Shipwrecked On Emo Island

◌Thirty Six ◌

"What? A witch?" Brendon yelled as he ran over to Ryan.

"Quiet Ryan! You're going to wake Helena. And we don't want her cryin' again." Frank said.

"But there's a witch outside!"

The group crowded around the door feeling nervous and worried. They took turns looking through the window. Outside stood another woman, different from Hayley yet around the same height.

"Ryan that's a girl. Not a witch." Gerard said flatly.

"But... but... but look at her hair!" Ryan said.

"Okay so it's half pink and half black. Doesn't mean she's a witch!" Pete said.

"Doesn't mean she's not a witch." Ryan mumbled.

Brendon opened the door cautiously. "H-hi. Can we help you?"

"No." the maybe-witch said.

"Okay..." Brendon said awkwardly. "Why are you here?"

"I'm here to help you. My name is Melanie. Here. Take this. You'll need it."

Melanie handed them a small white paper bag. With a big smile revealing a gap between her front teeth she was already walking off the steps and out of sight. With confused faces, the guys headed back inside and sat down on the couch near Helena's crib. They spoke in quiet whispers.

"Should we open the bag?"

"I don't know. It might not be safe."

"What if it's a weapon or something?"

"Who in their right mind would hand us a weapon?"

"Exactly! She wouldn't be in her right mind!"

"She was so creepy."

"Hold on how did she even get onto this island?"

"I have no clue. Maybe she was sent to us by Billie Joe."

"But if Billie Joe sent her here wouldn't she have said so?"

"What if it's like.. a bomb in there?"

"A bomb? Who would randomly had us a bomb in a bag?"

"It's such a small bag too."

"And really light. I doubt it's a bomb. Let's open it."

Before anybody could protest, Dallon opened the bag slowly. All there was was a small pacifier and two sets of clothes. The pacifier was purple with some blue decorations on it. There was also a pair of fuzzy blue pajamas and an even fuzzier pink and green sleeper. Next to to that was a pretty yellow sundress and some shorts to go on underneath. There was even a little matching yellow barrette. That was all. No bomb. Just a pacifier. And some clothes. They decided it would be best if they kept it right next to Helena's crib so the moment she started crying they would test it out.

"Okay now can we finally enjoy some time alone? Without children crying or strangers pounding at the door?" Ray asked.

"I'm hungry." Bob said.

"Shut up Bob." Four people said simultaneously.

"I'm hungry." Bob said, crossing his arms.

"Bob you need to wait. It's not dinner time yet. It's only four o'clock." Brendon said.

"I said I'm hungry!" Bob said, stomping his foot to remind everyone how stubborn he was being.

"Bob! You need to wait until dinner time!" Frank said.