Dec's POV
"What is this?" Dan looked around him.
"A plane. It's going to take us home." I told her.
"Ooh, a home." Rowan jumped up, clearly excited.
Ant laughed as we sat down. Dan and Rowan looked out the window.
"Why didn't we just drive in a car, though?" Dan asked.
"It's too far to drive." Ant told him.
"But isn't this going to-"
The flight attendant cut him off. "Please buckle up and enjoy the flight."
Dan and Rowan buckled themselves before questioning us again.
"The flight? What does she mean?What's flight?"
The plane began to move forward. "Oh, I guess it's just another word for driving. See?" Dan pointed out the window.
But then we started flying. "Why- why- where's the ground going?!" Dan said loudly. Rowan's mouth dropped open and her eyes widened.
"Is this flight?"
"Mhmm. Now just relax. We have a long ride ahead of us." Ant leaned back.
"Relax?! We're in the air! How is this even happening?"
"It's just what the machine was built to do." I told Dan.
He looked at me in disbelief, then continued to stare out the window. The ride became steady fast and eventually Dan and Rowan had fallen asleep.
"Ant?"
"Ya?" He was half asleep.
"Is everything planned out for the show tomorrow?"
"Mhmm. Everything's perfect. We'll rehearse what we need to tomorrow."
"They're going to be so annoyed with us for leaving like we did."
"Don't worry, I called them. Everything's fine. Just get some rest." And then he drifted off to sleep.
Soon enough, I did too.
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Dan's POV
A few lights turned on in my vision and woke me up. I looked out the window.
"Wake up! Wake up! The ground is coming back!" I shook Rowan awake and then Dec.
Rowan's face lit up immediately and she shook Ant, who was sleeping next to her, awake.
"Five more minutes."
Dec got up slowly and checked his watch. "It's 4 in the morning." He groaned and rubbed his hands over his face.
More lights began to turn on around us.
"Ugh." Ant covered his face with his hands and sat up more. "I'm tiirred."
Dec stood up and opened up the section above our seats. Quickly Rowan and I got up to help. Rowan was too short but I could reach and grabbed, what they call, 'luggage'. There were only two, what they call, suitcases. I handed one to Rowan and soon enough she figured out how to pull out the handle. I took the other and did the same. Now they would roll around.
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Fanfiction"I need someone." "We have to help her." "We want to adopt you." "He's in the attic! I know he is!" "We're going home." This was it. They were saved. But could they ever forget? Could they ever be a real family?
