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"Okay Alvin that's how we'll do it!" Alvin answered, "umm, can you like, speak in English, OUR LANGUAGE?" "Okay, I will say it slowly now." Ginger muttered under her breath. "There was a trail of B-L-O-O-D. That means we shoud D-I-S-T-R-A-C-T the-" Alvin interrupted her. "I don't need you to S-P-E-L-L things out for me." Ginger sighed. "Fine. In my dream, there was a trail of blood on the floor leading to the kitchen, and the cook was cooking turkey. I think it means we should distract the bloodhounds with a piece of turkey leftover. There were radishes and I said that I only see them on the soil. The only place that has soil here is the back garden. There aren't any guards and no one goes there. I was running in slow motion, climbing a gate so I guess we have to climb the gate slowly too. We forgot our bags and stuff so we better bring it. You also said dont mind the voice like a hundred times. THAT I didn't get." "Got it NOW Ginger! So when are we doing this?" "My dream happened in the morning so I guess we'll do it tommorow morning since we have no time to do it today." "Sounds like a plan!" So they packed their bags, freshened up, ate lots of heavy food, and got ready to set off. The next morning, Ginger woke up first and tried pinching herself to find out if it was a dream. It wasn't so she woke Alvin up. They made a checklist on things to bring in their bags and everything was checked. Gingers heart was thumping. Thumping like it never did before. She needed to count to ten and breathe. In and out and in and out. Her eyes were falling out of her face out of sleepiness but she needed to get the heck outta there. She raced down the hallway with Alvin, rushing to the kitchen but Ms. Darcy looked at them with her piercing eyes and asked them "what are you kids doing here so early in the morning with big briefcases and hurrying of like maniacs down the hallway, into an empty kitchen and oh... Mr. Gordon and his cooked meat... Turkeys and chickens 🍗🍗🍗 with a side of beef should I say?" Alvin replied "oh, we wanted to get some food." "Well, how about your teeny tiny briefcases?" 💼💼💼 WE ARE BUSTED Alvin thought. "Ummm, they're for a snapshot were taking for the photo-taking club." 📷📷📷 ginger heroically said. "Very we'll then, carry on." Ms. Darcy walked away.
"You totally saved our butts!" Alvin said with all the enthusiasm in the world. They snuck out the turkey when Mr. Gordon was doing his business and threw it outside the fence through the railings of the deck. ⬇⬇⬇ plop! The guard dogs ran out of the building barking. It woke up the officers and they came running after their three beloved doggies. The plan took place and Alvin and Ginger escaped successfully!
