IMPORTANT MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR!!
Whitney: * walks out into the middle of the stage and clears her throat* Can I have some light here??.....Hello? Someone??....TURN ON THE BLASTED LIGHTS!!! * Spot light turns on* AHHH I AM BLINDED! * Hisses and darts off the stage really quick*
*5 minutes later*
Whitney: * walks back out and blinks* Um... Now back to what I was going to say....We ran into a small problem. We have been cancel until further notice.
Sammie: WAIT WAIT WAIT! *walks out on the stage* We are cancel? Since when??
Whitney: A couple weeks ago?
Sammie: AND NOW YOU ARE TELLING US?!?!?
Whitney: * blinks while uncovering her ears with her hands* Yes we are canceling the show. Well the bosses are. But never the less we are finish. Done. Bye bye. Time to find new jobs.
Sammie: BUT ....wait.... Since when did we have bosses?
Whitney: While ago and plus it's not like a lot of people read this ... OR the fact we don't get payed for this.
Sammie: WE DON'T GET PAYED!! *growls and walks off the stage*
Whitney: o.o OH SHooooot.... * clears her throat* Well... uh... * hears screaming in the background* O.O ...* uneasy laugh*...
Sammie: * whistles while walking back out on the stage covered in blood* ^^ We still have jobs.
Whitney: o.o I am...so...not...going...to...ask....
Sammie: ^^ * walks back out*
Whitney: Uh... well.... ON WITH THE SHOW* bows and walks off*
BOOK SURPRISE!
Whitney: * sits on the couch reading a book*
Andrew: * walks behind the couch and looks at the cover* What's this? Reading a book that doesn't involve zombies?
Whitney: Zombie books aren't really that great. Besides I got some books that I've been dying to read.
Andrew: * blinks and yanks the book out of her hand* What is it?
Whitney: HEY!* grabs it back* If you really want to know it's a romance novel.
Andrew: O.O * fakes a heart attack and slumps over on the couch*
Whitney: -.-'' Am I not allowed to read them?
Andrew: You? HAHAHAHA * walks out of the house laughing*
Whitney: -.- I need to get those locks changed.
GAMING MADNESS!
Sammie: * playing a game*
Megan: * pops in and shifty eyes* HEY!!!
Sammie: O.O * jumps couple inches off the couch* X.X Hi
Megan: * jumps on the couch* What cha doing???????
Sammie: Playing a game. Why?
Megan: Noooooooo reasonnnnnnn. Where's Whitney?
Sammie: At the bookstore again.
Megan: OH!* blinks then stares at her*
Sammie: * twitches a little* Yes?
Megan: Nothing.
Sammie: Then why are you staring at me?
Megan: No reason.
*10 minutes later*
Megan: * keeps staring*
Sammie: * growls* WHY ARE YOU STARING AT ME!!!!!
Megan: * innocent smile then darts off*
Sammie: * blinks then reaches for her bag of chips* HEY!!!
*In the backyard*
Megan: Got the chips?
ChibiRose: Yes... Yes I do... * evil laughter*
THREE SECOND OF QUIET! PLEASE?
Whitney: * pasted out on the couch*
Sammie: * crawls on the ground trying to be quiet then bumped into the chair knocking it down*
Whitney: * yawns and rolls over*
Sammie: * looks at her then keeps crawling toward the kitchen but her foot gets caught on the phone cord knocking the phone over with the phone books and quickly tenses up*
Whitney: * keeps on sleeping*
Sammie: *blinks then shrugs and gets the kitchen to find the cabinets locks* DAMN IT!!... o.o meep* dives under the table*
Whitney: * rolls over and mumbles*
Sammie: o.O * crawls out from under the table. Grabs on the lock and tries pulling it off and flies off landing on the table breaking it* DAMN IT AGAIN!!!.......>_< * hides again*
Whitney: * sniffles and keeps mumbling*
Sammie: * starts up a blow torch and tries cutting it with no luck* Grrr * grabs an ax and hatch away at the cabinet only not to work out.* o.O what the hell??? * blinks and looks at the key ring holders and twitches* -.- really? * Grabs the key and unlocks the lock* YES!* sneezes lightly*
Whitney: KEEP IT DOWN IN THERE!!!
Sammie: o.O
FLYING SHOES!!
*In the mall*
Sammie: Gah! There's nothing to do here!
Whitney: * walks right next to her* I know * takes two step and her flip flop flies off* >_< I am getting sick of that!
Sammie: HAHAHAHAHA! I am enjoying this!
Whitney: * walks up and puts the shoe back on and only to have the other one fly off* >_< GAHHHHHHHH
Sammie: Ever thought of glueing them on?
Whitney: Knowing my luck they still fly off. * walks up to the flip flop and slides it back on* Lets go before I get mad at them.
Sammie: I still say you should to that.
Whitney: Yeah yeah * the first one slides off again* GAH!!! THAT'S IT!!! * kicks the other one off and goes flying in the air and hits a mall cop in the head*
Sammie: O.O I think that's enough shopping for one day.
Whitney: O.O I agree... Run?
Sammie: o.o run
Both: * darts out of the mall really fast*