As we passed the sign, "You are now leaving Emerald Town", Johnson, the taxi driver, is driving on the open road. He is concentrating on driving while the rest of us goof off on the back-row seat with our seat belts on. I was busy playing with my red New Nintendo 3DS XL during our long road trip. Gooey and Hoopa are playing a traditional road trip game: I spy. "I spy with my little eye..." said Gooey.

"Neil the Fox?" guessed Hoopa.

"Correct-a-mondo!" cheered Gooey.

"I spy with my little eye..." said Hoopa.

"Neil the Fox?" guessed Gooey.

"How did you know?" asked Hoopa.

While I was ignoring Gooey and Hoopa, I am still playing with my red New Nintendo 3DS XL. "Quite down, folks. You are a bunch of monkeys in my zoo," reminded Johnson, the taxi driver, in a calm and irritated attitude.

I am putting away my red New Nintendo 3DS XL into my carrying case. Then I took a peaceful nap on the taxi. While we are on our way to Orlando, we see signs that are less interesting. "Oh boy, world's worst Nintendo console in history: Virtual Boy!" exclaimed Gooey, as he pointed the sign in excitement. "We must see the ancient treasure."

"No," rejected the taxi driver.

Suddenly, we passed through another lame sign as Hoopa pointed at it. "Ooooh oh oh oh oh!" hooted Hoopa. "The toothpick factory is 20 miles away. We must see the process."

"Absolutely not," he said again. "We are not stopping until we get to Orlando."

As we went to the interstate, we see a truck next to us. "Hey hey!" cried Gooey, as he makes a pump gesture on his left arm.

The truck driver sees Gooey's request to honk the horn. Its truck horn blasted so loud that I woke up from my nap. "AACK!" I yelped, "What was that for?! I am trying to nap here."

I attempt to go back to taking a nap after that loud blast of the truck horn woke me up. Unfortunately, for me, another truck passes by and drives next to us. "Hey!" called Hoopa, with a pump gesture.

The truck driver sees Hoopa's request to honk the horn. It blasted louder than the first one before. I woke up again from the stupid horn. "Will you please stop it?!" I yelled. "We all know trucks have horns, and stop annoying me. I am trying to nap for the last time!"

"Come on, Neil," convinced Hoopa, "try it."

"Ok fine. If I do, will you promise to leave me alone until we get to Orlando?"

"Oh we promise. We promise," said Gooey and Hoopa.

The third and final truck drives next to us in a rusty form. "Hey," I waved, as I made a pumping gesture.

Before the truck driver blows the horn, the horn tilts and aims at my face. While the truck driver blows the horn, smoke comes spewing at my face. "You did it wrong, Neil," commented Hoopa.

"I did exactly what you said!" I screamed.

"Everybody pipe down!" yelled Johnson. "I do not want to hear a peep out of you until we stop at Orlando!"

All of us were completely quiet, but Gooey squeaked "peep."

"Not a peep!" snapped the taxi driver.

"Peep," chirped Gooey.

"Not a peep!" snapped the taxi driver.

"PEEEEP!" squealed Gooey.

We are about to pass through a sign, "Peeps Cliff", that leads us to driving off a cliff. We all scream for horror except for Hoopa because he is screaming for joy and fun. The taxi falls off a cliff; we land on a river with high rapids after we fell off a cliff. The bumpy river rapids have rough waves that we start bouncing around on the taxi. Later, we fall onto a waterfall at the end of the rapids. The drop exceeds greater than the Splash Mountain 50ft drop. After a long drop, we splash onto the lake that we sink into the fastest whirlpool. We are spinning around the currents as we dive into the whirlpool. "My head is spinning," I moaned.

The taxi gets pulled by the underwater currents after we are sunken into the lake. We are going to be whisked by a drain any second now. "Hang on tight everyone," I announced.

As we were pulled by the drain, the drain leads us to the exit pipe that we are flown out of the drain. We fly high in the sky that we are passing by a United Airline jet plane. I start to lose my conciseness due to the high altitude. After we pass by the plane, the taxi falls back down to the surface. "Hoopa, stop the taxi!" cried Gooey.

As the taxi is about to hit the ground, Hoopa uses psychic to stop the taxi from falling down. We safely land on the ground thanks to Hoopa's psychic. He stopped using psychic as we land safely. "That... was... AWESOME! Let's do it again!" chanted Hoopa.

I woke up from being unconscious, and I said "No, Hoopa."

"Why?"

"Because we arrived to Orlando," I said. "Look, we stopped at the driveway to Residence Inn."

"Thanks for your business, folks," said Johnson. "Your taxi fee is $50."

I pulled out $50 and gave it to the taxi driver. We carry our bags that we carry with our hands as we exit the taxi. Gooey opened the back trunk of the taxi with our luggage still alive. Hoopa uses psychic to lift every luggage from the back trunk out. As we got our bags and luggage unloaded out of the taxi, I closed the back trunk of the taxi. The taxi revs and drops us off. We all enter the front door of the hotel we are staying for spring break at Orlando, Residence Inn.