The Third War

Chapter Ninety Three: Zoe

"I think we broke Zoe while you were gone," Dustin told Kris sending me a wary glance.

"What did you do?" She also shot me a glance.

"Well! Phoebe died."

Phoebe had fallen asleep while we were waiting for Kris and Jeremy to get back.

"So I had to shake her awake."

I told him to shake her shoulder, he grabbed both of her shoulders and violently shook her entire body.

"But I tripped over one of the cats."

Poor Annabeth's tail had been in the way.

"And then stepped on Killer."

My dog had come back in just in time for Dustin to run into her.

"And I face planted on the bed."

Dustin had fallen on Phoebe who pushed him off so he face planted on the bed.

"Therefore, we killed her with too much weirdness." "

"You killed me with too much weirdness," I told him shaking my head sadly.

Kris sighed, "What are we going to do with you?"

Dustin turned to her, "Give me candy!"

"No!" Phoebe and Kris both yelled at him.

Kris then looked at me, "Sorry you were left here with this Zoe."

"You don't understand," I explained. "He tripped over the cat and went, 'I meant to do that!' then took literally one more step, and he fell."

"It was majestic," Dustin tried to flip his newly dyed brown and green hair.

Jeremy sat on the floor next to me, "I'm not surprised."

My fingers froze in their tapping as his hand brushed against mine. I glanced over at him to see he hadn't noticed. He never noticed.

"So," I looked back up to see Kris had definitely noticed and was contemplating glaring at Jeremy. "What are we saying at midnight?"

Kris's attention was successfully dragged away from him, "Um, I don't know."

Dustin flailed his arms excitedly, "We should squaw!"

"I second squawing."

Jerry agreed with Kris and Dustin, "Let's do it."

"Okay?" Phoebe looked confused but not ready to argue.

I gave a thumbs up to show my support at squawing at midnight. We all waited until the clock got down to ten seconds.

"Ten...
nine...
eight...
seven...
six...
five...
four...
three...
two...
one!"

"Squaw!"

"SQUAW!"

"S-squaw??"

"SQUAAAAW!"

"Squawww."

I'll let you guess which one belonged to which person.

Killer howled in time with us as all the cats flipped out. Phoebe, Jerry, and I all started laughing while Dustin took the opportunity to kiss Kris on the cheek before laughing himself. She immediately froze up in a weird expression before half-heartedly laughing along with us.

When we all finally died down, Phoebe stood up, "Well, I probably need to get back downstairs."

"Oh, I need to come with you," Dustin got up as well.