(A/N: YAY! Mark saw my painting in the 8M video!! /)•O•(\ *Dies*)

Anyhoo, here we go:

As soon as she closed the door, Mark sat up and winked. You could hear Bristol's sobs from the bathroom.

"We gotta run. Now." Mark whispered, getting up quietly.

"Wait." You said, grabbing the box Bristol had brought along.

"Are you crazy? That thing could be a live bomb!" Mark whisper-screamed at you. You ignored him and ducked out the door.

He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the building. You both got in his car and started driving. You had no destination in mind, but you both knew that home wasn't an option.

Not with her there.

You held the box on your lap in the passenger seat. You couldn't take your mind off it.

"I'm opening it." You declared.

"I don't like that thing. Who knows what the heck is going to be in there. It could be a severed badger head for all we know!" Mark exclaimed.

"Oh come on. It's too light. Wait- think about it, Bristol has been giving us clues about what she's doing this whole time. Maybe this'll help us understand what she's after, or what she plans to do next." You told him, resting your hand on his thigh. He sighed in response.

"We both know she's after my hot body." Mark replied, smiling. That was one of the first times Mark had smiled since this whole Bristol thing started up again.

You laughed loudly. He really could bring good during the bad.

"Just focus on driving, you doof."

"Okay, whatever. But we can't just drive forever. Where are we headed?" Mark asked, smile fading slowly. You hadn't really figured that out yet.

You had an idea. It may have been a random one, but it was worth a shot. You pulled out a crumpled up phone number out of your pocket, grabbed out your cellphone, and dialed the number.

"Hellooo?"

"Hi, Lauryn, um, we need a bit of a favor."

You gave a brief idea as to what was going on, and she gladly agreed to let you stay with her for a bit. Lauryn did mention she had a roommate, but she said they shouldn't be a problem.

"Thanks, I'll see you in a bit. Thanks Lauryn."

"No problem, hun."

You hung up. You told Mark what the plan was, and he agreed. You looked back down at the box.

"Screw it! I need to see what's inside." You whined, tearing it open.

Inside was only a single piece of paper. It read:

"'High fives all around! Wa-pish! Wa-pish! And I will see all you dudes... In a very, very, long time.'
-XOXO Bristol.
PS: Tick Tok..."

"Oh shi-"

She's a loony one, isn't she?

I know a lot of you lovely readers wanted a physical fight... All in due time my friends. This story isn't nearly over. >:P

Sorry for not updating last night. I forgot. And I was also asleep..

That's all for now, catch you later. See ya!
~Lizard