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"Sorry to inturrupt you, Karan. But Breaking News it's just come in that a gas station has exploded down in Arlington Texas. No deaths reported so far but fifteen injuries have accrued. There has been no solid evidence yet, but polIce believe this is the work of the unidentified group PTX by the signature neon lines painted on the rubble."

***

Two hours earlier...

"That was absolutely hilarious. Hey, click on that one." Kevin said, pointing to another PTX conspiracy. Avi agreed with a smile and clicked on the video. So far, most people think PTX is a group of African Americans speaking out against police violence, which is simply not the case. Or a group of terrorists trying to take over Arlington.
Nope.

"God, this is too perfect." Kirstie commented with a laugh as the five watched the video. Avi, Kevin, and Kirstie sat on the ground against Kevin's bed, Avi in between them with the laptop on his lap.

Scott and Mitch sat on the bed, Scott's arm draped over Mitch's shoulder lazily as they laughed along with their best friends. Kirstie suddenly grunted.

"I just remembered I forgot to buy more snacks. Now I can't binge on Oreos and Pringles." She told, slumping her shoulders. "Should we just go buy some more then? The gas station is like, five minutes away." Suggested Avi.

"I'm having cramps I don't wanna walk." Kirstie said shamelessly. Kevin chuckled before speaking. "Yeah, I'm having cramps too. Why don't you go, Avi?" Kevin said sarcastically.

"No I'm having cramps, too. We're all synced up." He said, causing the four others to burst in laughter.

"Ill go, ill go. I need walk anyways, we've been sitting for like, two hours." Mitch said as he cracked his knuckles. "I'm assuming you're going too, Scott?"

Avi asked, Scott nodded once. "Obviously." He replied as Mitch hoped off the bed and grabbed his shoes from the end of the bed, Scott doing the same.

"Text me what y'all want, I won't remember if you just tell me." Mitch said, grabbing his phone from the dresser. Kirstie nodded and  immediately grabbed her rose gold (by Pentatonix) phone and began typing.

Scott and Mitch left the house hand-in-hand as they walked on the sidewalk on the way evening, smiling at how nice it was outside. "Y'know, I ever wonder if they'll find out who we are." Said Scott as he swung their arms 

Mitch chuckled. "They probably will. Good thing we'll never go to prison for it, though." Scott smiled. "Yeah, true."

You might be a little confused... let's  just say that Mitch's step-father is a very powerful person...very power. And let's also say that Mitch caught him sucking his assistants face off.

But of course, Mitch won't tell his mother...as long as him and his friends remain out of prison.

You might think that his father can't get him and four others away from jail time for freaking killings and bombings, but let's also say that Mitch's dear step father has an international drug cartel and he can basically control half of America.

and Mitch found out about that, too

Fun, right?

Mitch and Scott finally arrived at the gas station, Kirstie snack list on his phone. As they walked by the man behind the counter, it was obvious he noticed the two holding hands...and he didn't like it.

He remained silent as Mitch and Scott gathered Oreos, cereal, poptarts, Doritos, frazzles and ice cream. Once they dropped their items on the counter, the man scoffed.

"I'm sorry, but we don't sell to your kind here." The man sneered. Mitch and Scott remained unfazed.

"Our kind?" Mitch asked confusingly, but got it the second after.

"Seriously? You're playing that card?" Mitch said, the man shrugged. "We're paying your rent, Mr. Grinch. We'll literally be out in like, twenty seconds." He added.

"Then you better start walking." The man tried. Mitch looked at Scott who gave the man a death stare, but his mouth remained shut.

Mitch smirked to himself as he knew what that meant. "Of course. I'm sorry to bother you." Mitch said politely as he grabbed Scott's hand and turned to leave.

Only with plans to return...but with some more supplies.

***

"Suit up. We're going to the gas station, Mitch get the EHKD." Scott said, that was short for Evil Homophob Killing Device...aka a bomb.

Avi and Kevin stood up and went to Kevin's dresser with no hesitation. Kirstie groaned. "But I wanted snacks." She murmured. Scott gave her a smile.

"Oh, don't worry. We're not gonna leave the snacks behind." Kirstie smiled happily and went to her duffel bag.

***

The five friends, wearing all neon blue clothing and masks, stood outside of the gas station. "You guys know the drill. Kirstie, be quick to grab the snacks." Avi ordered, Kirstie nodded.

Avi pushed open the door, Kevin behind him along with Kirstie, Mitch, and Scott who held the surprisingly light, brick sized bomb. Avi immediately walked to the man, the same one from before, and walked being the counter.

"What the f-" Avi pushed the needle into the man's neck, which caused him to collapse on the ground, unconscious. Kirstie ran over to the food section.

"Yay! Snacks!" She cheered as she put whatever unhealthy think she could find in her bag. Scott and Kevin darted toward the gas pumps outside, knowing that everything was going smoothly....as it always did.

Mitch looked outside and waited for Scott's signal as Avi and Kirstie got the food.

Scott held up two fingers, which lead Mitch to yelling "Times up, let's go! Let's go!" Mitch yelled, Avi and Kirstie instantly ran toward the door and along with Mitch, sprinted outside to Scott and kevin.

Scott grabbed Mitch's hand,

Avi grabbed Kevin's hand,

Oh, and Kirstie grabbed the snacks.

And the five began sprinting back in the direction of the house. They ran and ran for about a minute and a half, running so fast that they were almost back in the house, when they heard a loud explosion which sent a vibration through the ground which they felt on their feet, although it wasn't powerful enough to knock them down.

They got inside the house and instantly began taking the neon clothes off and putting them in the dresser. They five spent minutes catching their breath and resting.

"God, that rocked. Every single times it gets more exciting." Kevin said as he breathed heavily. They all agreed with either nods or murmurs.

Avi grabbed his phone and clicked speeddial.

Esther picked up, "don't worry. I'm already there." She said as she spray painted their logo on the rubble which wasn't on fire...yet.

"Thanks, Essie." Avi breathed out before hanging up. "Well...turn on the T.V and let's wait and see how long they take this time." Kirstie said.

***

The five sat on the couch, Mitch on the far left although he was technically being hugged my Scott who sat next to him. Avi to his right, then Kirstie and Kevin.

Kirstie ate her sour cream and onion Pringles happily, finally satisfied, and Avi had an arm over her shoulders, also eating the chips.

Scott kissed the top of Mitch's head every few minutes, making Mitch smile and try to get closer to Scott, although it was impossible each time.

Kevin turned up the T.V. after they switched to the news channel.

"-although it's its been sunny all week, expect some storms throughout-"

But then Karen got interrupted.

"Sorry to inturrupt you, Karan. But Breaking News it's just come in that a gas station has exploded down in Arlington Texas. No deaths reported so far but fifteen injuries have accrued. There has been no solid evidence yet, but polIce believe this is the work of the unidentified group PTX by the signature neon lines painted on the rubble."

They smiled as they watched the police helplessly ask for any tips on who PTX is.

They actually liked the little nickname the popo gave them.

Psychopathic Teenager eXplosions.

Aka; PTX.

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