Tawny's Big Adventure
Part 1-The Taking of Tawny
Tawny lifted her protest sign into the air and shouted a chant. She'd written several, all set to the tunes of popular music. All the better to have her people remember. And the public.
She shouted louder and the crowd responded. Perfect. Thank you, Ren. Thank you for finding the Saul Alinsky book and pointing me to the rhyming dictionary on the Web. Thank you Lewis and Twitty for your covert operations. Thank you Bean for tech support.
Kenny Landtear listened to the chanting and groaned. His dismay grew as three more media vans pulled up and disgorged reporters. He panned the limo's camera and saw five teens. One was a tall woman with long dark hair. She carried herself with a poise and elegance beyond her years. And she dressed that way. He looked at a short male with dark curly hair. He had the look of a intelligent troublemaker. The blond male standing next to him looked like an average kid. But there was another male, a short guy who looked like a child, but whose eyes radiated intelligence.
But the one who angered him was Tawny. Tawny Dean, the teenage super activist. She was lovely, intelligent and passionate. Not as elegant as the tall one, but she had a dangerous combination of passion and intelligence.
She must be stopped. Or I can't build a telemarketing call center on the land where an old church and playground are now. He picked up his cell phone and hit a key.
"Send the pussycat to catch the tawny bird." he said.
Several causally dressed men in dark sunglasses deployed. One drove a nondescript car while the others followed Tawny.
Tawny walked away from Ren and her companions in order to work the crowd. Just then the kidnapper's car pulled up. Hands reached out and grabbed Tawny.
Tawny screamed and tossed what looked like a miniature dreamcatcher into the air. The amulet soared up and landed in the pocket of Ren's blouse.
"Tawny!" shouted Lewis. He ran toward the car, mounting his bicycle on the way.
The car started to move. But the thick crowd allowed Lewis to close. He tossed a length of rope with a hook he kept for adventures. The hook caught on the car's bumper.
Ren saw the abduction. She quickly scanned the area and saw a reporter getting into a media van. She sprinted to the van.
"They're kidnapping Tawny!" she yelled. "Follow that car!"
"What a story!" cried the reporter. "Let's go."
Ren and Twitty leapt into the van as it took off in pursuit.
A henchman tossed some firecrackers into the crowd. They ran away and the car accelerated, tires squealing. The rope jerked, nearly throwing Lewis off his bike.
"No!" screamed Ren. "Lewis, no!"
The kidnapper's car turned right. Lewis smiled and veered left, gaining speed. At the correct time, he turned right. The result was a bike heading for the center of the car's trunk. The bike touched the bumper and Lewis leapt over the handlebars and onto the trunk deck.
Tawny saw this performance and shouted,
"Go, Lewis!"
"Boyfriend thinks he's a hero." sneered one of her captors.
Lewis clung to an antenna shaped like a wing. He fished in his backpack and brought out a sack of overripe fruit. It had been meant for Tawny hecklers. He crawled toward the sunroof.
The sunroof opened and a henchman appeared.
"Eat this, monkey-boy!" cried Lewis as he shoved an overripe banana into the man's mouth. Brown banana pulp cascaded down the man's chin. Lewis then rammed an overripe tomato square into his nose. Juice flew. Next he mashed a hot pepper across the bridge of his nose. Pulp, liquid and seeds flowed into his cheeks and eyes. He fell back into the car, moaning in pain.
"I'll get him.," said the other man.
Another head popped out of the sunroom.
"Barbecue!" shouted Lewis, ramming an overripe apple into the man's mouth. He followed with a moldy orange to the nose and jammed a hot pepper in both eyes. The man moaned and fell back into the car on top of the other henchman.
Lewis reached down inside the car to grab Tawny's hand. Then an overhanging tree branch caught a backpack strap and swept him away.
Ren leapt out of the media van and ran to Lewis. Twitty followed.
Lewis was on hands and knees, fists pounding the ground.
"Tawny, Tawny." he cried.
"Lewis, we need to go." said Ren.
"She's right." added Twitty.
Ren and Twitty gently helped Lewis to his feet. They told the police what had happened. Then Ren's parents picked them up and took them home.
Part 1-The Taking of Tawny
Tawny lifted her protest sign into the air and shouted a chant. She'd written several, all set to the tunes of popular music. All the better to have her people remember. And the public.
She shouted louder and the crowd responded. Perfect. Thank you, Ren. Thank you for finding the Saul Alinsky book and pointing me to the rhyming dictionary on the Web. Thank you Lewis and Twitty for your covert operations. Thank you Bean for tech support.
Kenny Landtear listened to the chanting and groaned. His dismay grew as three more media vans pulled up and disgorged reporters. He panned the limo's camera and saw five teens. One was a tall woman with long dark hair. She carried herself with a poise and elegance beyond her years. And she dressed that way. He looked at a short male with dark curly hair. He had the look of a intelligent troublemaker. The blond male standing next to him looked like an average kid. But there was another male, a short guy who looked like a child, but whose eyes radiated intelligence.
But the one who angered him was Tawny. Tawny Dean, the teenage super activist. She was lovely, intelligent and passionate. Not as elegant as the tall one, but she had a dangerous combination of passion and intelligence.
She must be stopped. Or I can't build a telemarketing call center on the land where an old church and playground are now. He picked up his cell phone and hit a key.
"Send the pussycat to catch the tawny bird." he said.
Several causally dressed men in dark sunglasses deployed. One drove a nondescript car while the others followed Tawny.
Tawny walked away from Ren and her companions in order to work the crowd. Just then the kidnapper's car pulled up. Hands reached out and grabbed Tawny.
Tawny screamed and tossed what looked like a miniature dreamcatcher into the air. The amulet soared up and landed in the pocket of Ren's blouse.
"Tawny!" shouted Lewis. He ran toward the car, mounting his bicycle on the way.
The car started to move. But the thick crowd allowed Lewis to close. He tossed a length of rope with a hook he kept for adventures. The hook caught on the car's bumper.
Ren saw the abduction. She quickly scanned the area and saw a reporter getting into a media van. She sprinted to the van.
"They're kidnapping Tawny!" she yelled. "Follow that car!"
"What a story!" cried the reporter. "Let's go."
Ren and Twitty leapt into the van as it took off in pursuit.
A henchman tossed some firecrackers into the crowd. They ran away and the car accelerated, tires squealing. The rope jerked, nearly throwing Lewis off his bike.
"No!" screamed Ren. "Lewis, no!"
The kidnapper's car turned right. Lewis smiled and veered left, gaining speed. At the correct time, he turned right. The result was a bike heading for the center of the car's trunk. The bike touched the bumper and Lewis leapt over the handlebars and onto the trunk deck.
Tawny saw this performance and shouted,
"Go, Lewis!"
"Boyfriend thinks he's a hero." sneered one of her captors.
Lewis clung to an antenna shaped like a wing. He fished in his backpack and brought out a sack of overripe fruit. It had been meant for Tawny hecklers. He crawled toward the sunroof.
The sunroof opened and a henchman appeared.
"Eat this, monkey-boy!" cried Lewis as he shoved an overripe banana into the man's mouth. Brown banana pulp cascaded down the man's chin. Lewis then rammed an overripe tomato square into his nose. Juice flew. Next he mashed a hot pepper across the bridge of his nose. Pulp, liquid and seeds flowed into his cheeks and eyes. He fell back into the car, moaning in pain.
"I'll get him.," said the other man.
Another head popped out of the sunroom.
"Barbecue!" shouted Lewis, ramming an overripe apple into the man's mouth. He followed with a moldy orange to the nose and jammed a hot pepper in both eyes. The man moaned and fell back into the car on top of the other henchman.
Lewis reached down inside the car to grab Tawny's hand. Then an overhanging tree branch caught a backpack strap and swept him away.
Ren leapt out of the media van and ran to Lewis. Twitty followed.
Lewis was on hands and knees, fists pounding the ground.
"Tawny, Tawny." he cried.
"Lewis, we need to go." said Ren.
"She's right." added Twitty.
Ren and Twitty gently helped Lewis to his feet. They told the police what had happened. Then Ren's parents picked them up and took them home.