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Lunch arrives quickly, and I am on the look out for my brother. He is a sneaky little snake, quick on his feet and hard to defeat, unless you're me.

Soap leads me in, and it looks like a highschool lunchroom. Half of the boys are throwing food and yelling at each other. Meat and Royce are serving today due to a bet loss.

Ghost sits at a table with Price, Nicolai, and Ozone, and I watch Meat save himself a spot.

"Ozone and Meat have transferred to the dark side..." I mutter, twirling the spaghetti on my fork. "Must have been bribery. "

Soap laughs as Royce sits next to Roach. I watch as Chemo walks in, I see the others sizing him up, wondering him he's man enough for Team Ghost. I see Nicolai stand and I dart from my seat and grab Chemo by the collar and drag him over to our table.

"Nice Alex!" Roach says excitedly.

"We need to use the element of surprise on my brother," I begin.

I pull a well choreographed plan from my pocket and smooth it out on the table.

"Like Roach said, this IS war, and we don't loose." I am given looks of surprise, approval and concern for my mental health.

We eat quickly, so we have time to set up my evil masterminded plot.

"I'm going to leave first, if they see us all leave at once, they'll know something's up." I whisper.

They nod their heads in understanding, and I leave, heading for the rec room. A few minutes later, Soap comes in.

"So are you still mad at me for leaving?" he asks.

"What do you think?!"

"I wish you weren't. You were my best friend. I told you everything, and now you're gone." He mumbles

I swear I can feel the tone in the air shake hands and switch over from happy and playful to real and serious.

"Don't you think it hurt, having your best friend move halfway across the world, and he never said anything until the day he left?" I ask

He looks at the ground sorrowfully. " I couldn't stand hurting you like that.. I couldn't bring myself to tell you."

"It hurt a heck of a lot more when I found out you were moving a few hours before your flight." I mutter.

He can't find the words to say, he walks over and hugs me and I hug him back. To be completely honest, I missed having him around, no matter how mad at him I am. We've been friends for so long, he's like another part of me.

"The heck is this? Hug fest?" Chemo asks. "I wanna hug too!!" he whines childishly, pulling me from Soap into a bear hug. I laugh as Soap glares at Chemo.

"We should probably get to work on that genius plan." Soap says, now digging in the closets, pulling the pieces of perfection out.

"Okay, I'm here." Roach says.

"Good! take these paint cans, open them, open the door three inches and set the bucket at a 45 degree angle." I answer.

I pull the towels out at the corners, and spray them with glue, carefully dragging them behind the couch.

I even go the extra mile to change the shampoo to hair dye, later, as they shower, Soap, Roach, and I will steal their clothes, hide them, and make them find them.

"This is brilliant, Alex." Roach says, giddy as a 10 year old meeting her favorite boy band.

"Alexandria!!" Ghost calls

" I think she said she was going to the rec room, Archer says

"I'm in here, Simon!!" I call from behind the couch, Soap, Roach, and Ozone dash for a hiding spot. Multiple footsteps are heading towards us. The door creaks open, and a smile creeps onto my face.

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