Chapter 8: Drift

The blacktop of the main road ended and the jeep glided onto the sandy terrain of Angorabah. Golden sand flew on the sides of the jeep as she drove faster.

"I thought you said they were building a main road?" Huey yelled over the screams on his brothers.

"Angorabah has a concentrated populous within the city." Elizabeth shifted the gears and the jeep jumped forward. "They have to build the road in waves so they don't disrupt the peace. Keep the citizens' businesses from going under."

"If you drive any faster, you'll put us all six feet under!" Louie wrapped his arms around Huey, tears forming in his eyes.

"Faster! Faster!" Webby chanted, putting her hands on the edge of driver's seat.

"Hold on!" Elizabeth shifted the gears and turned the wheel to the left, drifting the jeep and shuffling all the boys to the right of the backseat. Webby's body flew in the air, her arms on the chair the only thing tethering her from flying away.

Scrooge laughed and cheered in excitement. "What kind of Archeological Linguist knows how to drift like that?"

"University is a weird and strange place, Mr. McDuck. You learn a lot of good tricks!" Elizabeth shifted the gears and drifted the car again to the right. The boys rolled over to the left.

"If this is what you learn in college, I definitely am gonna go to college!" Webby screamed.

"If Webby goes to college, we might all die." Huey clutched the seat of the car for dear life. The engine roared as the main square of the city came into view.

Unlike the rest of the buildings, the main square had lots of space in between the buildings. A large, deep set well sat in the center of the square, where many citizens were drawing water from. A large, ornate stone building stood on the opposite side of where the jeep entered the main square. Glass doors and a large stairwell graced the front of the building.

Elizabeth jerked the wheel and whipped the car around the well, drifting the car to the building. She slammed her foot on the brake and pulled on the emergency brake, causing the car to slide with the driver's side parallel to the building. She turned the engine off and bolted out of the car and into the museum.

The boys were huddled into Huey, all out of breath. Webby ran out of the car. "Come on, guys!" She said running into the museum.

Scrooge hopped out of the jeep and stretched, cracking his back. "Ah, that was a bit of a thrill now, wasn't it? She drives pretty smooth. No scratches on the car or anything! I should hire her to be my chauffeur instead of Launchpad." He walked up the steps and into the museum.

"Am I the only one who saw their life flash before their eyes?" Dewey asked his brothers.

"Let's talk about our new found vehophobia later," said Huey. "We should see if they need help with Dr. Bustard."

Huey opened the car door and they all rolled out and to the museum.


A/N: This chapter was originally apart of chapter 7, but there was something about it that made me feel like it needed it's own chapter. I don't know why, but it just felt right.

This is the last part of the Chapter-Bomb, so until I get ahead of myself this is it.

Thank you guys, and please review. It really helps me figure out what I need to work on.

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-Alex