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"Wasteland" © 10 Years

"Headstrong" © Trapt

Chapter Seven: Mad Like Mandy

"I…WILL NOT…"

"Billy! Quit singing songs on the dang radio!" Mandy yelled.

"Sorry, Mandy."

They saw a sign up ahead that said "Endsville, 50 Miles".

"Ooh! We're almost home!" Billy cried.

"Yep…we got this in the bag, Billy. …Billy?"

"…good intentions. Should…"

"Billy!"

"Oops! Sorry… I like this song…"

"Me too, but you don't hear me singing it…" Then she quietly mumbled "…should I…could I…"

-X-

Maddie, who went to the restroom while Danny was making the call home, came out of it and went over to the two siblings. "Where's Jack?"

"He said something about borrowing a car from someone…or something like that," Danny replied.

"God, I hope he doesn't do anything stupid," Maddie said.

-X-

Lightning flashed in the sky as Jack Fenton looked for a car in the parking lot with keys in it.

He stopped at a green pick-up with the license plate "G-LO".

"G-Lo? George Lopez?" Jack asked himself. Then he remembered what Vlad called the green guy earlier. "Garfield Logan? Garfield Logan! Ha ha!" He looked in the truck window and saw the keys inside (Garfield must've been so excited to see Raven that he forgot his keys).

-X-

"You know what?" Brandy asked.

"What?" Mr. Whiskers asked back.

"We're not going to win the money this way. We'll have to stow away somewhere…like…the back of a truck…or something."

No sooner she had said that that Jack Fenton barged in. "C'mon, Team Fenton! I got a truck!"

"That didn't take long," Jazz said.

"Quit sassin' and let's go!" Jack said, pushing them out.

Whiskers looked at Brandy cunningly. "You thinking what I'm thinking?"

"Oh, yes…"

-X-

Jack Spicer continued to drive the Fenton RV down the road. As much as he tried to ignore them, he couldn't help but stare at all the buttons and gadgets.

"I wonder what this one does…" he said as he pushed a button. Suddenly, ectoplasm covered his eyes.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" he screamed as he lost control of the RV. It went into a ditch and flipped over.

Spicer checked his pulse to see if he was alive and groaned. "I…Jack Spicer…evil genius…master of all things evil…am upside-down. Ow."

-X-

"…I see your fantasy. You want to make it a…"

"Dang it, Billy!" Mandy yelled as lighting flashed and reflected off her eyes once more.

"I'm sorry, Mandy…I can't help it."

"Well, at least we're almost to Endsville," Mandy said. "The storm's clearing up. Either it died down or we drove out of its way."

"If it died down, will there be a funeral?"

"…Shut up, Billy."

-X-

Jack Fenton started the truck. "Here we go!" he said to his family as they drove off.

Suddenly, Jack spotted something in the rear-view mirror. It looked like a dog and a rabbit were in the back of the truck (NOT the back seat! The back part outside the truck where you put stuff). He quickly looked back and saw no one.

"What're you looking for, Jack?" Maddie asked.

"Uh…nothing…" Jack said, looking forward again.

-X-

COMING UP NEXT…CHAPTER EIGHT: BACKSTABBER

Spicer went up to the road and stuck his thumb out. "I hope no one is too afraid to pick me up since they made that movie about that killer hitchhiker. And seriously, I'm in the desert! WHAT'S WITH THE FRICKIN' RAIN?!"

As soon as he said that, the storm cleared up and sunbeams flashed into his eyes.

"AAH! I'M BLIND! AND I HAVE A BIG MOUTH!" Spicer yelled as he swayed and held on to a sign to keep him from falling. "Can today get any worse?"