AN: There will only be one more chapter after this one! ENJOY!
Disclaimer: Not doing this again.
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The group had been traveling for hours, and all Boots did was complain, all Backpack did was scream his usual phrase, all Map did was…well, act crazy, and all Dora did was shout for everyone to shut up.
They reached the house where Dora's parents were, all panting and trying to catch their breath.
"You finally got here, you stupid piece of crap!" DM screamed, throwing another vase at her daughter.
Dora rubbed her face. "Uh, thanks for that, Mom."
"You disrespectful brat!" She threw a knife this time, narrowly missing her daughter.
"Are you really trying to kill her again?" Dora's father asked, sighing and approaching the two girls. "We can fight at home. For now though let's get home." He glanced at Map, Backpack, and Boots. "I guess we can take the lunatic piece of paper, the drunk money, and the inanimate talking object with us as well."
"Screw you!"
"Anyway…" Dora mumbled, trailing off.
Dora's father shrugged, leading the way out the Dora and grabbing DM, pushing the furious woman out the door.
Backpack went after the two, Boots wobbling his way to the…car—Dora tried to figure out where her parents would have gotten the car and came up blank—and got in. Dora ushered Map to follow, and the pair wasn't far behind the others as they got into the automobile.
With the car they reached the border a lot quicker. Dora pointed to the boat, guards swarming it and covering it like bees do a hive. She glanced at Map, getting his attention. "Map, can you clean out the boat for us?"
Map nodded excitedly, rushing forward and somehow convincing the guards to leave. They all ran screaming into the desert around the border. Dora, Backpack, Map, Boots, DM, and Dora's father boarded the boat, crossing to the other side in a matter of ten minutes.
DM and Dora's father sighed with relief as they stood on the American side of the border. "What a relief to finally be home."
Dora raised an eyebrow but let her wondering about their illegal actions go. "So are you guys ready to head back now."
"Yes!" DM screeched. "No thanks to you!"
Dora stared at her like she was completely crazy, like Map crazy. "I just went through traveling with these three, fighting off people, buying random crap, and traveling hundreds of miles to come rescue you, and I don't even get an acknowledgement or a thanks?"
DM glared at Dora. "No."
"Anyway," Dora grumbled unhappily. "Let's go."
"ALASKA! CANDYLAND!" Map shrieked.
"Oh yeah," Dora murmured. "I forgot about that." She turned to her parents, smiling broadly. "So how do you feel about a vacation in Alaska?"