Grunge walked into the kitchen... and let out a gasp/yelp. Ice
cream...GONE...Potato chips...GONE!!! "OH DEAR GOD NO!!!" He yelled out

loud.
  He walked into the hallway, and followed the trail of chips through

the house and up the stair to Roxy's door. He knocked on the door, but
loud music could be heard blaring through the door, so he just opened
the door and walked in. Roxy was sitting on her bed with red bags under
her eyes from where she was crying, and her hair was completely messed
up. She was dressed in the most unappealing grunge she could have
possibly owned, and was reading a four month old issue of Seventeen.
"Uh...Roxy?" Grunge slowly asked her.
  Her eyes almost lit up as she thought he was about to give a
sincere apology for her beautiful violet dress. "Huh?" She softly
answered.
  "WHY THE HELL DID YOU EAT ALL THE MUNCHIES?!" He yelled into the
room. "You didn't leave me anything! What's wrong with you?!... what is
it... That time of the month again or somethin'?" Leave it to Grunge to
push all the wrong buttons.
  If you were there, you would swear her eyes glowed red for just a
moment, her face darkened, and the volume increased from her stereo as
she raised her right hand...like a scene from The Excorcist. She yelled
"GET OUT!!!" As Grunge Literally flew backwards off of his feet and
smashed into the wall outside Roxy's door. The Door slammed shut behind
him and he sat there half-conscious and gasping from having the air
blown out of him.
  Downstairs, Anna was cleaning up the kitchen after Roxy's mess.
When she got the last bag of chips thrown away, the doorbell rang and
she rushes to the door and opens it, "Yes?" she asks in her cheerful
voice.
  Before her stood a young girl around 17 or 18 years old, dressed in
jeans and a t-shirt with long curly black hair, and a dark complexion,
she was dirty from head to toe, and was crying hard, "Is...Sarah here?"

She managed to squeak out.
  Suddenly Anna's smile turned to a show of concern, "No, she's not
here...come in dear, you look awful..."
  Bobby walked by just as the young girl walked in. "Daphne! What are

you doing here?!"
  At the mall, Caitlin had changed back into her own outfit, with the
new one in a bag, and was turning the tables on Sarah helping her get a
more sophisticated look, when Sarah's watch beeped a couple of notes
and a light started blinking on it. Caitlin and Sarah went stood in the
women's restroom and Sarah pressed a button on her watch, "Go ahead?"
  Mr. Lynch came through on the comunicator, "Sarah...You and Caitlin
need to get home now...there's an emergency...Daphne's here."

To Be Continued...

Hope everyone liked my little addition. I stole the comunicator watch
idea from Power Rangers. I mean, after all, they already stome the
wrist morpher from Power Rangers...sure they call it a Flash-suit...
but come on... what do you think it really is?!

-Burnout

 
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