Sorry it's so short. I'm lame and I was kind of making it up as I went along. So yeah.


Cody's closed eyes kept twitching as he forced them shut and attempted to sleep on a hay stack that made him itchy, even through his long sleeved shirt. The car attatched in the dead center of the train he and his twin brother, Zack had snuck onto was noisy and smelled funny. The memories of the previous day kept coming back to him, so he covered his head with his arms as if it helped.

Zack sat opposite the car, watching Cody's efforts, in an uncomfortably mortified way. He wasn't planning on dragging Cody into his big plan to run away, but somehow that's how things ended up and he wasn't sure if he was obliged to have company or aghast to put his little brother through all the peril they would soon go through. He decided to calm down. It wasn't his fault that Cody followed him, besides Cody was the smart one. He would know how to keep their tracks hidden from their mother or father or anyone else going after them.

With all the excitement, Zack found it hopeless to try to sleep. "So, what are you going to do now?" he piped up, making Cody stir. He wanted to know if he was going to get ratted out or not.

Cody glared at his brother, "What do you think I'm going to do? Once this stupid train stops, I'm going to find my way back to Boston and then I'm going to..." he froze and looked out the gaping door with the scenery flying by quickly, "I don't know what I'm going to do after that."

A stupid idea popped in Zack head, "Why go back? Why don't you come with me?" in an instant, it looked like Cody considered it, but his brow furrowed again and he shook his head violently.

"Why should I let myself get dragged down with you? You know Mom is going to blow a vein in her head!"

Zack nodded. 'I thought of it more as a bonding... trip or something.' he thought. What was the use of saying it outloud when he knew that Cody would just call him a moron. His wanting to run away was renewed and he dozed off easier than Cody did.