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"Terry! Terry! Speak to me!"

"Pinky, you're not helping!" Perry yelled over his shoulder and continued pulling the suitcases off of the orange turtle. Dr. Bloodpudding helped to pull the suitcases off of his nemesis. The platypus helped Terry to his feet.

The turtle moaned in pain and nearly tripped over his own foot. "What…happened?"

"We crashed!" Pinky exclaimed.

"We didn't crash." Perry rolled his eyes "We stopped."

"Why'd we stop?" Terry rubbed his head and checked for blood, he didn't see any so he put his hand down by his side.

The platypus shrugged.

"What did you do?!" Peter demanded.

"I didn't do that!" Dennis glared and picked himself off of the panda. When the bus skidded to a halt, the cell door flew open and he flew out onto Peter.

"I knew I shouldn't have listened to you! I'll ask you one more time, rabit! What did you do to the bus?!"

"I already told you, panda! That wasn't me!" The rabbit told him and then smirked "But this is a perfect distraction for me to make my get away! Later Pete!"

The panda watched Dennis run off to another section of the bus. He sighed and silently hoped that he didn't just make a huge mistake. Peter could only hope and walk back to the front part of the bus.

Carl picked himself up from the floor. He was thrown back when the bus lurched after he stopped the engines. The intern was freaking out. Why did he just do that?! People could have been hurt…or worse! What was he thinking? Was he even thinking? All he knew was that the boiling anger was gone and he felt relieved. Why did he feel angry in the first place? He just didn't know…he didn't understand. The major was going to kill him when he finds out!

IF he finds out…

What? Where did that voice come from? And why did it sound so much like…him? The voice didn't respond after that and he scratched his head, looking around the small hallway. Something started to tug on his pants leg and he looked down.

"Oh, there you are Dara." Carl smiled and pet her head as she led him back to the front of the bus.

Peter walked through the curtain and took his seat casually. He was fidgety and he looked extremely guilty. Rodney said hello to him and he tipped his hat, politely waving. He distanced himself from the rest of the world and buried himself in his own thoughts. What if Dennis had a revenge scheme and he just helped kick it into action? What if the crazy rabbit kills someone while doing it? The blood would be on his hands! Err, paws! What was going to happen to him? Would he be fired? Relocated? Thrown in jail? Would he be PUT TO SLEEP?! This couldn't be happening! Please tell him that Dennis had nothing to do with the bus stopping! Someone give him a sign!

Carl walked past him guiltily and warily took his seat.

Peter scowled and waved his small fist at the sky, screaming. "That's not a sign! That's an intern! Why does the universe hate me?!"

"CARL!" Major Monogram glared down at the intern "Where have you been?! That bathroom break was nearly 20 minutes long!"

"I'm sorry sir; I was having some…problems." Carl looked away and the major came to the wrongyet funny conclusion.

"A little fiber in your diet would really help, if I do say so myself."

The intern looked completely disgusted.

"Well here's the problem." The bus driver walked up to the major after reappearing from behind the curtain to check the engine. "The engine was shut off, probably just a glitch in the system. No harm done at all. We can continue driving with absolutely no problems." She smiled and took her seat behind the wheel, starting the bus up.

"Well that's a relief. Right Carl?"

"Y-yes sir…a relief..." The intern just couldn't take the pressure! "I-I'll be right back!" He ran from his seat.

Monogram shook his head in dismay "Poor kid…"

Carl ran past Peter again and disappeared behind the curtain. Peter watched him run and his face lit up.

"It IS a sign!"

"A sign for what Peter?" Pinky turned around in his seat and looked over at him.

"Oh, uh…nothing Pinky."

"You sure are acting weird."

"No I'm not."

"Yeah you are! You're all fidgety and you look really nervous about something. Are you sweating? I didn't even know pandas could do that!"

"Shut up Pinky! There's nothing wrong with me! I just have…bodily problems." Peter looked like he didn't understand what he just said.

"Leave him alone Pinky, I'm sure Peter's fine." Terry waved it off.

"Alright." The chihuahua shrugged and turned around, sitting back in his seat. "If you say so Terry."

"Yeah!" Peter crossed his arms and closed his eyes smug like.

"Peter…could I perhaps have a word with you?" Terry asked friendly and then frowned, muttering "Behind the curtain."

The panda (still looking smug) agreed and followed his orange friend behind the curtain. He heard the curtain be pulled closed and his eyes shot open in shock when his 'friend' slammed him against the wall by his fur.

"You better not be planning anything Peter or I swear I will have your black and white FUR when I'm done with you!"

"What? What makes you think I'm planning something? I'm totally good! I'm on your team! I'm a good guy!"

"Yes Peter, we all know you're good." The turtle's tone was sarcastic and he rolled his eyes to prove his point "You were good when you killed Dr. Meddleshmirtz and you were good when you teamed up with Dennis to kill Agent P last summer too."

"H-How do you…?"

"Remember when you and Pinky left to wait for backup? Dennis told me everything."

"That jerk! How could he! We had a deal!" Peter realized what position he was in and what he was saying before chuckling sheepishly "I'm going to stop talking now…"

"No. Keep talking. I want to know, what are you and Dennis planning?"

"We're not planning anything together Terry! I swear! I'm not with him anymore and I told him that to his face too!"

Terry seemed to consider this "Why were you in the agency when Dennis broke in? You didn't come in with me and Pinky, I know that for a fact."

"I forgot my hat there in the meeting room and I was leaving there when he jumped me."

"Why aren't you guarding Dennis right now?"

"Well- I…uh…" The panda stuttered.

"Why don't we go have a talk with Dennis and find out more?"

The orange turtle began dragging him to the small cell area on the back of the bus. Peter knew he was screwed once Terry saw that the rabbit was gone. All his earlier worries were going to come true. He would be fired or relocated or put to sleep or put in jail. He could see it all now! Oh! Why did he have to unlock that stupid-

"Hey Dennis."

"Hey Terry."

What? The panda opened his eyes and sure enough, Dennis the Rabbit was standing in his cell looking as innocent as ever. Peter was dumbfounded. What the fu-

"Hey Peter." The rabbit waved at him. "What brings you by? I thought your shift was over. Is it your shift now Terry?"

"Well, yes actually. It was, but I wanted to have a little DISCUSSION with you and Peter alone. Right Peter?"

Peter nodded silently, eyes and mouth still widened in shock.

"Okay." Dennis shrugged. "Fire away."

Terry went into this long discussion and both the agent and ex-agent weren't paying attention. Peter was too busy staring at Dennis and Dennis was too busy smirking at Peter. The turtle didn't seem to notice as he continued speaking. The rabbit responded occasionally to Terry's questions, half listening and smirking at the panda whenever the turtle wasn't looking. The orange turtle finished his long discussion, and looked satisfied.

"Alright, well I guess that's all I really need to know. You can go back to your seat now Peter, I'll just take my shift now. Tell Pinky his shift is next and to be ready for it, also if he wants I'll take a double shift for him. You got that Pete?"

Peter nodded, wearing his same shocked expression that he had on for the past 11 minutes. The other agent and the rogue said goodbye to him but the panda didn't respond. He walked back to his seat with that same expression, sitting next to Dr. Roddenstein silently. His nemesis looked over at him and chuckled.

"Close your mouth Peter, you'll catch flies."

The panda didn't pay attention and let his enemy close his non-existent mouth. What was Dennis doing back in his cell? How did he get back in anyways? Peter pat himself down and nearly smacked himself then and there. The keys were gone! Dennis could escape and get back in as he pleased, but why was he playing prisoner? He had to be up to something and if he was willing to sit around, act nice and play prisoner…then it was something big. Just how big was it?

Carl ran to the bathroom and quickly locked the door. What was wrong with him? He felt guilty and pressured a-and…

Why was the major giving him colon advice?

He shuddered and shook off the thought. No one need and/or WANTED to hear about the majors bathroom issues. He felt like he was going to throw up…and not from thinking about his bosses bathroom problems either. He was nervous and hot (he wiped his forehead with his sleeve) and just wrong. He WAS having problems but not the problems the major had mentioned. His head hurt…

The paid- not actually paid –intern sat on the floor against the door, pulling his knees up to his chest and put his face in his arms.

What was wrong with him?

"Are we there yet?" Doofenshmirtz moaned and leaned back against his seat.

"No Heinz! As you can see, we're not there yet!" Monogram rolled his eyes.

"Are we there yet now?"

"Not yet."

...

"How about now?"

"NO, HEINZ!"

"Are there yet?"

"No." The major sighed.

"We've got to be there now."

"No! We aren't!"

"This is taking forever! How long until we get there? "

"Soon I hope! I can't possibly take much more of this from you!"

Perry sighed.

"Are-"

"No."

"How about-"

"No!"

"We've gotta be close-"

"No!"

Doofenshmirtz yawned.

"NO, WE'RE NOT THERE YET!"

"I was just yawning! You don't have so uptight Francis; you're making this bus trip very un-enjoyable you know."

Monogram wanted to slam his head against something metal, hoping to knock himself out. He would get Carl to wake him up when he got there.

Dennis slammed his head against the metal bars, hoping to knock himself out so he could end his misery. He wasn't even sure this whole thing was worth it anymore! This was sheer torture!

"I like grilled cheese but I don't like tomatoes in it, that's just gross! I like bacon in it though. I LOVE bacon! Do you like bacon Dennis? I bet you do, EVERYONE loves bacon! Except pigs…I don't think they like bacon. Maybe I should ask the 5th Agent P that when I see him, but maybe I shouldn't ask him that. What if one of his friends or family members was recently turned into bacon? Then he'd feel bad and I'D feel bad for asking, but maybe he needs to talk about it. I could help him find closure! What if he DOESN'T need closure and is just trying to forget and he's nearly forgotten and I just remind him again? What do you think Dennis? Should I ask him?" Pinky looked to the rabbit for guidance.

The rabbit looked about ready to break through the bars- not that he needed to in order to get out, he had the key –and strangle the small dog. Dennis shook off his anger and was barely able to make a smile out of his growing anger. He gritted his teeth and shoved out a reply. "I don't know Pinky…why don't you go ask Terry? I'm sure he'll know."

"You're right!" Pinky turned to leave and the rabbit almost prayed in relief but he cursed inwardly when he remembered that he wasn't through with the chihuahua until his shift was over. Pinky's shift was over as soon as they got to the mountain, why couldn't they be there already?!

The bus came to a stop.

"We're there." Terry chimed in, walking into the room.

"Already?" Pinky clasped his paws together and squealed happily, grabbing the turtle's hand and running out the door with him. "We have to get my stuff back out of the compartment! I want to be the first one on the ski lift!"

Dennis watched them run out of sight and sighed in relief. He pulled out the key and the lock fell to the floor as he stepped out of his cell.

It was time to get off this bus.


A/N: Next chapter is where stuff happens! Or not…it depends, but most likely yes! Stay tuned! What do YOU think is going to happen?

Natty is out, PEACE!

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