I don't mind being kidnapped, all I ask in return is that you don't hurt me. 12

The wind is icy when all four of you emerge outside. You wrap your arms around yourself, and Paint shoves you in the back impatiently. The previously happy and energetic Mouse, crossed his arms and looked down at the muddy ground. Kaz shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot.
Paint: What are we standing around for? Lets go already before we freeze to death.
Paint sighs and grabs hold of your arm before forcing you forward.
You: Ow, I can walk for myself!
He shrugs but doesn't let go of your arm.
Mouse: Where are we going first?
He sounds uninterested and Paint lightly elbows him in the ribs. Mouse glares at him and Paint raises an eyebrow and sneers at him in response.
Paint: I've had an idea for a while and I think that now would be a good time to test it out.
He stares at you for a few moments and you look back uneasily.
You:...What...?
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Half an hour later and you're standing in the middle of a shopping centre with Kaz beside you. You look annoyed at the three pillows stuffed under your shirt which Paint had discovered in one of the aisles. Paint and Mouse were shoving everything they could find into a shopping trolley which was already beginning to over-flow. You look away in disgust as you see them grab a couple of boxes of condoms.
Another few minutes and Paint finally gives you a nod. You groan before..
You: Arrgh! My water just broke!
Paint and Mouse run the trolley over to you and Kaz helps you climb onto it.
Paint: Kaz, show some concern. You're supposed to be the father.
Kaz sighs before shouting..
Kaz: Help!
Almost everyone in the shopping centre stares at you. Paint pinches you on your neck until you cry out in pain. Two elderly women murmer to each-other, giving you all looks of disapproval. Paint grins and flashes them one of the condom packets before wheeling you and the trolley towards the door.
Mouse: We have to get her to the hospital!
Paint: Oh wow, our buddy Kaz is going to be a Dad!
He winks at Kaz and Kaz looks despairingly at the open door. With that you both rush out into the open air. Paint sharply turns the trolley and you and nearly half of its contents nearly fly out. Mouse manages to save the few that did.
When you round the next corner, Paint and Mouse are still laughing their arses off.
You: Yeah, yeah real funny guys.
You are glad though that it seemed to have cheered Mouse up for the time being, and even Kaz managed to crack a smile. Paint finally stops the trolley and Mouse pulls one of the cushions from out of your top.
Mouse: It's a ..what is it? Who do you think it resembles more, the mother or the father?
Paint: It's an hermaphrodite that looks like your face, now lets get back before spectre makes spike and that other chick rob the entire pharmacy.
Mouse's gladness dies down a bit and you can tell that he is missing the fun time he had with spike. You do pity him, actually. He really has fallen for Emily...
You: I think it's a boy. I'm going to name him Frederick and I will dress him up in sailor suits and take him to tea parties.
Paint: Don't raise him to be a sissy, Darl, God.
You: Fine then, how would you raise him?
Paint: I'd name him Gun and raise him to be an emo boy and when all of his sweeties grow tired of his whinging they'll sleep with me. Your turn Mouse.
Mouse: I'd name him Hippy, and make him smoke pot until he was a famous acrobat who could talk to monkies. What about you Kaz?
Kaz:..I..I don't know.
Paint: Come on Kaz, make something up. We know you're smart!
You: Please Kaz?
Kaz: um..
He pauses for a while.
Kaz: I'd name him James and i'd read to him every night and make sure that he could read and write. I'd want him to grow up safely with a loving family and get a nice job and move somewhere in the peaceful country.
Mouse: You serious Kaz?
Kaz nods and you smile at him.
Paint: Didn't know that you'd put that much thought into it, kid.
Mouse: Bet you my pot smoking acrobatic hippy will have a bigger porn stash though..
You: *cough* Anyhow, moving on..
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It doesn't take long to arrive back at the house. Everyone, was surprised when they arrived though. An old white van stood at the front and Emily and spike where loading their few possessions into it. You clamber off the trolley and Paint wheels it over to spectre with you, Mouse and Kaz behind him in suddenly all seriousness.
Paint: We got everything we could. Whats with the van?
spectre's blood-shot eyes move towards it and he places a hand on Paint's shoulder so he wouldn't fall over.
spectre: A contact of mine offered to drive us over to our new home. Once you've..
He stops for a second and coughs into Paint's shirt. Paint doesn't resist but he couldn't hide his look of disgust.
Mouse:..that better not be contagious.
spectre: Once you've loaded the rest of the stuff into it, get in with it.
Paint: Yeah..sure.
Paint helps spectre walk over to the van before waving for the three of you to get your stuff from inside the house.
It doesn't take you long to get all your stuff outside, seeing as you only had your back-pack. Emily, spike and Kaz were already in the van and Mouse and Paint come in a few minutes later. spectre sat in the front seat of the van, where as the rest of you all had to put up with the cold metal floor in the back.
The van's engine grumbles and soon you begin to move. Items of food slide across the floor and bottles of pills rattle about. You had seen spectre take a couple of pills of some assortment before entering the front of the van. spike later told you that he had taken sleeping pills as that was the only bottle open.
You lean your head against the pillow as the van continues to move onwards. Emilys playing with her hair in one corner of the van and spike and Mouse give eachother a glance every now and again. Paints sitting about a metre away from you eating some M&Ms and Kaz looking anxiously at all the different labels on the bottles of pills.
You: What types of pills did you end up getting?
spike: Bit of everything, Emily wanted to fill them with mentos and tic tacs.
Emily: At least when he died he wouldn't have corpse breath, then.
Paint: shut up, he'll hear you
Mouse: Who says he's dying?
Emily smiled when he turned to her and he smiled back edgily.
Emily: From what i've seen he can barely stand, not to mention that he looks dead already. I wouldn't be surprised if he was the living dead!
Paint: Look, girly, did you hear what..
Emily: Do I have to teach you again not to call me names?
Paint shut up at that and she looked triumphantly over at him. You laugh before crawling over to her and whispering in her ear -
You: Do you like Mouse?
The other guys look over in confusion.
Emily whispers in return -
Emily: Maybe. He's so cute! I've never seen a guy get that worked up over me before.
You look at eachother and both start giggling.
spike: Don't you ladies know that it's rude to whisper.
Emily: This is girl talk.
she sticks her tongue out at him.
You: Yeah-eh no boys allowed!
You lean over and whisper to her again -
You: Why don't you put him out of his misery. I'm sure he'd be an adorable little love sick puppy if you did.
Emily: You think?
You nod and she smiles and shrugs in return.
Emily: You never know. ~_-
The van keeps driving for hours on end. Everyone else by now had fallen asleep but for some reason you could hardly close your eyes. It was interesting though seeing what the others looked like when they were sleeping. Emily was on her side with a small smile on her face; she was probably having a nice dream. Mouse was lying down on his stomach and spike was leaning up against the wall of the van. You could just see the rattling of the van killing all the remaining brain cells in the back of his head. Kaz was curled up in a corner, he looked even more younger and innocent when he was asleep but his expression was troubled. You wonder what he is dreaming about. Paint is asleep on his back with a large smile on his face. You just hope that hand isn't where you think it is....
Before your thoughts wander any further you hear a noise over from spike. You look over to him and he blinks open his eyes, before rubbing the back of his head annoyed. You get up and walked over to him, being careful not to trip over any of the scattered items on the ground.
You: Can't sleep?
spike: Meh, not really. Plus, Paint keeps mumbling rather questionable words in his sleep.
You laugh quietly and he rubs his blue eyes sleepily.
You: What do you think of Emily?
spike: shes alright, not really my type though. shes pretty and all, I mean you're both pretty but I prefer girls..with a bit more..asian, ya'know?
You laugh again.
You: A bit more asian, huh? so that night out in the club didn't mean anything?
spike: That honestly wasn't meant to happen..haha..I just feel guilty for Mouse though, I mean he was..is still my best mate and he told me that he liked her and then I go pull off something like that, god i'm an idiot.
You: He's just throwing a tantrum, why don't you try and talk to him?
spike: I have, he doesn't listen. I'll try again tomorrow though, he's lightening up bit by bit.
You: Cool..well..night.
Finally, you feel sleep coming and you close your eyes restfully and slump to the floor.
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