The A Team

Chapter 22: Kimpossible

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Angle's P.O.V.

So after what seemed like hours of endless tickle torture, I lay sprawled on the mattress of Ace's squishy, squishy bed.

I don't know how he does it, but damn this bed is squishy.

Ace went out of the room about 5 minutes ago saying that he had to go get something, but of course, I'm now extremely curious.

What is he doing down there on the first floor with his evil leprechaun ways???

I slide off of the bed and crouch, bending my knees so that I am as close to the floor as possible while still being able to walk.

I was directly informed to not move a muscle and to definitely not leave the room....bbbbuuuuutttttt I am a super-ninja-karate-master that cannot be tamed!

I tiptoe gracefully down the hallway and look down the stairs as if they are big ominous clunks of wood on a mission to hunt me down and destroy me...

Which, of course, is true.

Stairs are evil...Evil I tell you.

I slowly place one foot on the first step, and then bring the other to meet it. I follow this same pattern all the way down the steps until I am finally on the first floor.

I see Ace.

Well, the back of Ace.

He seems to be tipping his head back while drinking something...water...I'm pretty sure it's water.

The target has been spotted.

Cue Kimpossible music.

"Dun Dun!!!"

"Da-dun Duuuuunnnn!!!" I sing jumping onto his back in an attempt to freak him out.

Let's just say....

It works.

Laughing like a coke-addict-hyena I pull at his hair and kick his thighs with the heels of my feet.

Ace though, is not so amused.

He shakes me off of him, sending me to the floor, and looks at me with heated eyes. "What the hell don't you understand about 'stay in the damn room'?!" he shouts angrily and I cower back in fear.

I was just playing around! Why are panties in a bunch.

"God Angel, you were doing so well too."

"What?"

"You know what? Forget it. I'm done with your shit right now." He yells and stomps up the stairs to his room, slamming the door in the process

Is he fudgen bipolar or something?! God! What is his deal!

Yea he told mee to stay in the room, but geez! It's not like he was in the middle of a drug deal or something!

Exasperated I sit down on the moth-eaten couch that smells like cologne and try to find a remote. I sift through the pillows and behind the seat cushions in search of the dangflabbed remote!

Instead, however, I find something very different.

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