It was a dark and stormy night on the corner of Thomas st. And Hawthorne ave. It was quiet, very quiet, as a matter of fact it was too quiet. A heavy rain fell on the roof of the Erickson household. Bette and Edward were fast asleep upstairs while Mitchell and Willis were playing Wii golf in the living room. "this is great" said Willis "but I think we're out of kirkland's best sports drank."
"let's make a Costco run and pick up a pizza at Punch!" replied Mitchell.
"sounds good to me, let's roll!"
Willis grabbed the car keys and as he went to the door Mitchell screamed
"WAIT! We need our Gats..."
"true that, true that" said Willis as he picked up his N-Strike and crept out of the house under the cover of darkness. Mitchell and Willis were in the middle of a heated game of assassin's and they had already lost two members of their team due to assassinations so they were both extremely paranoid.
They walked out side slowly and made sure to provide cover for one another. At the exact moment that Mitchell began to say "Okay, we're clea-"
Nerf darts came flying in from every direction! Both boys returned fire as well as they could and booked it toward Willis' van. Luckily the door was unlocked so both boys hopped into the back seat. "it must be the evil assassins monster!" said willis.
"we need to get out of here fast!" Willis foot into the drivers seat and tried to start the car but it wouldn't start. Then the boys heard a tapping on the window which suddenly stopped. I think we're good said Mitchell. And the all of the sudden....AGGH!!
THE END.
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