"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!" went the explosion. "KAPOWVACa... ...BOOM,", went another with an accompaning blinding flash.

"Oh, my Goodness gracious," gasped cast member, cinde, her hands clutching her heart. "The war has started! I knew it would! That insane man."

"What the heck are you talking about, cast member, cinde?" asked cast member, greg slightly confused by cast member, cinde's last remark. "What war are you talking about? The terrorist war?" asked cast member, greg.

"Viva la revolution! No more $9.50 an hour for me," shouted cast member, cinde. She shouted loudly so that her sweet J.J. could hear her, even though J.J. could hear her fine, now that he was wearing his subatronic headset, safety goggles.

"What?" asked cast member, Greg. "$9.50 an hour!? I only make $8.75 an hour, and i have at least 2 years senority over you," he said. "Why are you making so much," wondered cast member, greg aloud.

"KAPOWIEEEE!!!" went the dangerous explosion only a few feet from our heroes.

"Well, i'm the longest lasting receptionist in Disneyland's history. I've been with the happiest people on earth for over 5 months. Good receptionists don't grow on trees, you know. Just ask my friend, J.J., right J.J.?" cinde asked J.J.

"What?" asked, J.J. "Did the war start yet?"

"BOOM!!!! KaPOWIEEEEeeeeEEE!!!! KER...Phooffffff..."

"No, J.J. At least, not the last i heard," said cast member, greg.

"Well, what's with all the explosions, and the fact you are covered in soot?" asked cast member, cinde wondering where she, and her beloved J.J., were, and where they were going. "And why are we running past these dangerous explosives. It doesn't make sense. Why?" cast member, cinde asked.

"Because," cast member, greg said, a little snidely, i might add, "Cutting behind the, Believe... There's Magic in the Skies, fireworks display is the fastest route to where we are going," he said.

"And where is that?" asked, Cinde.

"Why, the..." said Greg.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!," went the rockets. A gigantic hidden Mickey exploded in the sky.

Your pal,
Ed

P.S. Be sure not to miss chapter 15, Is J.J. Fit for his job?

P.S.S. Oh, i'm so nervous, i want to know now!