Read in Whispered Tones

"Woops!"
"Shhhh! He's gonna hear us!"
"It wasn't me! It was Julie!"
"Sorry. Hey, don't put tape on his paint. Only on the glass and plastic."
"Hhh! I hear someone coming!"
"Quick! Hide!"

**Scuffle, scuffle...**

~A Few Minutes Later~

"Hehe... false alarm."
"Thanks, Katie for sending me into cardiac arrest!"
"Hey, I really thought I heard something, alright, Scott?"
"Are all the stakes in?"
"Yeah... uhh... Danel? I can't really see who you are."
"Ang, it's Mal."
"Oh! Right..." *giggle*
"Guys! Let's get gone!"
"Okay, but who's gonna stay to doorbell ditch 'im?"
"Uhhh, how 'bout Katie and Ang. Wait 'til we're in the cars though, then run out to the road."
"Okay!"

*Scuffling over gravel*

"Wow, we're really quiet, aren't we?"
"Yeah, about as guiet as a flock of seagulls."

*Loud laughter from 15 single adults.*

"Okay, let's go."

*Katie and Ang doorbell ditch Bishop, and start sprinting out to the cars. I open the door and move over to make room for Ang in the back of one of the cars. Katie has to climb over Rachel to get into the backseat of Scott's jeep. No one comes to the door, so Scott blares his horn a couple times and peels out. One other car follows him. Two of us sit in the road with our headlights off to see if he answers. Bishop appears in the doorway, framed by the porchlight, and looks around to find that a mysterious FHE group from the 28th ward has heartattacked his front lawn and truck.*

"Ha! That was awesome! Man, Ang, that was such a good idea!"
"Yeah, well, ya know. I try."

*A few days later five of us from Relief Society 'B' climb into Bishop's car to head off to the cannery in Idaho Falls. Four of us were involved in the attack. We see, piled up in the corner of his dashboard, about fifty pieces of construction paper cut in all different shapes and with all sorts of heart-felt messages scrawled across them.*

"Gee, Bishop... that looks like it was fun. Who did that?"
"Oh I'm not sure. You wouldn't happen to know anything about it would you?"
"What?! What?! Us?! Why would we know anything about anything?"
(Rachel point at one she did.) "I like that one. It's my favorite. Whoever did that sure was creative!"
"Tell us what happened, Bishop."

*Bishop relates his side of the story*

"Wow. They sound like a great group of people. You should have them over for soup and scones more often!"

The best FHE activity yet! Good job, Ang!