Part IV, The Exorcists

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"Where are we?" Lavi asked casually, as he strolled down the wooded path. He frowned.
He always knew where he was.
Komui laughed, enjoying the rare moment that he know something that Bookman Jr. didn't.
"We're in Montana! Haven't you seen it on the American maps, Lavi-kun?"
He hadn't. But in lieu of admitting that, he turned to look at Allen, somehow able to keep up to the fast moving group.
"How are you doing back there, Bean Sprout?" Asked Lavi affectionately.
"LAVIIIIIIIIII!" Allen would have usually prepared a better responce, but he could barely breathe under the mounds of luggage piled over him.
Kanda sneered.
"What's wrong, Bean Sprout? Too heavy for you?"
"Like you could carry it, Kanda..."
Allen sighed. He was even too exhaused to keep up an argument.
Komui stopped abruptly, causing a domino effect that sent everyone toppling backwards, and left Allen buried under a pile of suitcases.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!"
"Oi! Get off of me Krorykins!!!!"
"Eliade..."
"................."
"Allen-kun! Are you still alive!?!?!"
"..............................................."
"Krorykins, you're smooshing my ribs..."
"What was that!?!!?" Kanda snapped at Komui, now the only one standing.
"The map says to turn here..." Komui puzzled, staring at the semlessly unmarked woods ahead.
"Oh well~! This way!" The older man set off to the left, skipping merrily into the forest.
He stopped, looking back with an irrepressible grin.
"Are you guys coming?"

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