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// What the hay is going on?! 
// Story: This is For Real 
// by Electron15 
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A door creaked open, Himni had entered his house.  Keys rattled back into his pocket.  He called out.

“Anybody home?”

He listened for a moment, but there was no answer.  

“Omner!” he called out to his younger brother.  Silence… more silence.

This is weird, he thought, I wonder where they all are.

He walked over to the kitchen, grabbed one of the water canteens from the fridge, and quenched the thirst he developed over the last ¾ mile.  He reheated some of the leftover pizza from the previous night, shredded some Romano cheese, and ate quietly as he switched on the news. 

He remembered his mom usually told him to get the mail when he got home.  He got up sluggishly and exited through the front door.  He stood halfway between the mailbox and the front door; staring into space… he didn’t hear the thud that reverberated in the house.  He picked up the mail, whistled a happy little nursery song, and reentered the house.  He stopped… scrunched his nose, and winced his eyes.  And then… he sneezed.

Stupid allergies, he thought rubbing his nose.

About 4 minutes passed, he kept wondering where his family was.  It wasn’t Thursday, so Omner wasn’t at drum-line.  And his parents were usually here, and only occasionally were out.  

His thought process was interrupted by the sound of a drum cymbal.  He fell out of his seat, startled as anything.  It was almost as if he were expecting The Sound of The Drums to start playing.  They didn’t.  Thank goodness, but that didn’t answer what caused the clang.  It was in the basement, and basements and attics scared the crud out of him.

Himni got a hold of himself, and with that he started walking down the steps to the music room.  He caught some whispering as he moved slowly towards the door of the room.  His hand shakily gripped the knob, and with all the courage he could muster (which wasn’t that much), made the door fly open.

“AAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEKK!!!!!!!!” screamed multiple voices.

“What the fudge!!??” Himni yelled as he fell back.

He got up as fast as he could.  There on the tile floor sat 6 girls with brightly colored hair and one boy with… green hair?
“How the heck did you get in my house!?”

A/N:  Hello, electron15 here. Well, I should say “Thank You” to Cecily Rose Midnight for the compliments and review.  It got me back on my feet, and I am typing again.  Imperial, Missouri, I used to live there.  4 days ago to be exact, but I have moved to Pennsylvania.  Everything in the story geographical-wise is by memory.
You got to look forward to, even my second fanfiction which I have yet to name. 
Till next time.  Onwards and upwards!