SwaggySally dived behind cover as debris showered around her, narrowly missing her squadmate by centimetres.
The enemy had dug in deep, preventing their access to the supplies in the ammo pool which they had worked so hard to claim.
Amidst the sound of explosions, the man beside her called for attention. "Sally, we're low on water, we need to resupply!"
She turned to him, bewildered by his clear lack of understanding.
"Use the bombs!" he demanded, getting up from behind cover only to be hit, dropping his weapon and screaming in pain.
Sally's own weapon was out of ammo, she knew he was right. If she didn't get to the ammo pool now, the battle would be over. Pulling a bomb out of her pocket as she grabbed her team mate's pump action, Sally stood up and threw it as far as she could.
It splattered against two opponents, knocking them to the ground. Sally lept over the fence, firing her weapon and pumping it with each shot. One was hit, then another, and several more as she ran from one end of the yard to the next.
It was going well as she reached the pool, but what little hope was lost as Sally stepped into what seemed to be unexpected environmental circumstances. As she slipped, she made a desperate reach for her goal, forcing herself to fall into the depths of the water. Her super soaker refilled, she was able to resurface and deal the winning blow to the final enemy. Her birthday water fight had ended in victory.
