Cindy sat in her room as she was done packing and was now wondering what to do with her free time.
"Hey, Cindy, you got any toilet paper?" Penn asked.
"No, but I have a copy of Twilight," Cindy replied. "Wait a minute, why do you need toilet paper?" she then asked.
"Because I just ate your mom's cabbage casserole." Penn said before crossing his legs.
"Oh, my gosh, take the whole book!" Cindy handed him her book on Twilight.
"Thanks, Cindy, you're a pal." Penn replied.
"Yeah, don't remind me..." Cindy pouted to herself.
Penn shut the bathroom door and finally relieved himself.
"Hopefully that keeps him busy a while..." Cindy mumbled.
The next day, Cindy woke up and was getting ready for the trip. "Mexico, here I come." She said to herself.
Penn held his stomach as he came toward her.
"Oh... Hi..." Cindy looked up to him. "This is kinda awkward."
"Man, I don't feel so good." Penn frowned.
"Oh, Penn, you're sick," Cindy frowned. "You should stay here and get some rest."
"No, no, I have to go to Mexico with you guys." Penn replied.
"Are you sure?" Cindy asked.
"I'll be fine... As long as I take this..." Penn took out a pink bottle of Pepto Bismal.
"Bubblegum flavored medicine?" Cindy asked.
"Yeah, sure," Penn shrugged before he looked uncomfortable. "Oh, excuse me for a minute." he then headed back to the bathroom.
Cindy then grabbed her bags and ran outside and tapped her foot as she waited for her ride. "Come on, come on!"
"Sweet mother of mayhem!" Penn cried out.
"Come on, come on..." Cindy continued.
Penn sluggishly came out of the bathroom and then sighed in relief. "Good news, I'll be good for 72 hours, bad news, you're out of air freshener."
"Oh, Penn, that's disgusting!" Cindy groaned.
"I can't help it." Penn shrugged.
"Ugh... Why do I put up with you?" Cindy shuddered.
Penn picked up Cindy and nuzzled her face against his. "'Cuz you're my little monkey~"
Cindy felt his face and looked to him. "Are you growing a beard?"
"Maybe, why?" Penn asked.
"Beards are gross..." Cindy grimaced.
"WHAT?!" Penn snapped.
"I just don't like beards," Cindy shrugged. "They're gross."
Penn then dropped her with a firm pout. "Yeah, well, who asked you?"
"You did...?" Cindy replied weakly.
"Well, I don't like your hair," Penn retorted. "I can shave it off just like that time with Helen before."
"Heather." Cindy corrected.
"Whatever." Penn rolled his eyes.
"You wouldn't dare!" Cindy then grabbed her hair nervously. "You can't shave a little girl's hair off! That's gotta be illegal..."
"Well, you said that beards are gross." Penn argued.
"I was just standing for my opinion." Cindy defended.
"Next time I ask you something, just don't answer." Penn scoffed.
"Stubborn, much?" Cindy scoffed.
"Don't you smart mouth me," Penn glared before his stomach grumbled. "Not again."
"Bye~" Cindy smirked.
"Aw, jeez..." Penn ran off into the bathroom again.
The Mystery Machine then pulled up in front of Cindy's house.
"Hey, Cindy." Brianna greeted.
"Hey, Bri." Cindy replied.
"Come on in." Brianna smiled.
Cindy smiled back and put her bags in place and then took a seat. "Okay, let's go."
"Wasn't there someone else with you?" Fred asked.
"No." Cindy lied.
"Are you sure?" Daphne asked.
"Yeah." Cindy said.
Penn panted as he came out of the house, then looked around and saw the van about to leave.
"Isn't that your uncle?" Velma asked.
Cindy groaned and face-palmed. "Yeah, but he's going somewhere else."
Penn knocked on the window. Fred rolled his window down.
"Hey, Frank, let me in." Penn told him.
"Fred." Fred corrected.
"Whatever." Penn ignored.
"Please don't let him in, please don't." Cindy begged.
Penn came into the back and sat with Cindy. "Hey, Cindy."
"Hi, Uncle Penn." Cindy said through her teeth.
"Thought you could escape from me, huh?" Penn asked.
"I wish I could." Cindy sighed.
"Aww..." Penn roughly patted her on the head.
"I hope you guys don't mind, but my pen pal invited me to come to Mexico anyway." Fred smiled in excitement.
"Fred has a pen pal?" Cindy asked in surprise.
"Uh-huh." Brianna replied.
"That's cool, what's his name?" Cindy asked.
"Alejo Otero." Fred told her.
"That's cool." Cindy said.
The Mystery Machine then drove off so they could start their whole new adventure.
"This will be the best vacation." Cindy said.
It was going to be a long drive, especially since Penn had to go to the bathroom every hour, but it would soon all be worth it. After picking everyone else up, they reached the Mexican border and were on their way. There was then a skunk in the middle of the road.
"Freddy, watch out!" Brianna cried out.
Fred stopped the van and everyone ran out as the skunk scratched itself like a dog and gave out its disgusting smell.
"Aw, man, it's so gross." Daisy Belle groaned.
"A lot more than Lightning's cologne." Chicken agreed.
"Ugh, it smells worse than Courtney's so-called perfume." Ellody winced.
"I think it's so cute." Katrina smiled.
"Oh, Katrina, don't!" Chicken cried out.
Katrina picked up the skunk and cuddled him like a baby.
"Oh, man, it's all over, she's gonna get sprayed." Chicken worried.
The skunk trilled and smiled up to Katrina.
"You're so adorable." Katrina cooed to the skunk.
"Say, look at that," Jade noticed. "Kat didn't get sprayed after all."
"Skunks usually only spray when they're scared," Cindy said. "My cousin Rita has a pet skunk and they took the stink out so she could keep it."
Katrina smiled as she walked over with the skunk. "Oh, Chicken, can I keep him, please?"
"Uh... Sure, Katrina," Chicken shrugged. "What're you gonna call it?"
"I think I'm gonna call him 'Stripes'." Katrina smiled.
"That's a nice name, Katrina," Mike smiled. "Ya know, he kinda reminds me of Fifi le Fume from Acme Acres I've heard about. There's this school called Acme Looniversity and these kids learn how to become the next Looney Tunes, like Babs and Buster Bunny, Plucky Duck, Hampton J. Pig..."
Stripes seemed to blush at the mention of Fifi.
"She sounds like a pretty skunk, Mike." Katrina smirked.
"We should use Stripes on Sarah when we get back," Scott suggested. "Wouldn't that be funny?"
The others laughed at that. Katrina hugged Stripes as they got back into the Mystery Machine to continue their travel.
"Oh, man... Hey, Frankie, pull over," Penn groaned. "I gotta go again."
"You just went fifteen minutes ago." Fred reminded him.
"I know, but I need to go..." Penn begged.
"Whatever, just go." Cindy said as the van stopped.
"At this rate, we'll never get to Mexico in time." Fred sighed.
"Why can't we just leave him here?" Daisy Belle asked.
"Yeah, let's do that." Cindy smiled.
"What caused this to happen?" Ellody asked about Penn using the bathroom all the time.
"He ate my mother's cabbage casserole." Cindy explained.
"Eww..." the others grimaced.
"Go, go, go!" Cindy told Fred.
"Isn't he your uncle?" Fred asked.
"Not really..." Cindy deadpanned.
"Why does he always call you his niece?" Daphne asked.
"I'm his honorary niece." Cindy explained.
"Oh..." the others then said.
Penn came back into the van with a relaxed smile.
"Dang it, you should've drove when ya had the chance, Fred," Cindy groaned. "What's that awful smell?" she then asked.
"Sorry, I had nothing to wipe with." Penn said.
"TMI!" Cindy groaned.
"Why couldn't you have stayed home?" Mike asked.
"Why couldn't you have stayed at home, Mitch?" Penn retorted.
"Mike." Mike narrowed her eyes.
"That's what I said, Matt." Penn replied.
"I feel really bad for Cindy." Mike commented.
Cindy went back to sleep as they were still driving.
A while later, they came to a place called Customs and Immigration.
"Where are we now?" Jade asked.
"This is a place called Customs and Immigration," Ellody explained. "Since we're leaving the country, we'll need our passports."
"Before we go, I need to get on my human disguise." Chicken said as he took out a special necklace and was now a human which consisted of white hair with red streaks, a white long-sleeved shirt, orange pants, and orange tennis shoes. "That's better." He then smiled to himself.
"We don't want a repeat of when you car pooled with Fred Flinstone." Katrina agreed with her boyfriend.
"That wasn't my fault, honest." Chicken defended.
"Passport?" Penn asked before groaning. "Aw, shit, I left mine at home."
"Aw, well, looks like you'll have to stay here." Cindy told her uncle.
"Shut up, Cindy!" Penn snapped.
"You shut up." Cindy glared.
"Why, you!" Penn gripped her by her collar.
"Penn..." Mike warned.
"What, Mitchell?" Penn asked.
"Drop her." Mike demanded.
"You're not my boss." Penn scoffed.
"I miss the floor..." Cindy groaned. "You should really listen to Mike, nobody dares ever talk back to her."
"Well, I just did." Penn shrugged.
"I'll miss you." Cindy frowned.
"Who names their daughter Mike anyway?" Penn then scoffed.
"Her real name is Michelene." Cindy replied.
"Michelene?" Penn laughed. "Oh, my God, that's funny."
"No, it's not." Cindy said.
They then continued on.
"Man, how am I gonna get to Mexico now?" Penn sighed as he didn't have his passport.
"I don't know." Cindy said.
"Say, wait a minute," Penn noticed something. "Since when do you have two passports?"
"I don't." Cindy replied as she took out her own passport.
"You're lying to me!" Penn glared.
"No, I'm not." Cindy said.
Penn then pulled another passport out of her pocket. "My passport!" he then noticed.
"How did that get there?" Cindy smiled nervously.
"Cindy..." Penn glared.
"I can explain." Cindy said.
"Please do." Penn glared.
"Um, I misplaced it..." Cindy smiled nervously. "I fell asleep at Maxwell's house the other week..."
"LIAR!" Penn yelled.
"Truth..." Cindy pouted.
Penn handed his passport and got it stamped and he was allowed to pass with the others. "I can't believe you would do this to me, Cindy."
"I said sorry!" Cindy pouted.
"No, you're not." Penn said.
"Yes, I am." Cindy replied.
"Hmm..." Penn hummed.
They then continued to Mexico.
Chicken was a little nervous. "I hate goin' in airplanes... Chickens don't fly."
"Oh, man, that's a good joke, Chicken." Lightning laughed.
"I wasn't joking." Chicken told him.
"You don't like flying, Chicken?" Katrina asked.
"Me and Cow were going on a trip once on an airplane and I got scared..." Chicken shivered. "I don't know why, but I just didn't like it."
"Don't worry, Chicken," Katrina comforted. "You can hold onto me if you get scared."
"Really? Thanks, Katrina..." Chicken said.
"Of course." Katrina smiled to him.
They were all then very close to Mexico.
