Hey! I just wanted to remind you all of the evil plots in my mind. Please tell your friends about this story!
I'm soooo sorry it's so short! I honestly feel awful, 400 words. I don't understand why. One of these chapters I'm going to make it so much longer than usual.
Also, comment your thoughts and vote on this chapter if you liked it!
Merci!
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"Where'd you go?" Cole asks as soon as we leave the room.
"Wall-Mart." I reply.
"What for?"
"Supplies."
"For what?"
"Something." I respond vaguely.
"Come on!"
"Nope! So what do you want to do?"
"I have an idea!" He says excitedly.
"Great! Let's hear it." I say.
"Water-balloon fight." He shrugs.
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"Fill some of these up. I'll be right back." He declares before running back into the house. I roll my eyes and start filling the ballons.
"Its taking so long!" I exclaim.
"Just finish getting these filled." He says.
"I'm not doing yours, mister super-speed."
"I'll still have more than you."
"Mhm."
After we finish filling them up, we each walk to our own sides of the yard. Placing the many buckets filled with them down, we make forts to hide in if necessary.
I finish mine only to discover that Cole had been finished for a while, and was just staring at me.
"Ready to start?" He asks. I nod. He walks back to his side, and soon, World War 3 happens.
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