creeps through building, sneaks behind Erik while he isn't looking. Continues walking through the giant, mysterious place.
A wooden door in front of me catches my attention.. A small gilded sign hangs just to the right. Engraved upon its thin face is the word I've been searching for.
Storage
Grinning, I turn the handle and lean against the heavy door, pushing it open. A light streams through. No... not a light. Many lights. Many lights of many colors. More colors than I'd ever seen! What really is this place, I wonder.
Then I step inside.
Three minutes later, I cautiously emerge, scanning the hallway outside for anyone. I shut the door as quietly as possible, my face neutral but my heart pounding.
A dim shape that had not been there before bulges on my back.
Silently I creep through the dim building back the way I had come. Soon, I come to face another door, a lightweight metal door, hollow, with dark hickory paneling. Simple yet intriguing flourishes are etched in the metal. A small window is set in its top, but I don't have to look. I know that Peregrine and Eric are behind that door.
I open the door, instantly dropping to the ground. Strains of moving music reach my ears. I squeeze through, then shut the door with a quiet thump behind me. Neither of the two notice my entrance. Just like I had counted on, they were deep in the music they made, heart pouring into the beauty of the melody. I smirked. True musicians.
They appeared to be coming to a close. I rushed now, untying the bag on my back. My hands stumbled over each other in my haste, but I was able to extract the object... and load it. Excitement mixed with fear flowed through me.
Just then, Erik and Peri finished their song.
In my head, I counted down, tightly grasping the object with my right hand...
3... 2... 1...
I jumped up and screamed the first word that came into my head. "SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Then I pulled the trigger.
POP POP
POP POP POP POP POP POP POPOPOPOPOPOPOPOP
FWOOM!!!!!
My handheld marshmallow-canon —for that is what it is— sprayed the marshmallows so rapid-fire like I had never seen!
I brace myself, widening my stance and gritting my teeth. The kick on this thing was going to knock me over, I knew! But then, then I started laughing. The flying marshmallows zipped every which way, ricochetting throughout the small room. My hair blew in the breeze of them.
And then there was silence.
I'd run out. And it was a good thing too.
The entire room was covered in marshmallow. I stood in the center, holding the mini-cannon, hair speckled with white. Relaxing my stance, I gauged Erik and Pip's reactions.
Horror and shock. Yep, horror and shock.
But there was a glint in Erik's eye. A spec... of laughter.
