Normally, I really dis-like being awakened, especially early in the morning. But this morning I was awakened.
Early.
Early as in, say, 6:00 am. But this time I was happy to have been awakened because what awakened me was an announcement – an announcement that actually afforded me the opportunity to sleep longer than I would have been able to otherwise. Aren’t snow days great?
All right!!! Let’s have a cook-out!!! 
Lol… and this time,
we will remember the marsh-mallows
Stanton: That’s not how you put your marshmallow on your stick it will fall off.
Me: No it won’t!
*Marshmallow falls,
Stanton raises eyebrows*
Me: Shut up and help me look for it, it’s blending into the snow.
Sam: Give it up, you won’t see it until spring
Stanton: And by then, the racoons will have eaten it
Greasy: Or the deer.
Untitled Trapper: There are racoons?
Sam: I’m not sure deer eat marshmallows
Greasy: I have a hair-blower, we could hook it up to the cigarette lighter in Toby and melt the snow!
*Everyone runs off to try and melt snow with a hairblower*
Sam: You can’t use your hair-blower Greasy! It’ll melt the marshmallow and then we’ll never eat it.
Mel: We were going to eat it?
Shane: So are we going to find the marshmallow?
Greasy: YES! And his name is Ploof, don’t insult him! Would you like to be referred to as a human? I don’t think so!
Trapper: Um, guys?
All: Yes?
Trapper: The fire went out.
Jaleesa: Uh, guys, that deer is looking at us rather savagely…
Sam: Thats not a deer! It’s a coyote. Quick! Ignite the stick and I shall chase him. Shane! Grab your sword
Shane: RIght….
Leggy: THis will all end in tragedy
Jaleesa: Can i come??
Trapper: The fire is still out…
Sam: Take this Mr. Coyote!
*Lighted stick gets hurled at the coyote*
Mel: Uh, Sam – you just torched the marshmallow.
Jaleesa: So that’s where it went…
Trapper: And now the coyote is trying to eat what’s left of it.
Shane: That can’t be good for it.
Sam: Oops.
(Just then, from out of the darkness of the wood, a mangy raccoon charges the coyote!)
Trapper: MAD RACCOON! MAD RACCOON!
Mel: Cool! It’s a mad raccoon!
(Realizing that they still have a whole bag of marshmallows minus one, The Friends Five sit and watch as the coyote and raccoon get into a bloody battle over the remains of Ploof.)
Shane: *With a mouth full of marshmallows* Dish ish shuch an aweshome advencha!
Greasy: I know, right?
(After mutilating the coyote, the mad raccoon turns and notices the bag of marshmallows in Shane’s hands.)
Shane: *Still stuffing marshmallows in his mouth* Oh wook, da waccoon won!
(The mad raccoon inches its way toward The Friends Five.)
Everyone in unision: *GULP!*
Trapper: What do we do? That thing probably has rabies!!!
Greasy: *To the raccoon* “Does someone need a hug?”
Mel: Sam, pelt its head with the marshmallows!
Greasy: Is now a good time to use my hairdryer?
Sam: *rolls eyes* *speaks to mad raccoon* Really now buddy, did you have to go and do a thing like that?
*Sam prepares flaming stick from fire and grabs lighter fluid bottle while holding it menacingly towards raccoon*
We…
Are…
Awesome…
And by awesome?
I mean TOTALLY awesome… lol
We should all co-write a book. Only, I fear for the ending lol.
oooooooooo…… I love stories!!
Can we call it the ‘Merry Adventures of the Five Friends’ ??
lol…
May I have the dedication page?
*cough, cough* It’s The Friends Five.
And might I add, we would probably get caught for plagiarism (*glances toward Greasy*).