"I'm not touching you, Jack."
"Yes, you are! I don't like people touching me."
"I'm not touching you!"
"Yes, you are! Stop it!"
Chase groaned loudly. They'd been driving for only an hour and his head was already pounding. He stared out the passenger side window, trying to tune out the teenagers annoying argument. Wuya sat in the driver's seat, her hands gripping the wheel tightly in her hands. She was grinding her teeth together and making small growling sounds in her throat. Katnappe and Jack sat in the backseat, Katnappe on the driver's side, Jack on the right. Katnappe was currently pointing at Jack, exclaiming in a loud voice, "I'm not touching you!"
Jack narrowed his eyes, trying to think of a comeback. Then, he licked the palm of his hand and tried pushing it close to her face.
"Ew! Jack, that's disgusting!" Katnappe shrieked.
"What's wrong, Ashley? Scared of Jack Spicer's germs?" he taunted, still waving his hand in front of her face.
"Quit it, Jack!" she yelled again.
Suddenly, Chase turned around in his seat and screamed, "STOP IT RIGHT NOW, SPICER!"
Jack seemed to immediately shrink inside his black coat, his eyes wide with fear.
Chase leaned back into his seat, thankful for the silence. He reflected on how he had even gotten into this mess. The four of them had received four separate messages from an anonymous sender called the Wizard. They had been asked that the four of them come together to visit him. He explained that if they did, they would receive some of the rarest Shen Gong Wu in the world.
Even though he rarely showed it, Chase was a curious man. At first, he had dismissed the letter as some might call, SPAM. The other three had practically begged him to come with them to visit the Wizard, since the letter had specified that all of them must be present and alive.
"It's as if he doesn't trust us." Chase thought grimly.
To be fair, Chase hadn't really given the others much of a chance to really beg, considering that he had sicced his cats on them not a few seconds after each had barely gotten a few words out. However, the curiosity had gnawed at the back of his mind, eager to at least see what this "Wizard" had to offer.
So here they were, forced to be cramped together in one of those annoying "automobiles". Chase silently wished they had possessed the Golden Tiger Claws, so that they could meet this Wizard much quicker. Alas, the Xiaolin monks currently had that particular Shen Gong Wu at this time. They had tried to ask Jack if they could use one of his "genius" inventions for quick transportation, but most of them were either destroyed or needed more repairs. Luckily, Jack had access to one of his parent's cars, so they were forced to use that.
If there was one thing Chase hated more than anything else about this ridiculous mission was the fact that he had to wear mortal-like clothes to prevent people from getting suspicious and Chase was not a people-person. Before they had left, Chase made a reluctant effort to buy jeans, t-shirts, hoodies, socks, and shoes.
"How degrading." Chase thought bitterly to himself.
As night began to fall on the long stretch of road they traveled on, Chase began to drift asleep. He folded his arms, while leaning over onto the dashboard and closed his eyes, dwelling peacefully in the silence.
Wuya had been driving nonstop for hours now and had started to feel so dizzy, that she could barely focus on the road. She contemplated asking Chase to take over, but realized Chase had no clue how to drive a car. The only reason she knew the basics of driving a vehicle was by watching Jack, when he'd been forced to go out on various errands for his mother. She had gone with him on these boring escapades, since, while in her ghost form, she hadn't had very much to occupy herself with, so she'd tagged along.
Wuya slowly pulled the car to the side of the road. She got out, stretching her back out, hearing it let out a loud CRACK! Having been a ghost for so long, having to exercise, eat, and sleep, still seemed so foreign to her. Sometimes she wished that she could return to ghost form and not having to worry about these "aches and pains". She moved around the back of the car to the other side, knocking on Jack's window. Jack had fallen asleep after Chase had chewed him out, so when she knocked, he jolted awake, letting out a small girlish shriek, a look of panic on his face.
He looked around wildly, until his red eyes met her green ones. She gestured to the door handle, motioning for him to get out so as to not awaken the other two.
"What now, Wuya? Why'd you wake me up?" Jack whined once he'd climbed out of the car.
Wuya couldn't help, but roll her eyes at him. She sometimes wondered why he pronounced her name wrong. He pronounced it Wuy-uh, instead of Wuy-ah. She wasn't the only one to have noticed this, she knew, but it bothered her. She had never really tried to correct him because he probably wouldn't have listened anyways.
"I would like you to drive us to the nearest motel, Jack. Do you think you can handle that?" she asked.
"Why can't you do it?" he whined, again.
"For once, Jack, would you just do what I tell you? I'm really tired and I barely got any sleep last night. JUST. DO. IT. NOW." she demanded, trying to keep her voice low.
Jack sighed deeply, "FINEā¦"
Wuya leaned up against the sleeping Katnappe, falling asleep as soon as Jack closed her door. Jack himself moved into the driver's seat and turned on the ignition.
Jack tried his best to focus on the road, his eyes narrowed and his head down a bit. Then, he heard someone honking their horn at him. He looked around and on his right were Hannibal Bean and Tubbimura. Why those two were even in each other's company, Jack didn't know. However, it didn't take him long to figure out Hannibal was mooning them from the backseat, while Tubbimura was flipping them off. Jack opened the window and started screaming every curse word he knew.
Chase awoke with a start, hearing Jack's annoying voice. He noticed the other car, but, by force of habit, instantly blamed Jack.
"Spicer, what are you doing?" Chase asked, gripping onto Jack's ear pulling on it slightly.
Jack winced in pain, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment.
"Keep your eyes on the road, Spicer. Don't wake me up again." Chase warned as he let go of Jack's ear, slinking back into his seat.
Jack dared not argue with him. As the girls continued to sleep, Jack drove down the stretch of road, thankful Tubbimura and Hannibal had left.
An hour later, Jack pulled into a suitable motel.
