Coldplay

bah baaaaaah!


dah dah dah dah dahhhh *xylophone*

"Chris, uh, I'm not so sure about this!" Jonny said in his tiny, nasally voice.

"Oh, come on, Jonny, it's not so bad," Chris replied in his squeaky voice.

"But what if I fall?" Jonny worried. He nervously fidgeted with his fingers, and Chris stumbled over and put his hand on Jonny's shoulder.

"It's OK, Jonny, would I ever let anything bad happen to you?"

"I guess not." Chris smiled, then turned to Will and Guy.

"OK, guys, let's do this!" Will and Guy nodded, then Guy climbed up on Will's back. They wobbled a bit, but the counter next to them kept them from tumbling. Then Chris climbed on top of Guy, and patiently waited for Jonny.

But Jonny was still frightened. He just stood in front of Will, looking up at where Chris was. It was a long way up, and consequently a long way down. The already established baby tower didn't look stable as it was, and surely adding him to the mix would only make things worse. And he didn't want it to be his fault if any of them got hurt.

"Come on, Jonny, we don't have all day!" Will cried. "My shoulders are starting to hurt."

"Jonny, it's OK!!" Chris shouted from all the way up. "There's nothing to be afraid of!"

Jonny looked up at Chris and sighed. Then he said to himself, "Come on, Buckland, don't be such a baby... oh, wait... Come on, Buckland, don't be such a scardey-cat. Be brave, like Chris. He's not afraid of anything!" He looked back at Chris again and shouted, "OK, I'm coming!!"

He clambered over Will and Guy and nearly fell as he climbed on top of Chris. The stack of babies was really wobbling, so Jonny reached onto the counter as quickly as he could. He grabbed the precious jar and started to climb down, but as he reached Guy, the babies all tumbled to the ground.

The jar laid in between Chris and Jonny, and as Jonny tried to sit up, he started to cry.

"I'm sorry, guys!! I told you I didn't want to do it!"

"It's OK, Jonny," Chris said, walking over and hugging Jonny. "You did good. Look, we got it!" Chris went to reach for the jar, but another hand grabbed it before he could.

"Ah ha!" a voice said. Chris looked up to find the hand's owner.

"Phil!" he gasped. "Go away!"

"I don't think so," Phil sneered. He picked up the jar and opened the lid. It was almost completely filled with cookies. He took one out and munched on it. As he talked, he spit cookie crumbs at Chris. "Looks like you dumb babies are good for something after all!"

"Phil, why are you so mean?" Chris cried.

"Because, it's much funner this way," Phil laughed. He walked away, still holding the jar that the babies had worked so hard to retrieve.

"Man, that Phil is a jerk," Guy said. The other three babies all nodded their heads and agreed.

"So, what are we gonna do now?" Will asked.

"I know!" Chris exclaimed. "Let's go play Reptar!!"

The babies are squealed with delight, and ran off to their playpen.