Linz
“SuedeKnight!” HPA said. “Elisabeth! SuedeKnight lives in Wisconsin. Wisconsin! We are in WISCONSIN!”
“So?” Elisabeth said, unconcerned. “They have great cheese here!”
“So… Wisconsin is practically in the total opposite place as Texas!” *BurntIre* wailed. “We’ll NEVER get to Wan – um, Song and HAHA’s!”
“HAHA!” SuedeKnight added. “You forgot the HAHA!”
“Obviously, Elisabeth, you flunked geography.” HPA remarked dryly.
“No, guys, listen. I know what I’m doing. Really. All we have to do is walk back along this street, and then when we get to that big highway, we’ll follow it.”
I checked my map. This actually seemed like a good plan. We couldn’t get too lost if we were following a major highway, right?
“Sounds like a plan,” SuedeKnight said. “Let’s go.”

We trudged along in silence for awhile, and then HPA voiced the same thought I was having. “I’m starving.”
“Me too,” said pinkQT
“You should have brought Donut Dude with you,” *BurntIre* pointed out. “I could use a powdered donut right now.”
“I could use a Mountain Dew,” SuedeKnight said. “In fact, I think I could use an AMP.”
“It’s cool, guys. There’s a gas station right up the road,” Elisabeth said. “I remember seeing it on our way in.”

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