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Mikku stared unblinkingly at the computer screen as she directing a blond sprite through a Caribbean island full of monkeys and treasure. Oh, and an evil ghost pirate.

Chris raised an eyebrow and poked her shoulder. "She's been at it for hours now..." He mumbled as Barty laughed and crossed his arms. "Nothing'll stop her from beating it, it seems."

As soon as he said that, there was a ring on the nearby wall. It was the wireless phone near the desk. It broke the spell holding Mikku to her chair, forcing her to stand up and grab the phone. "...hello?" She asked, bleary eyed from spending so much time on the computer.

"...Pande?!" She said in surprise. "Yeah, well...you sound old!" Barty gave an almost girlish giggle as the girl blabbered on the phone, now pacing through the dining room. "What, really?! You are? Yeah, of course!" She ran across the house and flew into her room, pulling her jeans on and grabbing her dull gray jacket, along with her tennis shoes. "Just take a left at the bank and keep going until you see a white pickup truck in the driveway. I'll be outside."

She dashed to the living room, where her mother was asleep on the couch. "Mom, mom!" she yelled, shaking the older woman awake. "Change of plans, one of my friends is taking me, you don't have to drive me there." Her mother blinked at her. "Do I know her?"

"Yeah." she lied, something Peter pointed out automatically, but Mikku ignored it.

"Alright then, make sure you call me when you get there, OK?"

Mikku nodded, showing her cell phone to her as she ran outside and waited for her friend.