“So, soldiers,” I said to the line of stuffed animals…and Sarah, “that is why we need to take Trevor down!”
I bowed as Sarah started clapping. “Amazing!”
Trevor rounded the corner. “It’s an attack! All forces go!”
Sarah and I started throwing the teddy bears.
“Put your hands up where I can see ’em!” Sarah and I yelled at the exact same time.
Trevor sighed, and lifted his hands above his head. Sarah and I slowly approached him.
“Air attack!” Trevor yelled.
Suddenly, Sarah and I were hit with water balloons. “Ah!” we screamed.
“Ha, ha ha, ha!” Trevor was laughing evilly.
“Grr…” I said, my hair flattened down, letting my kitty ears headband show.
“I told you we should’ve grabbed the Medieval shields,” Sarah muttered.
I glared at Trevor, and held up my water gun. He mimicked me. “It all comes down to this,” I said in a dramatic voice.
“Yes, yes it does,” Trevor said in a ninja master’s voice.
“Dun, dun, duuuuuun!” Sarah yelled, aiming her two guns at us.
Then we all fired at each other.
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Idiot in Wal-MartTeen Fiction
Annette was never mature. Her friends always described her like this: crazy, childish, loud, annoying, and really anything else of the sorts. That’s probably why she’s known as “Crazy.” When one day, Crazy gets locked in Wal-Mart, the world just tu...