14th Magic Bullet (action locked to Denmark)

[drank_the_milk]

[Yuna went to bed in her room on Stevens Road last night, but that's certainly not where she's waking up today. Instead, she's curled up on one of the benches at the bowling alley, uncomfortably shifting around as she slowly wakes up.]

Mm... c'mon, just five more minutes, daddy...

[She rolls over in her sleep in the wrong direction, falling off the bench crashing unceremoniously to the floor.]

Ow! Geez, what the heck?

[...Blinking now as she notices where she is, and who she's with. Yeah, she definitely doesn't recognize this guy. Walking over to Denmark, she starts trying to shake him awake.]

Pssst... hey! Heeeeeeeeey! Wake up!

Comments

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

That doesn't make any sense!

[beermark.livejournal.com]

( he makes a beeline for the door and tries to open it. of course it fails, but he didn't really expect it not to. ) Open the door now, kidnapper!

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

I told you, it wasn't me! I can't open it either.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

Sure ya can, with the key! If ya don't, I'll break a window! ( he's looking around for a bowling ball… ) Actually I will anyway, it sounds fun.

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

But I don't have a key!

[beermark.livejournal.com]

Yes ya- ( HEFTS A BALL AND TRIES TO THROW IT OVERHAND AT THE DOOR WINDOW- this doesn't work very well because he doesn't have nation strength. ) Do!

( it crashes to the floor about a foot in front of him… and rolls sadly… )

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

See, I told you.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

( he picks up a chair and chucks it at the glass.

it bounces off. ) What the fuck?

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Like I said, we can't get out.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

That's impossible! ( he considers, staring at the door for a moment…

then charges forward and punches it. needless to say, it doesn't to anything but hurt his hand. a lot. ) Motherfucker!

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

[By this point, Yuna's decided to just start bowling.]

[beermark.livejournal.com]

( FOR THE BEST. eventually he wanders over with his hand all bruised and painful. ) Hey, hey, kid, my hand huuuurts.

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Well, maybe you shouldn't be punching stuff.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

I was saving us. ( he flops down in one of those plastic chairs. )

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Actually, it really does look like we're just locked in a bowling alley together.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

I don't wanna be locked in with some random kid! At least make it Nor or Ice…

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

It's not like I asked to be locked in here with you, either, y'know. We might as well try to enjoy it.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

( rolls to look at her. ) I guess, but I'm out of things to smash against the door.

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

You could try bowling, you know.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

Is it lame?

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

You get to throw a heavy ball and knock stuff down.

[beermark.livejournal.com]

( he's thinking… ) Ya do it.

( …but laziness wins. )

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

But it's boring to play by yourself! C'mon, grab a ball!

[beermark.livejournal.com]

Ya really wanna play with me? ( sounding excited yay he's popular.

he gets back up off the bench and grabs a ball- wow, they're heavy. )

[gonnamarrydaddy.livejournal.com]

Sure! I bet I'll win, too!