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Emmy: looks at all the sad faces. "C'mon guys. We can't be like this. It's Christmas! Where's your spirit?" Erik: doesn't notice Kaitlyn....
Emmy: "Well, I won't let him ruin my magic!" Pulls out a candy cane. Erik: sighs and leans up against the guard rail, stars at the tracks.
Emmy: wipes away tears. "Yeah, I just don't understand why anyone would hate Christmas." Erik: walks to the last car. Walks out the back and...
Emmy: "It's supposed to be fun. Don't you like Christmas?" Erik: stands up angrily. "No, I DON'T! And why should any of you?!" Walks the back...
Emmy: raises an eyebrow at Erik. "Yeah...." Erik: annoyed. "That's just IT. It's all KIDS. No adults anywhere. Isn't that a little suspicious to...
Emmy: laughs and takes another sip of cocoa. Erik: sighs and stares at his drink. "Something doesn't seem right about it, though."
Emmy: "Yeah, besides even if we were kidnapped, do you think they would be less nice?" Erik: shudders at the kidnapping thought.
What?
Conductor: attendants start to bring out cocoa for everyone. Emmy: "Woo hoo!" Takes a sip. "Hot! Hot!" Erik: blows on it.
Sorry guys, I have to go. I'll be back on later.
Conductor: "I understand that everyone's a but tired. That's perfectly acceptable. Who wants some hot chocolate to wake them up?" Emmy: "Oo Oo...
Conductor: claps loudly so everyone will pay attention and wake up.
Conductor: over the entire train. "Everyone must return back to their seats immediately!" Emmy: sighs and returns back to her seat. Erik: sits...
Erik: cringes and backs away. "You know what? Forget I ever said anything."
Emmy: laughs. Takes out another candy came and eats it.
Emmy: stops. "Nothing." Acts innocent. Erik: sighs. "Fine, but if we get in trouble, I'm blaming you."
Erik: looks around. "We shouldn't be here." Emmy: sneaks up behind Kaitlyn.
Emmy: walks to the back. Erik: goes to the front.
Emmy: "I'm NOT staying here by myself. Wait for me!" Runs after them. Erik: sighs. "Might as well." Follows them.
Emmy: laughs. "Want some?" Waves one at her. Erik: whispers to self. "It's going to be a long night."