They walked up to the house. The old grey porch creaked. They opened the door. A faint light cast shadows on the stone walls. It smelled of dirt and mothballs. hoặc maybe dirty mothballs.
"Ow!" Yelled Skipper.
Kowalski glanced over Skipper. He had stepped on a board that flipped up and hit him in the face.
"Ssshh." đã đưa ý kiến Kowalski.
"Ow." Wispered Skipper.
They heard footsteps. They ran out the door and back to the base.
"How about we Just knock." Suggested Privete, "or email him."
***
Bang,bang,bang. The door didn't open. Bang,bang,bang. Still .didn't.
"Rico, rope." ordered Skipper.
"Here Skipper." đã đưa ý kiến Rico handing him a rope.
"Perfect."
Skipper made a lasso and lassoed the weathervane.
"Skippah," đã đưa ý kiến Privete "couldn't we try something a little less… well, dangerous."
"Sure Privete. Got any ideas?" đã đưa ý kiến Skipper.
The door creaked open. A peice of papper blew in front of Skippers face. It said: TO BE CONTIUED. XD
"Ow!" Yelled Skipper.
Kowalski glanced over Skipper. He had stepped on a board that flipped up and hit him in the face.
"Ssshh." đã đưa ý kiến Kowalski.
"Ow." Wispered Skipper.
They heard footsteps. They ran out the door and back to the base.
"How about we Just knock." Suggested Privete, "or email him."
***
Bang,bang,bang. The door didn't open. Bang,bang,bang. Still .didn't.
"Rico, rope." ordered Skipper.
"Here Skipper." đã đưa ý kiến Rico handing him a rope.
"Perfect."
Skipper made a lasso and lassoed the weathervane.
"Skippah," đã đưa ý kiến Privete "couldn't we try something a little less… well, dangerous."
"Sure Privete. Got any ideas?" đã đưa ý kiến Skipper.
The door creaked open. A peice of papper blew in front of Skippers face. It said: TO BE CONTIUED. XD
I am stuck with the other những người đang yêu
Trying to hold on
Feel like PoM is never coming back
Will someone lift me up?
And I ask myself
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And tình yêu another fandom
And I tell myself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
bạn are stuck with the other những người đang yêu
Trying to hold on
Feel pressured bởi the rumors
Will someone relive you?
ASK yourself....
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And tình yêu another fandom
bạn need to tel yourself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
Your life stays low as people give up around bạn
bạn ask around if PoM is still alive, the answer stays the same
bạn wonder what PoM's future is, and wonder
bạn feel determination in your blood and keep PoM in your heart
No, No, no
Don't want to be
No, No, No
But A fanguin
bạn are stuck with the other những người đang yêu
Trying to hold on
Feel like PoM is never coming back
Will someone lift me up?
And I ask myself
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And tình yêu another fandom
And I tell myself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
bạn are stuck with the other những người đang yêu
Trying to hold on
Feel pressured bởi the rumors
Will someone relive you?
ASK yourself....
What do I love?
Do I want to give up on PoM
And tình yêu another fandom
bạn need to tel yourself
No, No, No
Don't want to be
Anything
But a fanguin
Your life stays low as people give up around bạn
bạn ask around if PoM is still alive, the answer stays the same
bạn wonder what PoM's future is, and wonder
bạn feel determination in your blood and keep PoM in your heart
No, No, no
Don't want to be
No, No, No
But A fanguin
bạn are stuck with the other những người đang yêu
