Once the girls were in the kitchen, Bonnie walked over to the fridge, Marcie silently stood in the doorway, and Fionna tried to go out the door leading outside.
"Wait!" Bonnie screeched as Fionna reached for the door handle.
Fionna rolled her light blue eyes. "What is it now?"
Bonnie reached up on top of the fridge and produced a metal baseball bat. Marcie about died of laughter in the doorway and Fionna frowned but took it.
"Let's go investigate now." Fionna grumbled.
Fionna stomped outside, and was followed once again by Bonnie and lastly, Marcie.
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Short Storyi stared writing this awhile ago... *sigh* guess its time to publish it...
