh, I'm ready my Ray gun is prepared to vaporize.
Round 16 is no easy task. I had to be revived twice; only because I tried to go upgrade my Hammer. Which, by the way, I was finally able to do. We are now invincible.
The zombies are coming at us rapidly right now and we are doing all we can to hold them off. We kill off the large pack and it calms down and become eerily silent. Finally, there is a horrifying shriek coming from the surround sound speakers and that's when I know its going to be a runner and the final one of the round.
"We got us a runner comin', so get ready."
"I'm ready", she tells me.
It appears behind the cars and is heading our way. We wait until its close enough and open up fire. It falls down.
"Yes!", we yell in usion and high five each other.
The round number in the bottom of the screen stops flashing and shows a 17. It's begun.
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We finally died at round 30. We had been on such a good roll. What killed us was our weapons. Halfway through round 23, Isabel's Ray gun ran out of ammo. When she went to trade it in she got one of those stupid grenade launchers. Thankfully, her backup gun was a MTAR and I, of course, had my fully upgraded Sledge hammer.
It went downhill from there; every time Isabel had to trade guns she got something worse. One time she got that stupid missile launcher. Yes, the one that only launches one at a time. This went on for five more rounds before she finally got another MTAR.
Then to our horror, my Hammer ran out of ammo that same round. I had to go get a new gun and thankfully, I got an S12. Now I know it's not the best, but at least it wasn't a war machine. At round 30, we were no match with our slightly better than average guns. We were over taken by a mad rush of zombies.
"Ugh, we were so far!", Isabel exclaimed.
"I know. That was the farthest I've ever gotten before. We can really kick some serious butt together," I said as I gave her a high five.
I grabbed my phone to look at the time. It read 1:00 am.
"Well, it's one in the morning what do you wanna do now?"
She yawned then laughed a little. "I think that maybe we should go to bed. I'm so tired now that I think about it."
I yawned to. "Ok, sounds good to me. Let's go."
We headed back into my room and got ready for bed.
"I usually sleep on the right side. Is that ok with you?"
Isabel nods and says, "Ya that's fine."
Once we were all ready and situated under the covers we said goodnight and quickly fell asleep.
A/N:
Hey y'all! Do I have any black ops fans? I hope everyone enjoyed that chapter. Sorry for those of you that didn't understand it.
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