Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-32745070-20190205222446/@comment-37150451-20190212075500

Kay, I changed my plan a bit. It's still a bit of Michla. Watch out, DSL...

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Isla

Why does this keep happening?

OK, so we rescued Aud and is now happy, happy, happy and blah, blah, blah and then we received some news we’d never, ever want to hear…

What was that bit of news, you ask?

Kate…has got CAPTURED!

Those stupid, bloody, idiots, son of a half troll, munge eating bucket Harns’…

Surprisingly, I hate them more than Garmal and his yak dung ‘friends’ who thinks they are so cool, but they are just little fools. (That rhymed…)

ARGH! What did WE do, to EARN this type of PUNISHMENT, Thor!

Poor Kate. Poor, poor, poor Kate. Ugh this had to happen straight after we rescue Aud, didn’t it!? I thought of revenge plans. Evil, evil revenge plans. The most evilest plans I’ve ever thought of…

Got it! So, we go after Harn, capture him, do the same torture to him like he did to Aud and Kate, peel off his skin as if he is just a little potato.

Actually, we are all potatoes. Hey! Don’t judge! Humans has skin, potatoes has skin. SO WE ARE ALL POTATOES! (Anyone remember this meme?)

And then we drop him off a cliff, and repeat this 100000000 times. Then we—

''Wait. Think, Isla, ''I interrupted myself from my crazy, weird, Isla kind of thoughts and remembered something. ''Aud got captured, could of have died. Now Kate is captured, could die soon. Hopefully not. On the rescue mission I nearly got my head chopped off. Didn’t see that coming. Aidan says these baddies are, like, ''evil…

This is harder than I think, I sighed. ''I can’t just think that killing Harn will be really easy and go the way I plan it! Argh. Dammit. Though our priority number one is to get Kate back. Can’t think before I act.''

''Who knows? Maybe this purple eyed dragon and its mysterious rider will be there to help us?''

I felt a warm hand touch mine. I turned to see Michael there, as I expected. He sighed and dragged me outside, probably to talk. “Ugh, man…” he threw his face into his hands. “This is a nightmare.” ''It is indeed. ''“I can’t imagine what you are going through. Loose your friend, get her back, and then loose your other friend straight after.” He shook his head. “Holy Thor…”

I stood there, silent.

“Um…” Michael scratched the back of his head. “I’m here for you. Talk to me about anything, OK? I was extremely happy seeing you happy when Aud got back, and now I can’t bear seeing you sad again. Coolio?”

I smiled and said, “Coolio.” Michael nodded and scratched his neck again…

“But…uh…I also wanted to talk to you because of something else…uh…oh Thor…” He heaved a big breath. “ThereisapartyandIwantedtoknowifyoucouldcomewithme!”

“English please.”

“Uh…” Michael groaned. “Just, uh…” He sighed again and looked down at the ground nervously. “There is a party for all firefighters called the ‘The Department of Fire Anniversary’, and I was wondering if you…ugh…come with me?” He shook his head. “There, I said it.”

I widened my eyes. Is he asking…to go out with me? “Oh, uh.” I tried to look for the right words to say. I mean, what do you say when someone asks you out? “So you are…asking me out?”

“Oh no, no, no!” Michael waved his hands about. “No, I didn’t mean it to sound like that. There are not much people coming, and my dad asked if I could look for anyone wanting to come to get more people coming. My dad is the boss of the Department of Fire, by the way.”

“Really? Cool…but it sounded like you were asking me out.”

“I know. I know. It came out the wrong way, didn’t it?” Michael chuckled. “Its also like, three hours of talking and doing ''nothing. I didn’t want to go, but apparently ''the son of the boss has to go there. I need someone to keep me not bored at all. You.”

I laughed. “Well, as long as there are tasty, delicious food and space to hang out and do stuff, maybe a bit of training, I’m happy.”

“Yeah, there is space for hanging out. We could do that. I may actually…show you something.”

“Like what?”

“Surprise.”

“Hmph. I’ll think about it. Though keep in mind, I hate parties. When is this thing anyway?”

“Tomorrow night. 8:30.”

“I’ll think about it. While we are waiting though, let’s train for a bit.”

“Sure. That’s exactly why I came…”

“I thought you only came to ask me out?” I teased and smirked.

Michael groaned. “That’s not what I asked…” I just laughed more. For once I’m getting my mind off Kate’s disappearance. All thanks to Michael.

After training for a little bit, Aidan’s plan was finished and it was time to go. Michael looked extremely worried. Ah, that worry wart. “Oof, Michael,” I ordered. “I’ll be FINE. I already survived one rescue mission right?”

“You never know what can happen!” Michael protested. Aw, he wants me to make it to that party. Awww…

''Wait, Isla! Remember! You don’t like him! You are a single pringle!''

“Hm, well I better go see what happens. See ya, Michael!” I waved goodbye and flew with the others.

We better get Kate back and survive this.

……………………………………………………………………………..

Guess what?

We did.

You know, get Kate back and survive this. I’m so happy! Our best friend is back, and none of us got hurt and die!

Yup, we just did the rescue mission. Creepy thing, purple eyes came to the rescue again. Now everyone knows about purple eyes. They are as confused as I am.

So now I’m talking to Aud, trying to change the subject about Michael and I. After a whole lot of fun talking, it was time to go.

“Have fun on your date, lovebird!” Aud teased.

“IT’S NOT A DATE! It’s training!” I lied. I guess it’s lucky Aud didn’t know that I’m actually going on a tiny, tiny, tiny bit of a date with Michael instead of training…

“Suuuuurrreee!” Aud rolled her eyes. I poked her in the ribs, and it seemed like it was painful. Oopsie daisy…I got up.

“Bye, Isla. Thanks,” Aud said.

“For what?”

“For everything…”

“Oh,” I went back to Aud. “You’re my best friend. No need to thank me. All I have done I watch you snore, sit here, think about evil plans for Harn, try to untangle your hair, and by the way, it took Rita and I an hour to do that! We broke a brush!” I chuckled.

“But you have been here for me. And I appreciate that,” Aud admitted.

“Hey,” I gently punched Aud’s shoulder, which she looked like it was painful again. “That’s what friends are for, right?” I winked at her and saw the time. 7:50. Before the party, I had to go to Michael’s place so he could lead me to where this party is at. “Now, sleep,” I ordered, getting up again. “I got TRAINING to do!”

“Yeah right, Isla.” ''Can she read minds? ''“Goodbye. Have fun!”

I nodded and went back outside. I quickly went back to the clubhouse to put something without rips in it. Oof, all my clothes has rips in it. And no way I was going to wear a dress. Gee, I’m not a fancy, fashion kind of person at all.

I walked to Michael’s place with Inferno following. We played and tackled each other along the way. After five minutes of walking, I made it to his house. ''Michael. ''I took a deep breath and nervously walked up to his door and knocked it.

The door opened and my heart skipped a beat. There, was an old woman, with grey hair and a walking stick. She arched her brows at me, confused.

I peered at the house number. 32. That was Michael’s house number. Or am I wrong? Am I at the right house? “Er…” I mumbled. “32, right…?” I asked, even though I knew the answer.

“Yes,” the old woman croaked. “What do you want?”

“Um, I’m Isla Anderson,” I greeted myself. “May I ask, is Michael here? And I must say, your dress is very beautiful.” I tried to sound polite, and like the ‘oh-I-like-your-dress’ kind of person. The old woman smiled.

“Wait, you’re Isla Anderson!?” she excitedly asked.

I nodded.

“Was your first name Isla?”

“…yes…”

“Was your last name Anderson?”

“…you said it…I said it…it’s Anderson…”

“Oh!” The old woman went on her tiptoes and embraced me into a hug. “Oh it really is you! We have always wanted to meet you! Michael talks about you aaaaallllllll the time!” she croakily yelped.

''Really? He talks about me all the time? What do I think of that…?''

“Well…” I tried to breath for air. Man, this old lady sure hugs tight. I couldn’t breath properly! Who knew old people can make teenagers not breath by hugs? “I’m glad…to be…wanted…to be met…” I gasped, fighting for air.

“Oh, leave the lass alone, mum!” A younger woman’s voice echoed from the hallway. Soon after, a beautiful, happy looking woman in a dress came to us. She eyed me up and down, cautiously. “Hello,” she sweetly said. “I’m Michael’s mother, Amelia. The crazy, old woman who is stopping you from breathing, is Thelma. Who are you?”

I breath in.

Here goes nothing.

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