"What happened next,"
"Well, she didn't contact us for like 7 or 8 months,"
"Alright when did she, it's not important to tell a story,"
He stared at her, "Yes, yes it is,"
As December rolled around, everyone was very happy that Christmas was just around the corner. The preparations were in full swing. Everywhere you went, one could just feel the holiday spirit. I walked down the street with my hands buried in my pockets, wearing a thick coat and my ears covered by a muffler. I entered a small apartment complex and went up to the second floor and for room 304 and rang the bell. Mikayla opened the door, ''Hey Pete,'' she said with a warm smile. "Hey'' I said and I walked in.
''I got the groceries'' I said unpacking a couple of tins, "And I got frosting, Christmas decorations, and cocoa powder.''
''excellent, Can you just put the decorations in the bedroom?"
''Sure,'' I put the groceries on the bed and walked back in and saw the pen blinking. I had never seen it blink before but it was this time. It had been almost a year since Mummy had contacted us. I dashed over to the coat and picked the pen out.
''MIKAYLA!"
''what's the wrong peter you know I'm cooking--'' she abruptly stopped when she saw the pen. This abrupt stop came with two simultaneous events. She saw then pen and there was a loud knock at the door.
"MPD OPEN UP'', came a voice. ''SHHITTT!'' and I immediately grabbed Mikayla's hand and dashed to the bedroom and locked the door,
''What do we do? what do we do?'' I paced around the room and there was another loud knock.
"MPD OPEN UP WE KNOW YOU ARE IN THERE" came the voice again. then came the sound of the door being broken down and then some indistinct talking. ''WINDOW'', I aggressively whispered
''are you insane? we are five stories high-"
there came another noise of the invaders nearing.
"Window seems like a good option'' said Mikayla and dashed towards the window. she opened it up and stepped out on the ledge and I followed. ''Oh my god we're gonna die-we're gonna die-WERE GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'' Mikayla screamed continually
''Just stop saying that! ''
''what do you want me to say" Mikayla said completely terrified
''WELL, NOT THAT!''
''BUT WE'RE GONNA DIE!!!!''
I took the opportunity to fire a grapple, into the wall and grabbed Mikayla by the waist and we both zipped down to the ground.
"Since when are you afraid of heights''
''That never happened,'' She said staring at me and moved forward.
"So what's the plan?"
''Just wait and watch Blondie,'' She smirked and moved down the alley and took a right there was a car standing there. It was a regular 'Prius' which would not draw too much attention.
''Where did you get that?''
''well I decided to spend my cut like a reasonable adult," said Mikayla proud of herself. We both got in and made our way to the street, they took a turn and started to move towards a bridge. " where are we going?" asked Mikayla while driving
''I thought you had a plan''
''It was of the getaway car not where to go dumbass,"
''Okay fine if the pen blinked, that means Mummy is going to want us there by tomorrow. we can't go there now because we got heat on us. So-- I got an idea'' and I told her some directions. We crossed the bridge and then took a right to get to the off-road path.
They continued on it for a bit and after a few kilometres, they stopped at a small wood cabin. ''Okay let's go'' I said. I walked towards the cottage and pressed a card to the doorknob.
''Come on in''
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Falling Pieces
AventuraPeter Jones, A former soldier is now stuck at being a mall cop. When he gets approached by a person to maybe do some criminal work, He accepts. What he doesn't realise is who he is helping, and what that person has done or is capable of doing. Will...