-- Faders -- Part I -- DNA -- [PRP FOR BRANCH & VIXEN]

Summer rolled her eyes. "That would take FOREVER, Sam." She snapped.
Mitch grinned. Looks like it was back to violent Summer Gannz again.

"Well, what do you suggest, Ms. Know-It-All?" Sam snapped in reply, completely unphased by her sudden mood change.

Summer growled. "Shaddup Smarty Pants!"

Sam grinned.

Summer looked furious. There was a glimmer of humor in her eyes though.

"Make me, sucka!" He challenged, grinning.

Summer tackled him, snarling.
Mitch grinned. "There's the old Summer. I wonder what happened in that room. Sam and her are so weird." Mitch muttered to Holly, standing weirdly close to her.

Holly was very aware of how close he was standing, and nearly went cross-eyed. (because she's weird like that). Holly nodded, "They made up, or something. I guess."

Sam fought back, but not as hard as usual.

Mitch shrugged. "I'll ask Sam later." He said, grinning.

Holly grinned, "Good idea. What should we do for our, like, base-fort-thing? Any ideas?"

Mitch shook his head. Summer had Sam pinned. Again.

Sam grinned, fighting back.

Mitch rolled his eyes.

"Love-idiots." Holly grinned, "Do you like anybody?"

Mitch shrugged. "Maybe." He said, smiling to himself.

"Who?" Holly asked, grinning. "I won't tellllllll."

Mitch shook his head. "No way."

"Blah." Holly grinned. "I don't like anyone." Her voice sounded higher pitched.

Mitch raised his eyebrows. "Okay, then."

"I think I'm sick. My voice does that when I'm sick." Holly muttered.

Mitch didn't ask her anymore questions.

Holly watched Summer and Sam, laughing.

Summer flipped Sam off her and held him down.

Sam struggling, pinching her arm, grinning.

Summer recoiled and set Sam's shirt on fire.