User blog:Nutter Butter/The Search for Claire Part 2

Cowritten: Me, Alls/Gigi, and Rossay

''Last time... ''

'' “How about all of you can walk the plank?” The flight attendant said, snarkily. ''

'' Three parachutes were thrown into their arms. “Wait, what about our bags?” Marcus questioned. This was an alarming situation, because none of them had ever used a parachute. ''

 "Text London,” Rossay whispered quietly. It was just loud enough for Marcus to hear. He quietly took out his phone and sent a quick text to his close friend London Tipton.   

 "We're good,” Marcus whispered back. In that second they were released from the plane into their possible doom… 

 "AAAAAAAAAAH!" the three screamed in terror as they plummeted. "We've been falling for a good few minutes... where's London?!" Rossay demanded.

 "There she is!" Gigi cried as a bright pink jet appeared out of the clouds nearby. On top was strapped SEVERAL really soft mattresses. Marcus and Gigi landed perfectly on top. "Comfy," Marcus remarked. Unfortunately, Rossay wasn't so lucky...

 "AAAH!" Rossay screamed as the bounced off of the mattress towards her apparent doom.

 "ROSSAY!" Gigi and Marcus cried as they tried to reach their friend. "Oh well," Marcus then remarked. Gigi shot him a glare. "What?" he asked.

 "We have to save Rossay!!!" Gigi reminded him angrily. "Fine," Marcus sighed and tossed a parachute off the plane after her. "SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO USE THAT!!!" Gigi shouted.

 "Oh... right..." Marcus remembered. "Wait, doesn't Marley have a helicopter?" Gigi asked. "OH YEAH!" Marcus shouted and grabbed his phone to text Marley.

 ''Marley! Rossay is plummeting to her doom! Come and save her!''

 OMW

 ...Wait how do you know where we are?

<p class="MsoNormal"> Tracking device

<p class="MsoNormal"> ...o...kay...

<p class="MsoNormal"> "She's on her way!" Marcus told Gigi. Gigi grabbed her phone and called Rossay.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Meanwhile, with Rossay... "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" she was screaming. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA- Ooh my phone's ringing!" she calmly stopped her screaming and pulled out her phone. "Hello?" she asked cheerfully.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Rossay? ...Why are you so cheerful, you're falling to your doom..." Gigi pointed out.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Oh yeah," Rossay remembered. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" she screamed again.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Ok, we get it..." Marcus mumbled.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Anyway, Marley is flying her helicopter to save you," Gigi sighed.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Helicopter?" Rossay asked. "WHAT IF I HIT THE BLADES?!" she cried anxiously.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Um... have fun with that!" Marcus said and quickly grabbed Gigi's phone and hung up. Rossay looked around frantically.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Rossay!" Marley cried from her helicopter. Rossay looked down to see the helicopter. "Grab the rope!" Marley said and threw a rope out, then began flying up. Rossay grabbed onto the rope and pulled herself onto the helicopter. Another phone call from Marcus arrived.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Rossay?" he asked cheerfully.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Yeah Marcus?" Rossay replied.

<p class="MsoNormal"> "Um, the jet's out of fuel, so we're plummeting... COME AND GET US AAAAAAH!!!" Marcus screamed. Rossay threw a frantic glance at Marley.

<p class="MsoNormal"> To be continued...