Well, as of now (Wednesday), as I'm writing this, I have had zero hits to each of my stories... But I'm also writing another in the works! But this is my main project, and I'm really excited about it. Please review!
As they parked the car back onto the curb, the climbed out (on the same door) and walked inside. Sylvester tore his paw away and their hands separated. After washing the glue off, they set into the basement for their things. There were two breif cases, each with supplies they may need. Granny had left them 100,000 dollars from her savings, and they took about 10,000 now for their journey. It would be more than enough.
When they returned into the living room, Bugs, Lola, Wiley and Taz were there. Lola stepped forward, noticing all the fuss,
"Sylvester? Tweety? What's going on?"
"Rhodie wasth kidnapped."
"Oh no!"
"Yeah...and the kidnapper is holding her hostage in New York City. Tweety and I need to travel there within two weeksth to get her back."
"Or what?"
"She diesth..."
The rest gasped and as they whispered to eachother, Wiley stepped forward. He couldn't believe that he was actually saying this, bjt he looked at his long time best friend with a hard stone face,
"I'm coming."
"What?"
"I know I hate Rhodie, but...maybe I can have her remains..."
"Wiley."
"Fine...I just don't really want her to die..."
Tweety walked up and gave Wiley a big hug. But then they turned to the rest of the group. Tweety got up and hugged Lola, one if her hest friends. She hugged Bugs, another good friend. And she hugged Taz, who gave her a bone-crushing bear hug,
"I miss Tweety!"
Sylvester hugged Lola, a good friend. He hugged Bugs, who patted him on the back in good luck. And preferring not to be crushed, high fived Taz. Wiley, being far less emotional waved with a sad smile. Tweety went upstairs to get their personal items, and packed a case for Wiley. Sylvester looked at his paws, and then at everyone else,
"We'll be back in two weeksth..."
"Eh, you'll get 'er, Vest!"
"Thanksth...well, Goodbye everyone."
Taz then stepped up and after realizing he never got one, gave Sylvester another bone-crushing bear hug,
"I miss Sylvester!"
Tweety came down with three suit cases, handing one to Wiley. She hugged Lola one last time, who whispered to her,
"Go get her, girl!"
They said their final goodbyes and went out into the cold night. Tweety, being the most sleepy, set the bags in the trunk and sat in the backseat, where she layed down and fell asleep. Wiley looked at a woozy Sylvester, wide awake,
"Where are we going?"
"Well firstht we have to get on a plane to New York."
"We're driving to LAX?"
"Yeah..."
They drove down nearly empty freeways, and ended up in Los Angeles within an hour. Their gas tank was dropping, but they had enough to make it into the dimly lit LAX parking lot. Sylvester got out, and opened the back door to find Tweety asleep on her side. He shook her lightly as her eyes fluttered open,
"Wake up...we're at the airport."
"Huh? Oh...um...okay..."
Sylvester grabbed her hand and helped her up and out and the three walked into the airport's main office. Wiley then groaned,
"Aren't we taking the bags?"
"Not yet. We need to make sure we can get a flight."
"Ohh."
They approached the front desk, we a white horse stood in uniform. She smiled at them as Sylvester walked up to the counter,
"Can I help you, sir?"
"We need three ticketsth for New York City, Miss."
"Oh I'm sorry...the last flight just flew off."
"When'sth the next?"
"Well, there's a big event going on in Times Square in a couple of weeks, and I'm afraid we're completely sold out for the next ten days..."
"Um...Chicago? Orlando? Bosthton?"
"Sorry...the only flight we have is to Dallas, but it leaves in 45 minutes."
"At 3 in the morning?"
"We have foreign businessmen who are wide awake in that plane. So unless you like-"
"We'll take three ticketsth."
"Yes, sir. Wait here. Names?"
"Sthylvesther, Tweety, and Wile."
"Okay, sir. Wait over here, we'll call your name out soon."
"Thank you, ma'am."
"You're very welcome, s- Yes, sir, the flight affirmatively five minutes ago. Keep security waiting at baggage in New York."
"Huh?"
"Oh, my radio. Two intruders snuck into the baggage section of the last flight to New York."
Sylvester looked back at a worried Tweety and Wiley. It must have been Rhodie and the kidnapper. It had to be. Sylvester looked to see Wiley wringing his paws. When Sylvester calmly smiled at his worry, the coyote snapped up at him,
"What?"
"Wiley, are you...worried? About Rhodie?"
"Of course not!"
"Okay..."
He looked to his othet side and saw Tweety, who was drifting back off to sleep. She silently leaned against Sylvester's shoulder, peacefully sleeping. Sylvester of course had a mind to push her off, but decided against it. The white horse called his name, and he slowly eased off Tweety, who leaned on Wiley while he went for his tickets,
"Here you go sir, Three coach tickets. The plane leaves in forty minutes, so you'd better hurry."
"Thank you, Miss."
"You're very welcome. Happy flying!"
Sylvester shook Tweety awake and the three of them ran to the csr, and gave their bahs to the luggage carosuel. They went through the security lines and eventually boarded a plane with a bunch of Japanese businessmen. The trio found their rows and sat. Wiley was next to the window, but fell asleep on his tray.
Sylvester and Tweety were both very tired but couldn't sleep. Well, at least Sylvester couldn't Tweety again collapsed onto his shoulder, breathing deep and even. Sylvester sat, not really noticing, staring ariund the plane, but eventually yawned and rested his own head on hers, still half-awake.
"Good evening flyers! This is your captain, Firenze, and our next destination is Dallas, Texas. We shoupd be there in about three and a half hours. Weather is partly cloudy in Dallas, and 78 degrees Farenheit. Enjoy your flight!"
Sylvesyer eventually gave in when his eyelids became too heavy. He leaned over on Tweety's head and fell asleep.
And so I guess REALLY begins their journey! Please review, guys, it's what keeps me going! Even flames! Just review, okay? Thanks!
-Lutatrox