Sloan: Are you guys READY for our roadtrip to Seattle????
Julia, Mikyn, Emily: YEAH! *cheers*
*two hours later*
Sloan: Shew! This snow is making things...difficult...
Julia: Is the car sliding? It feels like it's sliding!!!!*rendered paralyzed with fear*
Sloan: Son of a--seriously? Idaho? You're closing the road here? I just drove through the storm!
Mikyn: *groggily* Ugh, why are we stopped?
Sloan: They closed the highway. The weather is already clearing up!! And it doesn't even need to be plowed, really!
Julia: *jittery* WE SHOULD JUST WAIT.*sweating* It'll open soon, the weather's already better!! *bites nails* Just, don't move the car at all. And we'll be fine.*whimpers*
Sloan: Uh...okay, calm down baby. It'll be okay. We'll wait.
*3 hours later*
Sloan: Wow, I guess they're really keeping this highway closed. They're making us all turn around....to drive back through the storm that just passed....through....We'll have to go back down to Utah and go up through Pocatello.
Julia: HOW BOUT WE JUST STOP HERE AND SLEEP. HEHE. *in fetal position* WAIT FOR THE SNOW TO MELT. OR SOMETHING. HEEEEEE! EVERYONE CALM DOWN!! *passes out*
*four hours later* *it's two am*
Sloan: *hands ice scraper to Julia* We need to start scraping off the inside of the windows. I can't see anything.
Julia: *bloodshot eyes* Yeah, baby, okay, yeah. *scrapes window, gets ice all over herself* I didn't even know this was possible. To get ice all over the inside of the car. *eye twitch* Here, Mikyn. Do your window.
Julia: I THINK WE ARE SLIDING, SLOAN, BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT IT FEELS LIKE
Sloan: *concentration face* Don't worry, baby, this is the only way to get down from the mountain pass. It's a...controlled slide.
Julia: *clutches dashboard* YOU'RE GOING 60 MPH.*heavy breathing*
Sloan: *car slides sideways* Hey! I kind of feel like a cowboy right now!
Sloan: All right! It took twenty four hours of me driving on 900 miles of packed snow at 45 mph, but we GOT TO SEATTLE! That wasn't so bad.
Mikyn: *wakes up* Gah, seriously, Sloan. That took forever. Geez. Ooh! McDonald's!
Julia: *in emotional coma*