Lyrical Lies

"Shhhh," whispered Dan with his finger pressed against his lips.

I nodded vigorously and tiptoed after him, following him outside.

"Ahhhh!" Dan screamed.

He charged into Gerard. Knocking him over, Dan sat on him and tried to pour tomato sauce down his shirt.

I jumped on Quinn and rubbed vanilla pudding into his hair.

"Dan!" shouted Gerard.

Gerard squirmed as Dan tried to add mashed potatoes to the tomato sauce in his shirt.

Quinn snarled at me.

"Eek," I squeal before I ran.

"Hey! Wait for me!" I heard Dan shout from behind me.

"Frank!" I screamed, "Help me!"

"And me!" said Dan.

Frank, unfortunately had been watching us from the living room window.

"Nope," he said laughing, "I'm not helping. I don't want an angry Gerard or angry Quinn after me."

I glared at him.

Gerard and Quinn ran into the living room.

"Hide!" shouted Dan, running back outside.

I ran upstairs and and into Frank's closet.

As I turned on the light, I looked around at all the shelves.

I ducked down and sat underneath one. I pushed a box in front of me.

As I breathed slowly in and out, I started shaking.

No.

I wasn't shaking.

The ground was shaking.