National Treasure: We AreNational Treasure: We Are</i>National Treasure: We Are7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The shriek from upstairs would have been enough to pull Ben from his book if the younger mans sudden bolting out of the room hadnt done it. Riley had jumped off the couch and toward the door a good five seconds before Abigails yell had reached them. Sometimes, the computer genius had timing that amazed even him.
What did you do this time? Ben yelled after his friend, but the only response he got was the slamming of his own front door.
It didnt matter because Abby, dressed in a loose t-shirt, shorts, and still dripping wet, slid into the room right then. Her hair was the approximately the same shade of green as wet kelp. Ben could only assume it would still look like kelp when it dried.
Where did he go?
He pointed to the front door, half-debating using his book as a shield from his obviously enraged wife. She ran, still sliding on the wood-floors, and he heard th