Jell-O, there! There'snoconsistency here with another chapter of Scrapped. This story has 192 views as I'm writhing this, which is popsi-cool for me because 192 is my lucky number and- "Shut up, TNC, SHUT UP! Nobody cares just get on with the freaking story already!" you say. Oh. Okay….
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Scrapped - Chapter 4 - Gone
"Shit. This is exactly what we need right now," Fred grumbles sarcastically.
"Let's try problem solving instead of marching around pouting," I suggest.
"Fine, then. You think you can get us out of here, be my guest," Fred says.
"I will. So, we can't climb over because-"
"Well, obviously," Fred comments. I clear my throat.
"Anyways, we're going to have to find another way," I say.
"Let's bust them down!" exclaims an enthusiastic Bonbon.
"Any other ideas?" asks Fred.
"Actually, that might work…" I say and look around. 'What can we use?' I ask myself. 'Of course! It's so obvious! "We need to ram a car through the gates and burst them open."
"Let's try it," says Vixen.
"Which one do we use?" asks Bonnie.
"That one looks strong enough," Bonbon says, pointing to a larger blue one. We go to inspect it. The tires and body seem strong enough. One problem.
"Do any of you know how to drive?" I ask. No one does.
"Well that's just great." says Fred. "Now what are we going to do?"
"Maybe if we get it started, we can figure it out from there," says Chica.
"I think we need keys. The people at the restaurant were always talking about 'loosing their car keys' there," Bonbon says.
"You mean keys like these?" asks CC, holding a ring with a key on it.
"Where did you find those?" I ask her.
"They were right, inside!" she giggles.
"So, are we just going to stand here all night, or what?" asks Fred. I roll my eyes at his impatience. CC tries to sit in the car.
"I…can't…fit…" she says, and climbs back out. "We're too tall."
"Wait a second… BB!" I call.
"I'm right here," says a small voice behind me.
"BB, what's wrong?" I ask.
"I wish I still had my sign," he says. I feel sorry for him, honestly, I do, but we need to get out of here before the sun rises, and he's the only one who can help us. We don't have time to comfort him; not much anyways.
"BB, I understand that must be tough. But right now, we need to get going. Will you help us?"
"Can we get my sign back?" he asks hopefully.
"Tell you what: I'll make you a new one," I say.
"Promise?"
"Promise," I say. BB jumps up and wraps his arms around my legs.
"You're the best, Teddy!" he says, then walks over to the car. "What do you need me to do?" he asks. Bonnie and Vixen help him into the vehicle and CC gives him the keys.
"Do you see a place where you can put them in?" asks Chica. BB looks around inside for a while, trying various unsuccessful places. After this happens about a dozen times, BB tries one more spot. The car's headlamps turn on when he does, and blaring country music comes from the car's radio.
"Shh! Turn that down!" Fred hisses. "Or else that stupid mutt will come back!"
"Hang on, I think it's down here-" BB doesn't get a chance to finish. He had put a foot down on one of the pedals on the floor, and the car lurched foreword and races from its resting place and towards the gates. The impact happens within the blink of an eye. The gates are now a pile of metal, plastic, and wood- with BB in the middle! We all rush over to the heap.
"BB, are you okay? Can you hear me?" I ask, pulling some planks off. I see nothing important as I continue digging through layers of the gates and car parts. Then I see it - part of a red and blue striped hat, peeking out from under some warped metal.
"BB!" gasps Chica. We pull him out - balloon and all, and lay him down on the ground.
"Teddy…" he says weakly.
"You're alive!" I exclaim.
"Hang on, what's that sound?" Chica asks.
"I don't hear anything," I say. "What's -"
"Sh," CC holds up a finger, saying to be quiet, and listens. We all stand silently; except for a faint wailing sound.
"Those sound like… sirens," Vixen observes.
"Shit, the police! I knew this was a bad idea," Fred says. "Okay, some one get the kid and let's run,"
"Run? Where?!" asks Chica as I scoop up BB.
"Away!" says Fred. The sirens get louder as we emerge on to the street. I see flashing lights a ways away, getting brighter rapidly. "This way!" Fred yells, sprinting across the road. The lack of light makes seeing difficult, but I make out the tall outlines of trees. My systems start to feel tired from running, add carrying BB, and I start to fall behind.
"Wait up!" I call out to anyone who may be within earshot, but I don't hear or see anybody. I look around in the darkness, trying to find a sign of somebody, but without luck. 'No, no! I can't get lost!' I worriedly think. "BB, do you…?" He isn't responding. "BB! BB! - "
"Teddy?" asks a voice behind me. I whip around, startled. Chica is standing there.
"Chica, there you are! Where did everyone else go?"
"This way. We were all wondering where you two went. They'll be glad to know I found you." Chica leads me in a certain direction until we hear muffled voices. We follow them into a clearing and I see our group talking to each other nervously. "Good news, everyone. I found Teddy," Chica says. Bonbon, CC, Bonnie, and Vixen seem to relax.
"Teddy, you made it," says Bonbon, approaching me. "How's BB?"
"I don't know. He could be hurt."
"Nah, he's just sleeping," Bonbon replies. I guess I hadn't paid attention to BB's steady breathing pattern and slight movements. "We should let him rest. He might feel better in the morning." I lay BB under a tree on a bed of leaves and join the others. CC and Vixen are lying on the ground, looking up with wonder. Bonbon and I join them. "Isn't this amazing?" Bonbon asks, referring to the speckled sky above. "I never knew it was so… beautiful. I never knew it even existed," he says.
"Yeah…. It is pretty nice," I agree. CC yawns.
"Makes me tired," she says.
"Me too," I say.
"We should probably get some rest. We'll need to save our energy," says Vixen.
"Sounds good, seeing as we have a long day ahead of us," Fred interjects.
"Long day?" I ask.
"of hiking," he says. "in the woods. We need to get as far away from that scrap yard, and the police, as possible. If they find us, well… we've already had that conversation," he says. Vixen is silent. "So, all in all, yes. We need as much sleep as we can get."
I stand up and walk over to the tree I put BB under, and sit down against the trunk. I fall asleep, spending my first night under the stars.
That's all for now. I might not update for a while, unfortunately. On the other hand, in the story, things are starting to escalate, but this is still almost nothing with what's to come, but maybe some character development…? I also finished writing the rough draft on paper, so I won't be trying to juggle [Jane…]writing this and the hard copy at the same time, so more space for this in my schedule…or…unless… I'm working on a new story…. :O.
Thus, I leave you. Good bye bye!