#715774 added January 17, 2011 at 8:42am Restrictions: None
Jan 17 Squirrell
The battle was fierce. Balls were flying all over the place. Finally, even Simon was hit. It didn't hurt that much, but the red paintball stain would take weeks to come out of his fur. Simon ran up a tree stem and cackled, "Time out! Time out!"
At that moment, a yellow paintball hit him from below, coloring his neck and even the side of his face. He turned to scream at the attacker when he felt a sting on the back of his head. Argh! Another red one had got him on the back of his head.
Simon jumped off his tree, picked up his paintball gun, and went out for revenge. They would all look like a genetic experiment gone wrong by the end of the day, buy he didn't care any longer. This was fun after all.
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