On An Airplane, And Nothing's Helping

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Damien's P.O.V.

I sat in the corner, no seat belt on. I looked out the window, watching Tokyo get smaller and smaller.

"Damien?" Aly sits down next to me.

"If you're to say I'm a moron, go away," I say, pissed-off.

"Well, I'm outta here," Dimitri says.

"Dimitri!" Aly says surprised.

"I wasn't gonna call him a moron. I'm hungry," Dimitri walks off in search for food.

"Please sit down. We are hitting turbulence," Riza says over the speaker. "And pu-" The plane starts violently shaking. It stops for a little after five minutes.

"Put your seat belts on!" Riza continues.

"Well, I guess I'm stuck here, so will you please talk to me," I look at Dimitri.

"Just because you're over here doesn't mean I have to talk to you," Dimitri snaps. At that moment I snap.

"Look. I'm sorry for calling you a moron. I know you aren't and I'm sorry for it. All those mean things I said to you, I sorry and I didn't mean them. I was just pissed. If that wasn't good enough for you then oh well," I get up and try to walk away, but Damien grabs my hand.

"What do you..." Aly tries to say, but I kiss her on the cheek.

"Why..." she asks surprised. I smile.

"Thanks for the apology Aly Waly," Damien smirks.

"Don't call me that!" Aly cries. I start to tickle her. She falls on the floor in laughter. Then the unthinkable happens. The turbulence comes back and Cleo trips over me. Then I kiss Aly on thee lips.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Dimitri runs up. I jump off of Aly.

"I had...I was...I di..." I couldn't get any words out.

"It wasn't his fault! It was the turbulence and Cleo tripped over him," Aly defends, but Dimitri wasn't listening.

"You're dead," Dimitri has fire in his hands. He starts throwing it at me and I try to dodge.

"Look man! It was an accident," I scamper. The fire catches onto the back of my shirt.

"Get it off. Get it off. GET IT OFF!!!!" I roll on the ground.

"Dimitri!" Aly yells. "Quit it!" Dimitri grabs my shirt collar and lifts me off the ground.

"You're gonna cease to exist," Dimitri tells me. I wince for the punch, but feel nothing. When I open my eyes, Aly punches Dimitri in the face. Dimitri stumbles back and drops me on the floor.

"Aly..." Dimitri says. "Don't get in the way!" He pushes Aly to the ground.

I snap and pull the electricity out of the coffee maker and little refrigerator. Then I throw the electricity at Dimitri.

"I don't care who the hell it is, but you don't ever put your hands on any girl," I yell. That's when Riza comes out.

"What is going on here?!" Riza looks around the room. The back chairs were charred and burnt.

"God. I turn my back for a few minutes to see that you pretty much destroyed half the plane!" Riza screams. "JUST SIT DOWN IN A CHAIR AND NO TALKING FOR THE REST OF THE RIDE!"

"Question!" Dimitri asks. "Who piloting the plane?"

"It's on autopilot. But there is more turbulence so be quiet. I can't think with all this chaos and you guys acting like 5 year olds. Cleo is acting better than you!" Riza walks back to the front.

"Cleo?" I said. I didn't even notice her. She was in Cloud Shwiney again. I smiled.

"Okay look. We need to get issues together. So one the count of three, everyone say sorry and we will never speak of this again," Aly orders.

"Fine by me," I say.

"Hmph," Dimitri replies. Aly sighs.

"One...two...three," Aly counts.

"SORRY!" we all say. Then Aly starts laughing.

"What are you laughing for?" Dimitri says.

"You have that dumb look on your face," Aly says.

"You do too!" I laugh. Dimitri starts laughing too.

"Did Cleo miss something?" Cleo blinks. I laugh even harder.

"Nothing, Cleo. Nothing at all," I tell her.

Riza walks in.

"I thought I told ya'll to be quiet," Riza says, but then she starts laughing. "What's with your face, Dimitri?"

"I don't know!" Dimitri laughs.

"You people are crazy," Riza walks back. Then the turbulence starts again, but we were laughing too much to notice.

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