Zac and Tay came running up the stairs to find Brittany, hand on heart, and Isaac rolling on the ground laughing. "Ike, you scared the crap outta' me!" Brittany playfully scolded, feeling her face turn red as she heard Zac giggle under his breath. "Ike, what did you do this time?" Tay gave Ike a sly grin. "I'll tell you what he did, he had a Michael Myers mask on, and when I opened the font door, he jumped out of the bushes!!"
Brittany walked into the living room and flopped down on the couch. "Ike, since when did you have that mask?" Tay demanded, wishing he would have thought up something like that to use on his oh so innocent brothers. "I've had it for a while!" Ike replied mysteriously. "Well, who in the world is Michael Myers?!" Zac questioned. "You mean to tell me that you don't know who he is?!" Brittany's eyes widened in disbelief. "No, tell me!" Zac whined, bouncing on the couch. "He's that guy in the white mask who walks around on Halloween night and stalks babysitters, and when he gets ahold of them, he kills them!" Brittany explained, adding a knife-stabbing motion for emphasis on the word "kills". "Well, is it a good movie?" Zac asked curiously, running a hand through his golden mass of hair. "I love your hair, Zac, anyways, there is like eight or nine in a set, and you have to see the first one to understand the rest."Brittany said logically, shrugging. "Ohhhh scary..and thanks, I love my hair too!" Zac laughed, playfully fluffing out his hair like a model. "Yes, very scary, and you're welcome!" Brittany replied, grinning. "Well, I guess we should be going now, mom told me to come get Zac and Tay because we all have to talk about something very important." Ike stood up, with Taylor and Zac in tow. "See ya guys later!" Britany called out as they left her house. "Bye Britt!" Zac yelled back.
Brittany hopped down the stairs and flipped on her computer, clicking on the application that read "Netscape 4.0". She listened to the modem dial, and as it finished, she clicked on the tiny envelope in the bottom right hand corner, and began to e-mail all of her friends out of newfound boredom.
