Missile Kid had grabbed a bent spoon from her backpack and started immediatly scarfing down the Chile. I thought she looked like a wolf chowing down on it's food. After she was finished she wiped her face on her sleeve and climbed into the back of the van. Not having much room and since it was damn cold outside, I had to cuddle up rather close to her, not being awkward or anything but she made me feel like I was with my dog again. It took a couple of minutes to shut the back of the van, but then I was laying down drifting into sleep. I awoke to the roaring of an engine, it took me a couple minutes to realize that the van was moving, someone was hyjacking the van! I tried to wake up Missile but she was out cold, I was also tied up on the other side of the van and could barely move. I heard music from the front, and the laughing of full grown men. I saw a sharp blade sticking out of the Kid's pack and made a move with my foot, I caught it when the van made a jolt, I kicked my boot off and grabbed the knife with my toe. I'm so glad I took yoga when I was younger! I dropped the knife into my hand and manuvered the blade through the ropes
"Ouch" I thought when I pricked my finger. The ropes slipped off my hands and I silently crawled towards Missile Kid, she woke up when I crawled to her and was about to shout out something before I covered her mouth. The van stopped with a sudden jolt and I heard the clacking of boots come towards the back pushing her back I held the blade steady as I knew we were about to meet our captors.