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vance wished he could move, wished he could escape, but couldnt. he couldnt bring himself to lift a finger against these men. all he could do was fall backwards onto the ground, passed out from the tranq.

All the men smiled and piled them both into the back of the truck, not too carefully either. They tied Vance's arms and legs with duck tape and Mia's with silver handcuffs and ankle cuffs that left burn marks on her skin. After they made sure both their "guests" were well tied up they piled back into the front of the van, leaving Mia and Vance in the back.

After a while Mia came to her senses, a migraine throbbing in her head. She tried to ask where they were but all that came out was a "mmpmhm" from the duck tape across her mouth. Instead she sat up, straining against the silver on her wrists and ankles, leaving more burns.

vance awoke but remained lying down, trying to think of a way out of this situation but not coming up with anything yet that wouldnt get them killed.

(back in a sec. got to log off of the school computer and then log on on mobile.)

(KK, I tots forgot that you have to go to school. Lol)

Mia looked over at Vance, trying to find out if he was awake or not. After a couple minutes of that she gave up, propping herself up against the side of the truck despite the many bumps that the van was rolling over.

Vance sat up as well and looked at her with a look that said 'sorry I got us captured.'

Mia shrugged, reading his look easily. Thinking of a good idea, she acted upon it. Carefully standing up, she shuffled over to Vance and squatted down in front of him, her hands level with his mouth. In one smooth motion, she ripped the duck tape off his mouth. Sitting down next to him, she indicated with a look that he should do the same with her.

Getting the idea, Vance did exactly as she had and got the duct tape off of her mouth, falling to the floor as the van hit another bump. "Ow." He mumbled. "I hope miles isn't worried about us. I hate seeing the little guy like that with his orange hair sticking up all over the place with tears in his eyes."

(You should tots send me a pic of miles if you can.)

Mia winced as the van hit the bump as well, the tape finally off of her mouth. "Don't worry, miles will find us. He's very smart." Mia said, trying to comfort Vance. "Oh and don't think just because we got kidnapped that you don't have to get me a new shirt.

"If and when we get free I will get you a new shirt." Vance said from the floor.

(I will as soon as I get some art for him or a picture of an exceed that looks close to him.)

Smiling, Mia struggled against her cuffs yet again. All she was doing was leaving burn marks on her skin, ones that wouldn't heal for a while. Finally giving up, she laid her head on Vance's shoulder. "If I tell you something do you promise not to laugh."

"I promise." Vance said. He never broke promises so he meant it.

"Ok." Taking a deep breath, she told him what was weighing on her mind. "When I broke my board I didn't really want a new one, I just wanted to hang with you. I couldn't have cared less about the board." She admitted, her cheeks growing pink.

Vances face turned a bright red. "R-really?" He asked. "I have to say, I did enjoy myself."

Mia nodded into his shoulder, the car hitting another bump. Biting her lip, she tried to keep from crying out in pain when her silver burns finally stung. "Are we therrrrrrreeee yet?" She yelled to the driver, smiling. Chances were that the drivers couldn't even hear them talking or yelling in the back.

Vance sat back against the wall. "So what do you think they plan to do to us?" He asked, not scared for himself but for her.

"How should I know?" She joked, moving with him. Mia kept her head on his shoulder, for comfort and because she secretly had feeling for him. "Do you think they'll tickle us to death?" Mia asked, laughing

Vance chuckled in an effort to settle his nerves. "Yeah, I'd like to see them do that. Maybe their whole idea was just to scare us and then set us free?" Vance knew that last part was a stretch, but he wasn't good with jokes in these situations.

"No way in hell if they went to all the trouble to follow us." She admitted, knowing he was just trying to lighten the mood. Pretty soon she fell asleep to the steady movement of the truck and the occasional bump, her head still lying on his shoulder.

Vance remained awake, but looked over at her when he felt her fall asleep. Seeing her peacefully sleeping, he smiled. "I pray that if they must harm someone, they harm me." He whispered, secretly having a bit of a crush on her.

Mia slept peacefully on Vance's shoulder, that was until the van made a sudden stop and threw Mia off Vance and toward the front of the Van. The shuffling of feet could be heard outside the van, crunching on gravel. A second later the door yanked open, the bright sunlight feeling like it was searing into Mia's brain.

"Get out." One of the men commanded, forming a semi-circle around the back of the truck. "And no funny business."