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Ramen :OLane: "...and he was never seen again."Pan: "O___O... that w-was creepy..."Larry: "That was lame. Anyways, I'm going to bed." *yawns*Pan: "Wha--NO!!!" *grabs larry's arm* "You. Are. Staying. Up. With. Me."Larry: *smirks* "Scared? that's pretty sad, Pan."Pan: "n-no.... um.... I'LL FEED YOU RAMEN."Erik: "Don't listen to her Lar! It's a trap!"Pan: "Raaaamen!!"Larry: "OH MY GOD I WANT RAMEN!!!" *thinks* "FINE. I'LL STAY UP."Pan: *smirks*Erik: "... she fell for the trap."
MSS: Lane Appreciation Day Guys! Guys! Guys, guys, guys! Pan exclaimed, skidding to a stop in front of Joe and Larry, I had the perfect idea for a holiday! Yeah? What? Larry asked. Pan grinned excitedly. Lane Appreciation Day. Joe blinked. What? he laughed. Lane Appreciation Day, Pan repeated, a day on which we appreciate Lane. What about Lane? Zaak asked, coming up with Erik. He wrapped an arm around Pans waist. Pan came up with a new holiday. Lane Appreciation Day, Larry said, taking Er
MSS: Wine- Part II Part II Larry decided to play along, remembering that she, unlike these two men, could handle a lot of alcohol before losing her common sense. This'll be fun, she thought. "Sure," she said, giving the men a flirty grin, "what are your names?" "I'm Josh Morris," the man with the wine glass answered, "that's Carl. He's my brother." He gestured toward the man to his right. "So your last name's Morris?" Larry as
MSS: Wine- Part I "Hey," Carl said, nudging Josh in the ribs, "does that guy over there look familiar?" He pointed to a couple on the other side of the restaurant. A dark-haired young man sat across from a brunette young woman. "W-What?" Josh slurred. He drained his wine glass and followed his brother's line of sight. The young man had freckles across his nose and cheeks, and though he and the woman were talking to each other, he never looked directly at her. It was almost as if he couldn't see her. "Yeah," Josh said, finally recognizing the young man, "is that... Erik? Our brother Erik?!" "I think so," Carl answered. They watched as the young
Mutts Side Stories: Seriously? Averys POV Aaron strode through the front door, his head covered with the hood of his sweatshirt. He disappeared into the kitchen without a word. Where were you? I asked suspiciously. Probably out drinking
I figured. My brother came back into the living room where I was helping Tori study, a can of Coke in his hand. Relax, Ave, he answered, pulling off his hood, I was dying my hair, thats all.