AlterEgoAndie

Oakton, New York, 1960. Bustling streets, busy people and productive businesses. It was a smaller city, but no less active. With everybody walking and driving around on the streets around the clock, Surly and Andie took refuge in a mailbox on the sidewalk this evening. Unfortunately, hiding away was easier said than done. Not just for their noticeably smaller statures, brightly colored fur or even fear of what the humans would do if they're found, but for... other reasons. *PPRROOOOMMPP!!* "Surly!" she exclaimed as she bursts out of the mail insert. "That's for almost blowin' our cover last time," he chuckled as he came up after her. The red squirrel made sure nobody was watching, before crawling out of the box and hiding behind it with her purple counterpart. "So Andie, where are we going anyways?" "I'm not going to ruin the surprise." She smirked as she looked out for their destination. He light-heartedly folded his arms and pouted. Luckily for them, it wouldn't be long before

Andie and Grayson were stuck together, trapped in an empty barrel by one of the street rats. It looked hopeless, as the two squirrels desperately looked for something they could use for a plan. Anything. "Andie, since it looks like this is the end, you were...always my princess," the gray squirrel lamented. Before she could brush off his comment, her eyes widened as she found something. "It's not over yet," the red squirrel rebuked, "I got an idea." She grabbed her discovery. To his confusion, she held out two rocks in front of him. "What are you going to do with those?" he asked. "Oh no, it's not what I'M gonna do," she smirked as she handed him the rocks, "it's what YOU'RE gonna do." "Uhh...I'm not following," he admitted. Andie rolled her eyes. "Rub the rocks together to create a fire," she explained, "then I'll introduce the gas necessary to turn them into a makeshift flamethrower." "Gas?" Grayson questioned, "But we don't have anything like that...do we?" Suddenly, he heard