Chapter 4

Once they arrived at the Rangers tree HQ, Foxglove and Soda realized the Rescue Rangers had gone on a case that led them to England. There was a note left on the door that read 'Gone to England- Be back soon'. Soda had no idea where England was but Foxglove told her it was very far away. She was even more amazed to discover the Rangers would be in a human flying machine for the trip. The humans never knew about it, they just hitched a ride inside the plane at the last moment, just before take off.

"So they- YOU do that sort of thing all the time?"

"Well, yeah. When a lead presents itself to close a case, or if someone needs to be stopped you have to go. That's what Chip and Dale say all the time."

Soda couldn't help but shake her head at how bizzare it all sounded.

"There are several villains that constantly cause problems that the humans don't recognize?"

"The humans recognize the crimes, but rarely have enough experience to deal with them."

"So why didn't Dale ask you to tag along? You would think he would give you a heads up if he was going to be gone for a few days."

Soda quickly regretted saying that when she saw the look of worry return to Foxglove.

"He told me once, if a case looks like it might be too...dangerous he wouldn't want to place me in danger. Oh no. Oh no! They went to England and he didn't tell me!"

Foxglove left the tree and headed north as fast as she could.

"Where are you going Foxglove?"

"Airport! Then England!"

"WHAT? Wait! Foxglove wait a minute!"

It was now Soda's turn to calm Foxglove down. Foxglove was a very persistent bat. All her training and missions with the Rangers made her faster and seem more agile than a normal bat. Soda could be just as stubborn and had a few tricks up her sleeve. She normally only used her flying tricks on elusive insects, this was more important and she knew she would only get one shot for this to work.

Soda climbed the air with her wings and dove down in a cork screw motion. Dive bombing Foxglove, building up speed she was right on target! Until the moment when Foxglove did a mid air somersault and Soda flew straight down past her into a dumpster. Foxglove winced when she saw the force Soda had landed in the dumpster.

"Are you alright Soda?"

Both fortunately and unfortunately, the dumpster had been full. She was saved a painful landing by landing in on a bag of garbage. Her luck kept getting worst when the bag split open and poured its contents on Soda. She quickly climbed out of her personal Mount Trashmore and pleaded with Foxglove.

"Foxglove! What would Dale say if he was here!"

Foxglove knew the answer the moment she asked the question.

"He would tell me to stay here. So he has something to return to."

"See? Do you want him to come back and wonder what happened to you? Or worse, some thing happen to you over there, have him come back here and then find out you were in trouble over there? He would blame himself! You have to stay!"

"I don't know what's worst, the fact that I almost understood that, or the fact that I know what Dale would say next."

"Really? What's that?"

"He'd say you need a shower!"

Soda grabbed a banana peel and and with a look of false anger flew after Foxglove with it.

"Oh yeah? A shower huh? Well come here Foxglove! I suddenly find you very a-peel-ing!"

Foxglove flew away laughing.

"Ack! Stay away stinky! hahaha!"

"Whats the matter Foxglove? You yellow! hahahaha!"