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"You mean to tell me that my mom is a 10 year old child?" asked Radio, "Who is she?"
"Her name is Ardy Reznov," explains Derek, "A sprightly little tomboy with more curiosity than common sense, she lives no where near here so don't think we're going to hide you at her house."
"Where does she live?"
"Up north, in New York City. However, we're down in the south of the country."
"Since I have an internet connection back home, I might do some further research on her." says Radio, "Thank you for everything Derek."
"No problem," said Derek, "Maybe one day you'll meet her in person."
"Some day," muttered Radio.
As Derek takes them East, AllStar got out of the backpack and looked out into the window. He haven't seen anything like it before, blue sky, green grass, and lots of corn ready to be harvested.
"How far are we from the ocean?" asked AllStar
"20 miles," said Derek, "Or 32 kilometers for your standard."
After driving for about 30 minutes, they reach a nearby river where Derek drops them off. "Wait a minute, you're not going to drive us to the ocean?" asked AllStar.
"The government could be following us AllStar," noted Radio, "It's best to travel on foot rather than simply drive to the ocean."
"Correct," said Derek as he drops a small wrapped up package that's labeled NaCl, "I'm sorry I can't take you to the ocean, you have to make the rest of the way over there some how, I'll head back to the lab and create a false trail. I just hope you two will be alright."
"I'll be hoping we'll see each other again," said Radio.
"Alive," muttered Derek, he soon hoped back into his car and drove away. For a moment, AllStar stared at the river as Radio picked up the small package. "Sodium Chloride," said Radio as he opens it, "It's salt, pure white salt."
"Can we carry it?" asked AllStar.
"I prefer to carry a small load," said Radio as he picks up the brick of salt and holds it over his head, "Head to the bushes for just a second."
Radio and AllStar heads into some shrub next to the river where the Snorks break up some pieces of salt and shove them in their pockets, they tried a bit of salt and Radio managed to gobble down ΒΌ of the brick. "Whoa, you have an appetite like Dimmy," noted AllStar.
"Having a big brain requires a big stomach," said Radio, "I could eat all of this and still be hungry because it's just salt, speaking of energy I got something to show you."
"Yeah, what is it?" asked AllStar.
"Look at my feet," said Radio as he sits down and held up one of his feet for AllStar to see, "Tell me what you see."
AllStar took a good look at Radio's foot, instead of having three toes like most Snorks the Green Snork has 4 toes. Of course Snork feet are webbed for swimming through the water but they're also made for walking, however Radio has a secret evolutionary trait. Radio spreads out his toes using powerful muscles and made a 140 degree fan out of his foot, he is able to pivot the foot 180 degrees up and down. AllStar was impressed.
"I didn't realized you can do that," said AllStar.
"Not only that, I'm able to use my hands and feet to stick onto flat surfaces." said Radio, "Why do I want to bring it up, we have a lot of ground to cover and that requires a lot of walking. Not only that, we would begin to feel heavier because there's no water to carry some of our weight. Your going to feel out of shape after this, for me I'm going to be complaining a lot."
"That's because you don't even wear Snork Shoes," claimed AllStar.
"For my unique feet, there is no footwear in the world that can contain them." explained Radio as he folds his toes back up and stands up, "I can't believe you didn't noticed my 5th finger on each of my hands after all these months."
"I wonder why I never understood you," said AllStar.
"I wonder why I never understood myself," said Radio, "Let's get walking, if we follow this river it would lead us to the ocean."
"I'm right behind you Radio, we're friends right?"
"We're more than friends AllStar, we're both father and son. I'm sorry I never spend much time with you in the past weeks and I'm sorry that I neglected you during this situation."
"Why are you apologizing? You hadn't neglected me."
"There's a chance that I'm honestly sure that we won't survive, there isn't much food and salt here so we better use the river to our advantage in order to make up time."
Radio and AllStar began the long walk down the river, leaving behind only a small bar of salt. Hours slowly lap over the other as the Snorks were thinking of food, water isn't the main issue but when they tasted it the water was obviously fresh. Some salt helped salinate it but they have to conserve as much salt as they can, they knew they wouldn't last very long if they breath in freshwater.
"I wonder if Lucky lives in this river," said AllStar.
"Who's Lucky? A friend of yours?" asked Radio.
"Yeah, he is a Freshwater Snork."
"So how does a freshwater Snork meet you anyway?"
"Long story, you want to hear it?"
"It's better than to listen to me talk, okay tell your story."
TO BE CONTINUED...
