The Graveyard

Harry sighed. "They might want pictures though...and we can't giv e them, or mom would go."

Mal frowned. "Photoshop?"

Harry shook his head. "She'd get worried if she couldn't. Broken cameras?"

Mari shook her head. "New ones are avalable..."

"Then how do we explian that you cna't send pictures? They'd be worried if they went, adn you weren't there, or they couldn't go." Harry siad thoughtfully.

Mari said, "I won't take a camera and Mom knows how much I hate pictures."

"...That works for you. Jamie and Lynda?" Harry asked.

Mal shook her head. "We're thinking too much into this, Har. I'm not even sure if it'll happen."

Harry shook his head. "Lynda and Jamie are part of this. Mom knows this. Anything we think of, so will they. when you go, we need to be ready for whatever happens, so they won't worry."

Mal nodded. "You're the smart one. I'm too close to this one, Har."

Harry sighed again. "Look at it this way. if they disappeared, adn you coulnd't contact them, and you didn't know where they were, what would you do? You need to stop our parents from geting too worried, before they go too far."

Mari frowned. "I dunno..."

"Well, they couldn't find you anyway. so, I guess it doesn't matter. but, it may be better if they worry less. punishment wise." Harry pointed out.

Mal frowned.

Harry kept silent. You can't push Mal into something, without her being more...aloof, then wanted. he'd wait.

Mal shook her head. "Harry, I have the feeling Mom won't care if we tell her the truth."

Harry shrugged. "All depends on how she's feeling. don't drop it on anyone when they're stressed."

Mal shrugged. "I know that feeling..."

Harry shrugged again. Hit her then and you'll have problems we can't fix."

Mal frowned. "Harry. I came to you for advice on how to time travel. Not have you plan out my fucking life."

Harry nodded. "Time travel is life. Moving forward and back...if you mess up somehow, things will change drastically. I just want you to know these things."

Mal stood up. "Goodbye, Harry. You knew what I wanted, and you pushed me untill I snapped." She was beyond pissed now. "I'm gone."

Harry sighed. "Time travel is Messy. You know the problems...but there are so many ways to go about it, and we can't tell how long you'll be gone, for us. I don't like leaving things to the point thast we don't know anything." He sighed again. "Teleport back then, Run fast enough, whatever. I don't know exactly how to get back, but you won't if you're not covered here."

But Mal had stomped away. She was in desparate need of her boyfriend and chocolate.

Jamie was looking for Mal.

He was running along when he noticed her in the Graveyard. He headed there immediately.

"Mal there you are, I was looking all over for you."