Strolson Twins

Chapter XXVII (Manhole Mansion)

12-22-20?? Sometime after Alex.

Asher's POV

After all of us gave Cole a you're-fucking-insane look, we proceeded to get into cars under Yuliet's death glare. Apparently, if you want something done, have Yuliet glare at the person who is to do your doing. If you want it done now, have Breanna do the glaring.

After we got in the cars, we continued to the manhole Cole had found earlier that week. We climbed down the grimy ladder, and were met by three unknown people. Correction: three unknown, very dusty and disgustingly-gross-looking people rearranging...furniture?

Furniture.

Why???

"What the hell?" Breanna narrated my thoughts.

"She speaks?" one of the grimy workers asked. I recognized the voice to be Danny's and Breanna shot him a look.

I'll leave the description of the mansion to Alex, but let me tell you, it was humongous.

~~~Time Skip~~~

Smoke curled from the stovetop, and an alarm beeped. Ashley slammed the spatula down and stormed towards the sound.

Alex, Cole, and I were sitting at a table as Ashley went past. She grabbed a baseball glove from the table as she passed, and muttered something.

"Shut the fuck up, dammit!" she yelled, smacking the fire alarm with the glove.

"Violence is not the answer, Ashley!" Yuliet called, walking after her friend.

As she passed us, a clattering sounded, followed by silence.

"Bullshit," Ashley said as she appeared with the glove.

She laid it back on the table, and went back to the stove. Silence echoed around, and Lexi walked in.

"Don't tell me you used my glove again," Lexi said as she walked in. She put her hands on her hips and gave Ashley a look. "Jen..."

Jen?

Ashley gave her the bird and scraped off whatever what was on the pan. Alex looked confused, Cole looked at ease, and Yuliet and Lexi seemed... unimpressed.

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Short chapter. Oh well.

Live with it, bitch.