Texas North and Texas South

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  • "So you did take it!" Houston snapped. "Alaska Renee Braginskaya-Jones, you bring that hat back!" he sounded like a disappointed parent.


    "Tata~" Alaska laughed, hanging up.

  • Ralph brightened up at the sound that his hat was taken by Alaska, he was happy for it, but at the same time it sounded like he wasn't going to get it back...

  • "Ok." Ralph said, nodding. He had a mix of a smile and a frown, he didn't really know whether he should be. He asked for two beers, paying for them both. Of course he was saving one for Houston when they were done. That was, if Ralph didn't drink them both first.

  • Ralph gave a nod and lead the way to the truck, he waited patiently to get inside it. Having the two beers with him.

  • "You're gonna have to sit in the back," Houston sighed, "I don't wanna get caught with alcohol in the front seat." He didn't want to make Ralph sit in the back, but he really didn't want to get falsely accused of drunk driving.

  • Ralph went into the back without a word, he didn't care for having to sit in the back with it. It was fine with him, even if he did want to sit in the front.

  • ~time skip~
    "Alaska open the door!" Houston screamed, pounding on the door. "Alaska!" he repeated.


    "I can't hear you!" Alaska snickered. She was leaning out a window on the second floor.

  • "By now I would have broken a window and got in or break down the door at least." Ralph admitted, hating having to stand outside.

  • Alaska sat on the windowsill swinging her legs. "My windows are bullet proof and all of my outside doors are reinforced to keep out bears," she explained in a mocking tone.


    Houston glowered up at her until a sudden realization hit him. "Malu knows where the spare key is!" he cheered. He pulled out his phone and started dialing furiously.

  • Ralph sighed and leaned against the house wall, waiting for Houston to get a hold of Malu. All he really wanted was his hat, why did it seem to have to be a adventure just to get something as simple as a hat back?

  • "Malu?" Houston sighed in relief when the Hawaiian answered. "Where does Alaska keep the spare key?" he asked.


    "Under the doormat," Malu answered. She really didn't want to know about the Alaskan's antics.


    "Okay Thanks Malu!" Houston smirked. He hung up and quickly retrieved the key.


    "Dammit," Alaska cursed. She climbed back inside the window and closed it.

  • Ralph smiled when he saw the spare key, glad that they had been told it. (Bleh... One liner blah!)

  • Ralph ran over to Alaska, really wanting his hat back. He tried to grab the hat off of Alaska's head.