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"No idea." Sam held back laughter. Alex called himself a goon. Oh, the poor guy.

"Is something funny?" Alex personally didn't think this plan was funny. Which is why he was looking curiously at the ginger.

"No, it really wasn't that funny. I'm just being retarded because I really don't want to get eaten by myself." Sam was also kind of scared at facing, basically, Conchita. Was she going to admit that? Never.

"What would happen, exactly? If Pollo ate me...and Conchita ate you...wouldn't that kill them too...?" This was making Alex's brain hurt. "Or...would he only eat like...the non-Pollo parts of my mind? "

"Honestly? I'm scared to think about it."

"Well...should we go back? Or move to Spain. Or Alaska?" Two choices, in Alex's mind. Face their fears, or move somewhere far far far away.

"I don't want to go near naked beaches, and people in Alaska are crazy fuckers." Plus, Sam didn't like running away.

Well apart from the stupidass Allen part of his mind, Alex was totally cool with running away. But he shut up, knowing it'd be useless to argue. So he just sighs. "Shall we go back to the house, then?"

"I guess," Sam shrugged. I don't even know.

So...they went back to the house, I guess.

"Oh look. You're back." Luka was throwing a ping pong ball at the wall. Seriously? From watching tv to throwing shit. She really was bored. Maybe this was the whole reason she was going into the Theater. She was bored.

"Oh look. You're playing ping-pong." Sam raised an eyebrow at the girl, since... Seriously, Luka?

"I'm bored and had nothing better to do. Shut the fuck up." Luka throws the ping pong ball at the wall, and it bounces off at an angle to where it hit Alex in the side of the head. The blonde just facepalms. Either Luka was drunk, or she had some major ADHD problems that really needed to be dealt with. Or both.

"Did you get into my sash?" Sam growled, her eyes narrowing when the ball hit Alex's head.

"Huh? No. Not only do I have my own stash, Sam. But I'm completely and utterly sober right now. I'm honest to Held just bored as fuck." Yup. That ADHD though. "Canwegonow?"

"Where is everyone else?" Sam asked, looking around before yelling, "GUYS! WE'RE GOING ON AN ADVENTURE WHILE BLACK PEOPLE PROBABLY STALK US AND TRY TO KILL US! AND VESSELS, SO GET YOUR DAMN ASSES DOWN HERE BEFORE I COME DRAG YOU!"

Anne peeks her head from the top of the stairs. "Black people stalking us? I'm in." She had nothing better to do. "...but why are they stalking and trying to kill us?"

Alex shrugs at his sister's question. "Why shouldn't they? I'm sure there's a retarded explanation somewhere along the line."

Sam, on the other hand, said, "Because they think I'm a cannibal. Fools. I haven't been one in centuries."

"...now why would they think you're a cannibal?" Luka sighs.

Alex raises his hand helpfully. "Because they're stupid and stuck their shit in places it doesn't belong."

Anne raises an eyebrow. "That's helpful."

"That's actually an amazing explanation of what happened," She was impressed. EVERYBODY CLAP FOR ALEX, AS HE HAS IMPRESSED A GIRL WHO ISN'T RELATED TO HIM!

Alex gives a mock bow. "That's basically what happened. Who the hell breaks into an abandoned building that has a fucking graveyard maze in front of it? That's just...retarded. If they got eaten, they'd have deserved it." Was he still pissed from earlier? You bet he was.

"Ex-fucking-actly." Sam nodded in agreement. She, too, was pissed off. Mostly from the thought of that guy. "Why the fuck would anyone do it? I mean, I get why we're doing it, but we're us."

"Maybe they heard stories about it, and were trying to destroy sin..." Luka points out quietly, back in one of her antisocial moods.

"FUCKING KINA, MAN! JAILBAIT, I WILL SEE YOU DIE ONE DAY AND I WILL TAKE GREAT PLEASURE IN IT!" Sam snarled, looking around the house for the smaller girl.

At this, Alex, Anne, and Luka all just look...confused. "Saaam? What the hell got you pissed off?" Anne asks cautiously, inching behind Luka.

"Jailbait's the one that wrote down your story, Anne. She's the one who spread the tales of the sins. It's her fault," Sam hissed, wanting to ring Jailbait's neck herself.