A.N.- Here is chapter 2. It is longer than the last chapter!
Trixy: Yes! Revenge is mine! Mwahahaha!
Private & Me: O.O (takes a step away from her)
Trixy: What?
Me: Um...Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Ghost Car!
(Nobody's POV)
"Priv, pass me those green neon lights!" Trixy says. She is laying half-under the zoo coup working on it. Private gives her the lights.
"I'm not sure this is a good idea, Trixy…we could get in trouble." Private replies. Trixy rolls out from under the car on a creeper (A.N. - A creeper is a thing that mechanics lay on when they are working on something that is underneath the car just fyi.).
"Private. He pranked me with a spidah. A spidah of all things! I believe that Rico deserves this very much." She rolls back underneath the coup.
"Can't you just forgive and forget?"
"Nope. Now give me a wrench."
"What size?"
"One big enough to tighten a bolt the size of….um, about this big."
"Trixy, I can't see your flippers."
"Right, uh, just pass me a 5/16."
"A what?" Trixy face-flipper herself under the car.
"That's the size that should be written on it."
"Oh…you said a 7/16?"
"No, a 5/16." Private finds the wrench and gives it to Trixy. "Thank you."
"I still think this is a bad idea."
"Well, it's my idea so it'll be me who gets blamed. So you have nothing to worry about. Actually Private, I think I need a wrench size 3/8." Private hands her the wrench.
"Yes, but wouldn't I be punished for being an accomplice?"
"Pfft! No…maybe…I don't know. If you do, it won't be anything that bad I don't think."
"*Sigh* If you say so, Trixy." Trixy rolls back from out from under the car. Her blond feathers are covered in grease.
"Ugh, Priv, could you hand me that towel?" Private tosses her the towel and Trixy tries to wipe off as much grease as she could.
"Is it done?"
"Not even close."
"What else must you do?"
"I need to wire in the camera, the microphone, and the control mechanism."
"Oh. Why?"
"The camera so that I can see where I am steering it; the microphone so I can make the car say spooky things; and the control mechanism so that I can control it from a remote."
"Oh."
"Well, I can do the rest by myself. You're free to go now if you want…just don't tell Rico about this." Trixy gives Private a wink; he takes a deep breath and nods.
"See you latah, Trix." Trixy waves a flipper at him and continues to work on ghostifying the car.
-A Few Hours later—
(Nobody's POV)
Rico waddles down to the garage. He is excited that Skipper has given him permission to take the zoo coup out for a spin. Rico walks over to the car and puts the key into its place and turns it. Suddenly, the car glows green underneath and the seat-belt snakes around Rico tightly. "Wha' da heck?" Rico mutters. He tries to loosen the strap; it won't budge. Rico shrugs and starts to drive the car out of the garage. The car then stops listening to him and instead drives itself. Rico turns a hard right on the steering-wheel, but instead of turning right; it goes in reverse.
"Hello, Rico…" says a voice from the radio.
"Who der?"
"Why it's me…the car…"
"Dat silly. Cars no talk."
"Says you…am I not talking to you now, Rico, hmmm?…."
"Stop it."
"No. Mwahahaha!..." Rico takes the key from the ignition. The car does not turn off.
"Bad car! Stop!"
"Yes, I am a bad car aren't I?" The car suddenly slams on the breaks and the seat-belt releases and Rico slides out of the car. The car reverses and its head-lights glow red. Rico starts to slide away from the car; it follows him. He slides past the HQ. Skipper is sitting outside on a lounge chair sipping his coffee.
"Demon car!" Rico exclaims as he slides past. Skipper spits out his current sip of coffee.
"Hoover Dam! I thought we fixed that!" Skipper exclaims.
"Bad car! Stop fo'owing me!"
"No, Rico, I'm going to get you and eat you! Mwahahaha!" says the car's radio. The car speeds up and the hood rises. Rico screams.
(Skipper's POV)
Hmmm, there's something fishy going on here. I waddle down into the HQ and see Trixy laughing in front of the TV. She looks like she is playing a video game. "Trixy. What are you doing?" I ask. Trixy jumps.
"Uh, um, nothing, sir." Trixy says nervously.
"Let me see this 'nothing.'" I waddle over to the TV and see Rico running and screaming. I know immediately what is going on. "Trixy. I think you've traumatized Rico enough." She sighs.
"Alright, Skippah. I'll un-ghost the car." She then turns the car off and exits the HQ.
(Trixy's POV)
I waddle past Rico, who is currently hiding in a bush, and turn the car on. "No! It hau'ed" Rico exclaims. I laugh.
"No it isn't. It's just rigged up to appear that way." I reply smirking; he looks at me stupefied.
"Why you do it?"
"It was revenge for the spidah." I drive the car back to the garage to de-ghostify it. I feel Rico glare at me as I do so.
