The Reese Chronicles.

Surf's up

Reese and Danny watched their blond friend Elliott surf. It was probably bad that Reese was holding a potato gun full of water balloons, full of hair dye. She just didn't like him going back to being blonde, so she decided to add subtle colors to him.

"Elliott remember when your hair was Neon green, neon blue, red, and neon pink?" Reese yelled from the shore. It might of been her fault, after she shrunk and found a tiny door and broke into his house, dyed his hair, covered in in a balanced breakfast and chinese food, then switched his whole room to frozen.

"Yeah, and I still haven't forgiven you!" He yelled back.

"Well I miss it, so I decided to do it while you were awake this time," she cackled evilly. She got on one knee like some people do with rocket launchers and got ready.

"Ready! Aim! Fire!" Danny exclaimed. Reese smirked and fired off four or five balloons, before Elliott could react he was hit my neon yellow, purple, and a greenish color.

"Ahhhh! YOU ARE A DEAD MAN REESE! YOU HEAR ME?! DEAD!" Elliott screamed as he fell off his board.

"Love you too, and so do the readers" She shouted, with a cheeky grin on her face. Danny gave her a look, still wondering what readers her friend was talking about.

"Reese wait up!" she called out.

"No the author wants you to run," Reese laughed as she slowed down.

"Don't question my power," The author said jokingly, but still thinking of a way to get Danny back as the author typed. Then she let Elliott comeback to the story to chase Reese with her own pressure gun.