"AHAHAHAHAHA! Forget about it! It was just probably a deer! Let's drink!" His voice boomed.
And so they all did, and Jim too, who was trembling after Greg's monstrous laugh.
Jason pushes Danielle away,
"What the freak was that?!" He whispered angrily.
"Don't look at me! I was facing you the whole time!"
"Pfah! I'm damn sure it wasn't me! Whatever it did, almost blew our cover!"
Danielle became quiet and just tried to listen,
"He laughs like a retard." Danielle said.
"Because he is, dummy."
Other than that, the little girl realized something..
"Why can't I hear Francis?" She said.
"Maybe he's not there right now? Common sense! Use your damn brain." Jason replied.
"Hmph, you better be nicer soon." Danielle scoffed.
Jason looks back from where the twig broke, there was no sign of anything being there.
"No, it's too early to expect him." He told himself.
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Later, the men grew more and more quiet by the time, until Greg snoozes off by a chair.
"My, are they utterly drunk." Danielle gives a smirk.
"No shit, c'mon. We better move."
Jason crouched.
"We don't have to be really careful, right? They won't hear or feel a thing! Look at the ground, it's a sea of empty bottles!" His sister smiled.
"We better not take the risk, you know how much of a smart dick that monster is." Jason replied pointing at Greg who was drooling and snoring. so much.
"Don't you notice something about him?" Danielle asked as they crouched around the gigantic group of intoxicated men.
"Like what? He's still looks the same to me."
"He seems to be a lot. . weaker and old-looking."
Jason stopped and took a little glance.
"Oh yeah, he freakin' does."
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Ian's eyes suddenly opened.
He must've fell asleep on the couch thinking about the siblings.
Taking a quick look on his phone,
"3:40am huh.." Ian watched outside.
No sun, no moon, no stars.
The sky was pitch black with smudges of clouds.
Scratching his head, he stood up and stretched.
He enters the bathroom and washed his face.
"I don't feel like going back to sleep again." He moaned after drying his face up.
Walking straight to his office, a note was sticked unto his computer's monitor.
:TO BOWL HEAD:
No doubt it was from Jason.
He drowsily takes it and started reading with his eyes.
The longer he read, the more tensed his face looked.
And when all of a sudden, he ran out of the room, wore his jacket, ran to his car, and drove away.
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Smosh: Fatherly Fail
FanfictionIn the middle of Ian's good night sleep, someone banged on his door around 2am at his house in Sacramento. It was a girl, a short clever thirteen year old. She and her missing brother are being chased down by a psycho maniac wanting to kill the...
