Tag

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As I ran around the corner, Moose was right behind me.

I ran behind the bush and got into the SVJ, because Moose never said there was a limit for the yard to play tag in.

I drive down the road and soon enough, the G-Wagon is right behind me. I sped up, hoping I could get to the airport in time.

I was flying to Kitty and Matt's, Moose should really make limits to the game. So basically, I was flying to Texas.

I make it to the airport, and just in time, too. Moose missed this flight, but he sure could get another flight. I smirk as I'm not on the plane, watching the clouds from afar.

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I get off the plane after a few hours, and I get back into the SVJ and drive off, and I see the plane fly back to Florida.

I drive a while until I can see I'm in Houston, Texas; Matt and Kitty's town. I find their house quickly and knock on the door.

"Oh, hey," Kitty smiles as she opens the door. "Hey, me and Moose were playing tag back at home, and he didn't set limits into where I could go, so...I'm here," I laughed as he let me inside.

"Oh, hey, Fire," Matt said, confused. "Hey," I replied as I sat down. "Can you stay over for a sleepover??" pleaded Kitty. "Haha, yeah," I replied. "I'll leave tomorrow, though."

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The next day, I left from Matt and Kitty's house and went downtown to get food. I was in the park until I was tapped on the shoulder. "Ye—" I say, but I was spun around by Moose.

"Tag," he smiled. I smiled back. "I want to kiss your face so bad," I squeaked. He kissed my forehead. "Hey, you missed!" I pouted. He smiled and leaned in, but before he could, I leaned in so he didn't have to any more and our lips met.

"Thank God I'm yours."

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