xv. sweat

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chapter xv; sweat

( hey guys! so i completely lost motivation to write within the timeline of season four, so i'm gonna skip around for the rest of the season ! season five will be great though ! )‧₊˚✩ 彡

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( hey guys! so i completely lost motivation to write within the timeline of season four, so i'm gonna skip around for the rest of the season ! season five will be great though ! )
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THE tubes beeped three times extending downwards, the superheroes entering the room.

"Is anyone else hungry?" Ray asked.

"I could go for some muffins," Henry suggested.

"Ooh!" Emily clapped, "Yes!"

"Hey-Wait-Hold your muffins!" Ray interrupted.

"What?" Emily questioned turning her head to Ray, who was standing over a large gift basket.

"Who's this from?" Henry asked.

"I don't know," Ray squatted to look at everything that was inside.

"Let's read the card," Emily picked it up and read it, "Who's the Dixie Chicks?"

"This is from the Dixie Chicks?!" Ray snatches the card.

"No way, dude!" Henry looked over his shoulder in attempt to read.

"Who?!"

"They're hot," Henry raises his eyebrows.

Emily scrunched up her face, "Ah."

"Let's call the Dixie Chicks and thank em!"

Henry nodded to Ray, "Let's do it."

Emily just sat down on the monitors next to them in annoyance.

"What's their number?" Henry asked.

"No need," Ray pressed a button, "Call the Dixie Chicks."

"Calling... Dixie Fried Chicken."

"No!" Ray slammed his hand on the button, cancelling the outgoing call.

"Dude, we could've got fried chicken," Emily told.

"Yeah—" Henry was about to agree with Emily when something crashed into the computer screen, cracking it.

"What the..."

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