Friends- Chapter three

Chapter  3:
Thinacy plays with dynamite


Thinacy quickly rolled over in thin air, and not a moment too soon.  A helicopter had been zooming straight a her!
"Not good, not GOOD," she gasped.  "It's those helicopters again!"
Kimcy frantically turned to Chyta.
"This is all your fault, Chyta, with your stupid 'get us out of here' spell!"  She yelled hastily in her anger.
"You ASKED for it, Kimcy!"  Chyta responded hotly, glaring at her.
"We can't fight," Said Thinacy desperately.  "We mustn't, not now!"
They paused, considering the dangers that they were already in.
Why add to this confusion? Kimcy thought.
Oh, how did I let myself get into this? Thought Chyta.
"All right," They called together, over the frightful whirring noise that the helicopters made.
"I have a plan," said Kimcy, "But we all have to do it together or it won't work!  Now, this is my plan..."
She whispered something in their ears, but Thinacy didn't hear properly.  When Kimcy finished, they both nodded.

Kimcy's plan was this:
They would tease the helicopters to the center of the sky, and at the last moment, they would fly out from in between the helicopters when their guns were about to fire, and, by the time they noticed, it would be too late.  The helicopters would destroy themselves!
It was an excellent plan, but Thinacy only knew that she was supposed to trick them to the center, and not even that they were not supposed to hurt them, and only let them hurt themselves!   And this was the plan's undoing.                                                                                                                                              

Each took charge of one helicopter and distracted it, lulling them to the center of the sky.
"Nyah, nyah, nah nah, nyah," sung Chyta, flying lazily in front of her helicopter, towards the center.
To trick hers, Kimcy was making silly faces.
For hers, Thinacy was... hacking with an axe?!
"Thinacy, didn't I tell you that we weren't supposed to do that?"  Kimcy shrieked in Thinacy's direction.
"Oh.  Sorry."  Thinacy dropped the axe.
The helicopters had, by now, all been directed into the center of the sky.  Thinacy, naturally, panicked.  She thought Kimcy and Chyta were about to get killed!  Just as the helicopter's guns were trained on Kimcy and Chyta, she pulled something out of her leather sack...
"Ready?"  Said Kimcy, smirking.  Chyta nodded.   "G-"  But she got no farther.
BAM!!!
There was a cloud of smoke, and pieces of green helicopter steel went flying down to the island, bouncing off the barrier.
"Thinacy?"  Kimcy asked, her voice dangerously calm.  "Just what are you doing?"
Chyta stared at Thinacy, dumbfounded, stunned into silence.
"Blowing up helicopters," answered Thinacy casually.
BAM!!!
Another cloud of smoke, more helicopter fragments.                                                                                Kimcy took a closer look.  She saw the word DYNAMITE on a burning stick as Thinacy threw it.
BAM!!!
"THINACY!!!"  Screeched Kimcy furiously, among more smoke and pieces of green helicopter.
Chyta couldn't help laughing.  She rolled over with mirth.
"What?"  Thinacy didn't get it.
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