dancing in the dark-robin buckley

ix

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"yeah i don't know," the young black girl told us "you don't know if you can fit?" dustin questioned as we all leaned against the wall.

"oh i can fit, i just don't know if i want to," she retorted back "are you claustrophobic?" robin asked.

"i don't have phobias," she told us smirking.

"are you sure because ive babysat you for five years and you still use that nightlight," i said raising my eyebrows.

"that's different," she snaps

"well what's the problem?" steve quizzed trying to understand why the bratty kid won't do it.

"the problem is i still haven't heard what is in this for erica!" she exclaimed.

so there we were giving this bratty ten year old all the ice cream she wanted 'cause we were too fat to fit through a damn vent, not exactly my proudest moment.

"more fudge please?" she said pushing the banana boat back to steve.

"you heard the girl, more damn fudge!" i snapped after we sat in awkward silence for a couple seconds.

"alright you see this, this is the route you're gonna take,then we just wait till the last delivery goes out tonight then you knock out the grate, jump down and open the door," robin explained to erica who seemed content with her ice cream.

"then you find out what's in those boxes?" she questioned

"exactly," robin replied

"mm-hm and you say this guard is armed?" erica asked.

"yes but he won't be there," dustin  assured the girl.

"and booby traps?" the young girl quizzed.

"booby traps?" i questioned.

"lasers, spikes in the wall?" she told us.

"what?" robin asked just as bemused as me.

"you know what this half-baked plan of yours sounds like to me? child endangerment!" she exclaimed

"we'll be in radio contact with you the whole time-" robin tried to reason with the brat.

but yet again she was cut off "ah ah ah child endangerment,"

"erica, hi? uh we think these russians want to do harm to our country, great harm. don't you love your country?" dustin told her.

"you can't spell america without erica!" she said smirking, i was puzzled yet again, whilst doing the english in my head realising it was true .

"uh yeah yeah oddly that is totally true, so don't do it for us, do it for your country, do it for your fellow man, do this for america erica!" he finished his speech looking at the girl.

who was obnoxiously slurping her float "oh i just got the chills oh yeah not from this float not from your speech," she said to a defeated dustin.

"know what i love most about this country? capitalism," she stated making me roll my eyes, would this kid ever shut up!

"yeah okay cool and..." i said.
"that means it a free market system which means people get paid for their services depending on how valuable their contributions are," she informed us with information we already knew.

"yep i know what capitalism kid, get to the point please," i said almost giving up with life at this point leaving my head on robins shoulder.

"and it seems to me my ability to fit it into that little very very valuable to you all,so you want my help, this USS butterscotch better be first of many im talking free ice cream for life... and also i want a later bed time when you babysit" she continued obviously blanking my comment,
i rolled my eyes yet again

"sure whatever later bed time and free ice cream forever cool," i told her with a fake smile.

"so you nerds in position or what?" i heard erica sinclairs voice over the radio.

"yeah we're in position it's all quiet here so you've got the green light ," robin replied.

"green light got that, commence operation child endangerment," i laughed at the girls comment, she was a brat but a funny brat at least.

"can we maybe not call it that?" robin suggested.

"nah i like it, erica commence operation child endangerment," i smirked at robin.

"alright see you on the other side, nerds"

"alright nerds i'm there," erica said after minutes of radio silence.

"do you-do you see anything?" robin asked.

"yeah i see those boring boxes you're so excited about," she told us.

"any guards?"

"negative,"

"booby traps?"

"if i could see them they would  be pretty shit traps,"

"yeah robin keep up," i said playfully rolling my eyes at her .

"thank you for that erica," she said into the radio as we both laughed at the young girl.

"didn't you genuinely just hate this kid?" she asked a smile tugging at her lips .

"touche," i winked at her for some reason making her cheeks go pink.

"i'm in," i heard erica's voice say

"oh shit this is real," i whispered to myself.

"oh god," steve seemed to be thinking the same as me.

the big metal doors open to reveal a smug erica sinclair.

"free ice cream for life!"

im so bored lmao these have all been written in the last 2 hours there's one more so yeah :)