Kaji went over to Lance and Emile and inspected the two. She inhaled deeply and her eyes locked on Lance "How could you?!" The girl said dragging him out.
In the background you could see Kaji hitting Lance over the head with the Silver Plater a few times. "You pri.ck! We made that TOGETHER! I THOUGHT WE WERE GOING TO SHARE! SHARING IS CARING!!!!!!!"
Trying to ignore Kaji and Lance, Veronica replied to Edward "What to you mean, denied!? What do we do now? Run for the rest of our lives!?" She started panicking a little bit.
"No, no!" Edward tried calming her. "...we're just going to break through their security and force them to hear us." he said, folding his arms.
"Stop! Stop! Please! It wasn't me, I swear! It was all Emile! He ate the whole thing! YOU KNOW HOW BIG HIS APPETITE IS!" Lance lied, trying to get away from Kaji.
"Oh yeah. We can go into the place, get charged for numerous accounts of assault, murder, conspiracy to commit murder, manslaughter and plenty of other fun things. Mhm. Yeah. I'd rather run and go to a hot place."
"If you know what he means." Phil winked, walking out of the kitchen with a slap of the most perfect cake ever made.
"We should at least try-" Suddenly Veronica's phone started ringing. "Huh?" She picked up "Hello?.... Mum?" She spoke with a sudden British accent. "I'm at a freind's house mum... No, don't worry. I'll be back in a couple of days.......I have no time to quarrel with you, bye bye" She hung up. Most of them were looking at her "What?" She asked, looking down a bit embarrassed. "Well!" She bolted up, trying to break the awkward silence "Let's get going already."
"Got it." Lance said, popping up from behind the couch. "Oh, by the way..." Lance quickly got up and ran around the couch, snatching Veronica's phone on the way and jogging over to the hall. "We can't have phones until we're proven innocent. They trace our calls, they find our location, and who ever is calling us? Will be put in grave danger..." he said, throwing the phone to the ground and smashing his foot on it, crumbling it up into pieces. "Okay! Let's gooo!" Lance sung like a little kid, turning around and running down the hallway.
"To the*Councillors, to try and prove ourselves innocent." They reached the van, and Veronica took her favorite place, by the drivers seat. "C'mon, hurry up a little bit people!"*