Chapter 3
The newest member of international Rescue, Kayo marched across the hangar bay under the island. A massive backpack on her back full of everything, her largest thickest jumper strapped on top of the bag. But in a cart rolling just behind her was the portable emergency response kit. It had a small selection of varied rescue stuff contained inside it to deal with smaller emerciences.
"Woah! Kayo you don't need that emergency kit. We're going skiing not on a rescue," Tintin laughed at her younger sister Kayo.
"We might need it. If Alan forces us to watch that Buddie and Ellie box set again you might be rescuing him from the ocean!" Kayo replied back.
"Hey!" Alan glared from his seat in the plane at his sister in law.
"Don't worry Alan, she's only kidding," TinTin reassured her husband as she came to sit with him.
I'm not! Kayo mouthed to his other brothers in the plane. Who laughed out loud.
John, Virgil and Gordon sat around a table a row up from the lovebirds. Kayo joined their friendly game of poker betting with Grandma's cookies.
Scott had taken responsibility of getting them to their weekend holiday. This plane was roughly designed like Thunderbird 1, his sleek, fast, first response aircraft. It's only diffrence was it was a passenger version it could taxi itself to take off horizontally.
"I think we're ready father, our eta at switzerland is about ninety minutes," he radioed his father in the control room.
"FAB Scott, patch me through to cabin," Jeff requested.
Scott touched a button in the cockpit for his father and the speakers hissed a little.
"Now boys, those communicators need to be on you-"
"At all times," the boys finished his sentence. Jeff was unaware that they had and carried on.
"Relax and enjoy your time off," Jeff finished.
The plane's engines fired and they started rolling forward towards Thunderbird 2s massive hangar door, it slid down revealing a vast opening in the side of the island looking out into the blue pacific ocean beyond. The Tracy's private jet continued to roll out and down the runway past the palm trees that fell away to allow Thunderbird 2's extra large wing span glide without obstruction.
The plane ascended from a horizontal take off position. White smoke enveloped the immediate area. The plane rose up out of it into the skies above the island. Scott pushed the flight lever forward and the jet shot forward. The passengers inside unaware of the change of direction.
"Switching from IR private radio in five minutes to civilian frequency father,"
"Acknowledge Scott," he replied.
Gordon the second youngest brother was first to notice the facebook event invite from Lady Penelope for a ball she was holding tonight. After a spot of inflight bickering, between Virgil, Gordon and Scott the plane made a stop at Lady Penelope's mansion.
Scott was most against it as he loved skiing most, like his mother had.