Snobow Kids Plus: The Epic Adventure
Rated: PG for some crude humor (and sexual humor in this chapter)
Notes: I'm just gonna skip the "I don't own Snobow Kids Plus" line because you all
already know I don't (and it's OBVIOUS) so bear with me.
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"Uugh...." Slash moaned as he got up off the floor. The Kids -in all their
anger- had given him a black eye and several bruises. He sighed and flopped down on
the couch, exasperated with himself. Why did he have to drive everyone three provinces
away anyway? Such a stupid idea.....
Slash began to sniffle and cry. He couldn't believe what he had been thinking.
As he lay there in self-pity, Linda walked into the room.
"Slash," she said, "I know I beat you up too but...are you okay?"
"Iie...." Slash grumbled, speaking Japanese again.
"I'm real sorry. I guess I was just angry at you for dragging us into this..."
She began, but Slash began to snivel again.
"Manga-masaka!!!!" Slash yelled, speaking his other language again.
"Sorry, but...what?" Linda asked.
"It MEANS, --NO, REALLY!!!!!!!--" Slash cried.
"Slash, I know what you did was really irresponsible, but most of us are
happy you brought us here in the first place. If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be
here." Linda told him.
"H-honto ni?" Slash sniffed, slipping back into Japanese.
"Really." Linda replied. Some things Slash said were actually Japanese
words that Linda had heard before and understood.
"...*sniff*....arigato....." Slash replied. Linda smiled and gave Slash a
hug to help him calm down. She couldn't help but look at the black-haired boy in her
arms, and smiled as her mind remembered another Japanese phrase that could be of use
at the moment....
"Slash..." She said. "....Aishiteru."
Slash quickly looked up with tear-filled eyes at Linda and sniffled.
"Linda....a-aishiteru zu-to...." Slash replied. They held each other tight
again for a while, but the second time they gazed into each others' eyes, something
else happened. They found themselves in an unpenetrable lip-lock. For what seemed
like 10 minutes straight they smooched right there on the sofa, not caring who or what
saw them. Finally they let go of each other and smiled.
"Arigato." Slash said to Linda.
"Do-itashimashite." Linda replied. Her eyes opened. She blinked. She didn't
even know what that word was before. How did she know now? It was as though kissing
Slash gave her the ablilty to speak his other language. They smiled and embraced one
more time before they heard Jam walking down the hotel room corridor, whistling. They
pulled away and sat where they were, turning the TV on. Jam saw them and laughed.
"Since when do you guys watch TV together?" Jam snickered.
"Nani? Aah, uh...." Slash said, forgetting to switch back to English.
"You're watching TV together." Jam repeated.
"D-dewa arimasen!!!!" Slash protested, still forgetting.
"We were not!" Linda said, translating for Slash.
"Oh yeah? Then why are you two sitting on the sofa together, huh?" Jam
taunted.
"GrrrRRR.......JAAAAAAAMMM!!! WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP?!?!?" Linda screeched.
Jam's eyes went wide. He laughed nervously and slipped away into the guys' bedroom.
Linda shook her head.
"He bugs me sometimes." Slash told Linda, switching to English. "But he's
still my best bro."
"I know. But you don't bug me. At least not all the time." Linda smiled,
playing with Slash's hair.
"Yeah, I know..." Slash said with a smile. The two were about to kiss again
when the phone rang.
"I got it." Linda told him, and walked into the kitchen. She picked up the
phone.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Hi, this is Joe again." The 'pizza-dude' answered. "Just wanted to let you
guys know you have a race at Big Snowman at 3 p.m. tomorrow afternoon."
"We do? Awesome!" Linda replied. "Thank you for the update!"
"You're quite welcome. And by the way, dinnertime's getting close, would
you guys like something to eat?"
"Sure!" Linda replied. She put a hand over the phone and called out.
"GUYS!!!" Linda screeched. "WHAT DO YOU WANT TO EAT?!? JOE'S ORDERING ROOM
SERVICE FOR US AGAIN!!!"
"Pizza!" Tommy called out from the guys' room.
"With cheese!" Jam added.
"And pepperoni!" Nancy added.
"And canadian bacon!!!" Ruby added.
"CANADIAN BACON?!?!?" Everyone answered.
"Well, it's on the meat lovers' pizza....." Ruby said sheepishly.
"Okay...." Linda replied. "Mr. Joe, we'd like two pizzas, each with cheese,
pepperoni.....and canadian bacon."
"Canadian bacon?" Joe laughed. "Well, alright. Expect it to arrive at your
guys' room in 20 minutes."
"Thanks!" Linda said happily, and hung up the phone. She ran over to the couch
and jumped over the headboard, landing next to Slash.
"Cool entrance." Slash complimented.
"Thanks." Linda replied. She suddenly noticed something was wrong.....
"Slash.....is-" She began, and saw her reflection in the mirror on the wall.
One of her pigtails was missing the tie, and her hair was hanging straight down.
"SLASH!!! GIMME BACK MY HAIR TIE!!" She yelled, and Slash laughed a little
mischevious laugh as he darted back away from Linda, hiding the tie behind his back
so she wouldn't get it. She pounced on top of him, trying desperately to wrench the
tie free from his hands. Jam walked in and saw the two Kids squirming on the couch,
and mistook it for something else....
"AAAAAAAAAAAH!" He screamed and ran over to them, picked up a sofa pillow
and began bashing Linda and Slash senseless with it. The two abruptly stopped and
gave Jam a look like 'what was that for?'
"What are you DOING?!?" Slash asked him.
"I know why you two were watching TV together now!!!!!" Jam answered. "You
two were-"
"No we weren't!" Linda said. "He just took my hair tie! That's all! I was
trying to get it back from him!"
"So you SAY." Jam answered. "What do you have to say about this, Slash?"
"Whatever it is, I didn't do it." Slash replied innocently.
"Typical Slash." Jam sighed. "Well, if Linda starts growing in size in a few
months, we all know who to blame." He walked out the living room.
"AAAA!!! I'm being blamed AGAIN!!!" Slash said angrily, and flung himself
into Linda's arms. She patted Slash's head.
"It's okay, sweetie...." She soothed him as he began sniffling once again....
* * *
~@ The Next Day @~
- - -
Four of the Kids -Nancy, Jam, Tommy and Pamela- were picked to race on Big
Snowman that day. They sat on the lift, one to a chair, and waited to reach the top
of the mountain. Jam and Nancy kept stealing looks at one another, tickled to be in
a race together. Tommy and Pamela were rolling their eyes at Jam and Nancy's silent
flirting. Jam spoke up.
"Hey Nance, what do you say I treat us two to dinner if I win this race?"
Jam told her.
"Really? Oh Jam, that's so sweet of you!" Nancy squeaked. "I would absolutely
love that!"
"Then how's Friday at 7:00 sound?" Jam asked her.
"Just fine! Oh it's gonna be so much fun...and so romantic..." Nancy said
dreamingly. Tommy groaned.
"Must you two constantly flirt in public? Can our eyes be spared for once?"
Tommy complained.
"You're gonna be doing the same thing when you've got a sweetie." Jam told
Tommy matter-of-factly.
Finally the chairs on the lift pulled up to the top of the hill leading to
the course. Jam stepped off first, and took Nancy by the hand to help her off her
chair. Tommy and Pamela stepped off with no assistance.
"There," Pamela said, "is the resort and equipment station by where the Big
Snowman slope starts. I say let's head there first before we do anything else....."
"Good idea." Tommy agreed. "Let's go there."
"Oh Jam, I'm so cold..." Nancy said, cuddling up to Jam. "Can you help me
warm up?"
Jam, noticing Nancy's obviously-overdone romantic lust, smirked. "What with?
I don't have a blanket..."
"I could use *you*." Nancy suggested.
"Oh look. The two doves are at it again." Tommy said cynically. "When are
you two ever gonna stop with the mushy crud?"
"When you curl up and die." Pamela replied scornfully.
"That wasn't funny!" Tommy shouted at her. "Why is everyone being so mean?"
"You're restricting their freedom of love." Pamela said. "And freedom to love
someone is very important."
"Well they can have freedom of love in a remote bedroom back at the hotel
FAR AWAY FROM ME!!!!" Tommy complained. Jam and Nancy laughed, and so did Pamela.
Tommy snorted angrily and stomped through the thick snow up the hill towards the Big
Snowman resort.
- - -
"Hello, are you four going to be competing in today's race?" The lady at the
front counter asked the four Kids.
"Yeah." Jam replied. "Us four."
"Okay.......how many of you?" The lady asked.
"Us FOUR." Jam repeated.
"Right, um........" She paused, then talked again. "Would you be interested in
purchasing a rental snowboard?"
"Uh, we brought our own." Jam answered. "That's okay."
"Okay then........how many of you have health insurance?" The lady asked.
"All of us, why?" Tommy asked.
"Big Snowman is a challenging slope. Some sections of the track are covered
in sheet ice. We need to have insurance coverage on any racers that get injured."
The lady told the four Kids.
"Sheet ice?" Jam asked, flabbergasted. "What the heck is ice doing on the track
in the first place?"
"We didn't put it there, there's nearby glaciers that sort of melted partially
onto the slope." The lady answered.
"And you still let people RACE on that?!?" Jam asked.
"Afraid so. Look, are you four going to register for the race or not?" The
lady asked, getting impatient.
"Yeah, but the idea of ice on the track makes me kinda nervy...." Jam thought
aloud while signing the contract on the counter. After the other three signed it,
they headed towards the exit door of the building to make their way towards the
slope starting line.
- - -
Tommy, Pamela, Jam and Nancy were lined up at the start line, waiting for Mr.
Dog as usual. After a while, Mr. Dog floated down in his hot-air balloon and looked
at the kids. He gave Jam an amused look.
"What's the matter?" He asked. "You look worried."
"I heard this track has ice on it." Jam answered. "The last thing I wanna do
is break my leg or split my lip open..."
"Don't worry. They opened up a detour in the course that's free of ice. You
should be able to take that route by now." Mr. Dog informed him.
"That's good...." Jam sighed, and Nancy patted his back.
"It's okay, Jam." Nancy told him. "I'll make sure you stay safe and sound."
"Thanks, Nance." Jam told her. Tommy stomped his foot.
"ARGH!!! Mr. Dog, they're doing it again!!!!" Tommy roared. "They keep making
lovey-dovey comments and gestures and stuff and it's driving me crazy!!!"
"I didn't even know those two liked each other." Mr. Dog said albeit cluelessly.
"I say congratulations to those two."
"Thank you!" Jam and Nancy told the snow hound. Tommy pulled at his hat in
frustration as soon as he heard Mr. Dog get out his little pop gun. "Okay, get ready,
kids!" Mr. Dog said. They all faced forward, and then after ready, he shot the gun
and the four kids took off down the slope.
~@ Lap One @~
Tommy is in the lead so far. He's pretty confident that he's got this race
down so far, until he feels himself drifting up in the air from a hit by a parachute.
He hears Nancy giggle as she races past him, just avoiding Tommy landing smack on top
of her. Jam speeds up and catches up with Nancy, they both smile at each other and
Jam lets Nancy pass him up. Nancy smiles and does so, but falls for Jam's trick. He
smacks her with a slapstick and sends her tumbling. "Some boyfriend you are!!!" Nancy
screeches as Jam races away laughing. Pamela saw this act of injustice and pitched a
bomb at Jam. He looked over his shoulder and saw the black ball heading towards him,
tried to steer out of the way but it was too late. All he heard was a big boom as his
suit and some of his skin got singed from the bomb blast. Pamela raced ahead of him
and noticed she was riding on ice. "I thought this detour didn't have ice!!!!" She
says furiously as she tried to keep her balance on the smooth blue ice. She actually
keeps her balance in check as she skids off the ice onto the snow and escapes safely.
Jam isn't so lucky. As soon as his snowboard hits the ice he skitters sideways,
cursing and screaming, into the wall of a cliff to his left. With his long nose bent
and slightly bleeding, he cusses under his breath and gets back on his board, eager
to catch up to Pamela. Nancy and Tommy get across the ice with no problem. At last
after the first long lap, the kids reach the lift. Pamela gets in first, the rest
follow.
Status:
Pamela ~ 1st
Jam ~ 2nd
Nancy ~ 3rd
Tommy ~ 4th
~@ Lap Two/Final Lap @~
Pamela is happy to be in the lead. However, she senses something coming and
uses an invisible item just in case. Sure enough, a gold frying pan comes crashing
down from above and passes right through her invisible self. She giggles with delight
at her little vanishing act's success and speeds away to safety. Back in fourth,
Tommy whines when he realizes his frying pan hit everyone except Pamela and himself.
"I can't believe it..." He grumbles, and goes through another item box in hopes of
getting a second one. Luckily enough, he does. He snickers and lets the pans shoot
up into the sky, waiting for some unlucky Snowboard Kid to get squashed temporarily.
This time it hits home and strikes everybody except Tommy. He laughs and races ahead
of everybody else. They all watch with sweatdrops on their heads as Tommy races away,
and Jam gets up first, determined to stop the chubby one. He slides through a shot
box and gets a few ice shots. He snickers and throws one at Tommy, and surprisingly
enough, Tommy musters up enough nimbleness to evade the shot by turning left. Jam
blinks and Tommy laughs. Jam shoots another one, but this one misses too. Finally
Jam gets so fed up with Tommy's mockery that he runs into an item box, gets a ghost,
and sets it on Tommy. Tommy whines and complains as he slows down to a crawl, watching
Jam race away with a grin on his face. It's only a few hundred meters to the finish
line now that everyone's past the hazards such as the ice, and so far nothing seems
to be stopping Jam. Tommy releases a ghost but it hits Pamela instead. Nancy sends
a frying pan out but for some reason it squishes herself as well as Tommy and Pamela.
Pamela sends a bunch of heatseeking slapsticks after Jam but he takes a sharp turn and
all the shots collide with the wall. The three children cry out in defeat as they
watch Jam pull farther and farther away.....
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOALL!"
"OH YEAH!!!! I *AM* THE TRICK MASTER!!!!" Jam gloats as soon as he comes to a
stop. The other three kids pull across the finish line and sigh in remorse as Jam
laughs and dances in victory. A pretty girl walks across the finish area holding a
large trophy and a large bundle of money, and smiles at Jam.
"Congratulations!" She says sweetly. "Here's your prizes."
Jam looks up at the girl and blushes furiously as his eyes scan her from her
waist, and stop at her chest, and then go up to her face. He smiles and puts his
arm around her shoulder.
"Thank you for the stuff, cutie." Jam hits on her. The girl blushes and smiles.
"You're welcome..." She replies, a little embarassed. Suddenly the two look
up and see a VERY angry Nancy heading towards them. Her face is red and she has a huge
vein popping out of her forehead.
"Y-Y-Y..." She says, too angry to speak.
"What's wrong? Something stuck in your throat?" Jam asks.
"Y..you cheat!!! First you trick me, then you hit me with a slapstick, and
THEN you hit on another girl right in front of my face?!? That does it!!!
Jam Kuehnemund, you are A DEAD BOY!!!!!!"
Jam screams and takes off, dropping the trophy, the money and his snowboard as
he takes off as far as he can go, hoping Nancy won't catch up to him and possibly
kill him. Pamela and Tommy look at one another, and sigh in exasperation.
"Well," Pamela says to Tommy, "there goes one boy that worried about being
hurt by ice, when all he had to worry about when it came to injuries was his own
girlfriend."
* * *
A police car pulls up to the parking lot of the Rookie Mountain resort.
A cop walks out and enters the resort registration building. He walks up to the desk
and holds up his badge as soon as the lady at the desk looks at him.
"Officer Wills of the Canada Mountie squadron." He says, introducing himself
and then continuing, "I'm looking for a band of eight children."
"Are they wearing snowboarding outfits?" The lady replies.
"Yes, based on this photo-" -he holds up the photo taken when all the kids were
in the car- "-it seems so."
"I think they're staying a few nights at the hotel a few towns south." The
lady replied.
"Thank you. That's all I needed to know." The officer puts away his badge and
the photo, and heads out the door replying to a message over his walkie-talkie.
"Did he mean the Snowboard Kids?" The lady wonders out loud. "Oh dear....."
Rated: PG for some crude humor (and sexual humor in this chapter)
Notes: I'm just gonna skip the "I don't own Snobow Kids Plus" line because you all
already know I don't (and it's OBVIOUS) so bear with me.
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"Uugh...." Slash moaned as he got up off the floor. The Kids -in all their
anger- had given him a black eye and several bruises. He sighed and flopped down on
the couch, exasperated with himself. Why did he have to drive everyone three provinces
away anyway? Such a stupid idea.....
Slash began to sniffle and cry. He couldn't believe what he had been thinking.
As he lay there in self-pity, Linda walked into the room.
"Slash," she said, "I know I beat you up too but...are you okay?"
"Iie...." Slash grumbled, speaking Japanese again.
"I'm real sorry. I guess I was just angry at you for dragging us into this..."
She began, but Slash began to snivel again.
"Manga-masaka!!!!" Slash yelled, speaking his other language again.
"Sorry, but...what?" Linda asked.
"It MEANS, --NO, REALLY!!!!!!!--" Slash cried.
"Slash, I know what you did was really irresponsible, but most of us are
happy you brought us here in the first place. If it wasn't for you, we wouldn't be
here." Linda told him.
"H-honto ni?" Slash sniffed, slipping back into Japanese.
"Really." Linda replied. Some things Slash said were actually Japanese
words that Linda had heard before and understood.
"...*sniff*....arigato....." Slash replied. Linda smiled and gave Slash a
hug to help him calm down. She couldn't help but look at the black-haired boy in her
arms, and smiled as her mind remembered another Japanese phrase that could be of use
at the moment....
"Slash..." She said. "....Aishiteru."
Slash quickly looked up with tear-filled eyes at Linda and sniffled.
"Linda....a-aishiteru zu-to...." Slash replied. They held each other tight
again for a while, but the second time they gazed into each others' eyes, something
else happened. They found themselves in an unpenetrable lip-lock. For what seemed
like 10 minutes straight they smooched right there on the sofa, not caring who or what
saw them. Finally they let go of each other and smiled.
"Arigato." Slash said to Linda.
"Do-itashimashite." Linda replied. Her eyes opened. She blinked. She didn't
even know what that word was before. How did she know now? It was as though kissing
Slash gave her the ablilty to speak his other language. They smiled and embraced one
more time before they heard Jam walking down the hotel room corridor, whistling. They
pulled away and sat where they were, turning the TV on. Jam saw them and laughed.
"Since when do you guys watch TV together?" Jam snickered.
"Nani? Aah, uh...." Slash said, forgetting to switch back to English.
"You're watching TV together." Jam repeated.
"D-dewa arimasen!!!!" Slash protested, still forgetting.
"We were not!" Linda said, translating for Slash.
"Oh yeah? Then why are you two sitting on the sofa together, huh?" Jam
taunted.
"GrrrRRR.......JAAAAAAAMMM!!! WILL YOU JUST SHUT UP?!?!?" Linda screeched.
Jam's eyes went wide. He laughed nervously and slipped away into the guys' bedroom.
Linda shook her head.
"He bugs me sometimes." Slash told Linda, switching to English. "But he's
still my best bro."
"I know. But you don't bug me. At least not all the time." Linda smiled,
playing with Slash's hair.
"Yeah, I know..." Slash said with a smile. The two were about to kiss again
when the phone rang.
"I got it." Linda told him, and walked into the kitchen. She picked up the
phone.
"Hello?" She asked.
"Hi, this is Joe again." The 'pizza-dude' answered. "Just wanted to let you
guys know you have a race at Big Snowman at 3 p.m. tomorrow afternoon."
"We do? Awesome!" Linda replied. "Thank you for the update!"
"You're quite welcome. And by the way, dinnertime's getting close, would
you guys like something to eat?"
"Sure!" Linda replied. She put a hand over the phone and called out.
"GUYS!!!" Linda screeched. "WHAT DO YOU WANT TO EAT?!? JOE'S ORDERING ROOM
SERVICE FOR US AGAIN!!!"
"Pizza!" Tommy called out from the guys' room.
"With cheese!" Jam added.
"And pepperoni!" Nancy added.
"And canadian bacon!!!" Ruby added.
"CANADIAN BACON?!?!?" Everyone answered.
"Well, it's on the meat lovers' pizza....." Ruby said sheepishly.
"Okay...." Linda replied. "Mr. Joe, we'd like two pizzas, each with cheese,
pepperoni.....and canadian bacon."
"Canadian bacon?" Joe laughed. "Well, alright. Expect it to arrive at your
guys' room in 20 minutes."
"Thanks!" Linda said happily, and hung up the phone. She ran over to the couch
and jumped over the headboard, landing next to Slash.
"Cool entrance." Slash complimented.
"Thanks." Linda replied. She suddenly noticed something was wrong.....
"Slash.....is-" She began, and saw her reflection in the mirror on the wall.
One of her pigtails was missing the tie, and her hair was hanging straight down.
"SLASH!!! GIMME BACK MY HAIR TIE!!" She yelled, and Slash laughed a little
mischevious laugh as he darted back away from Linda, hiding the tie behind his back
so she wouldn't get it. She pounced on top of him, trying desperately to wrench the
tie free from his hands. Jam walked in and saw the two Kids squirming on the couch,
and mistook it for something else....
"AAAAAAAAAAAH!" He screamed and ran over to them, picked up a sofa pillow
and began bashing Linda and Slash senseless with it. The two abruptly stopped and
gave Jam a look like 'what was that for?'
"What are you DOING?!?" Slash asked him.
"I know why you two were watching TV together now!!!!!" Jam answered. "You
two were-"
"No we weren't!" Linda said. "He just took my hair tie! That's all! I was
trying to get it back from him!"
"So you SAY." Jam answered. "What do you have to say about this, Slash?"
"Whatever it is, I didn't do it." Slash replied innocently.
"Typical Slash." Jam sighed. "Well, if Linda starts growing in size in a few
months, we all know who to blame." He walked out the living room.
"AAAA!!! I'm being blamed AGAIN!!!" Slash said angrily, and flung himself
into Linda's arms. She patted Slash's head.
"It's okay, sweetie...." She soothed him as he began sniffling once again....
* * *
~@ The Next Day @~
- - -
Four of the Kids -Nancy, Jam, Tommy and Pamela- were picked to race on Big
Snowman that day. They sat on the lift, one to a chair, and waited to reach the top
of the mountain. Jam and Nancy kept stealing looks at one another, tickled to be in
a race together. Tommy and Pamela were rolling their eyes at Jam and Nancy's silent
flirting. Jam spoke up.
"Hey Nance, what do you say I treat us two to dinner if I win this race?"
Jam told her.
"Really? Oh Jam, that's so sweet of you!" Nancy squeaked. "I would absolutely
love that!"
"Then how's Friday at 7:00 sound?" Jam asked her.
"Just fine! Oh it's gonna be so much fun...and so romantic..." Nancy said
dreamingly. Tommy groaned.
"Must you two constantly flirt in public? Can our eyes be spared for once?"
Tommy complained.
"You're gonna be doing the same thing when you've got a sweetie." Jam told
Tommy matter-of-factly.
Finally the chairs on the lift pulled up to the top of the hill leading to
the course. Jam stepped off first, and took Nancy by the hand to help her off her
chair. Tommy and Pamela stepped off with no assistance.
"There," Pamela said, "is the resort and equipment station by where the Big
Snowman slope starts. I say let's head there first before we do anything else....."
"Good idea." Tommy agreed. "Let's go there."
"Oh Jam, I'm so cold..." Nancy said, cuddling up to Jam. "Can you help me
warm up?"
Jam, noticing Nancy's obviously-overdone romantic lust, smirked. "What with?
I don't have a blanket..."
"I could use *you*." Nancy suggested.
"Oh look. The two doves are at it again." Tommy said cynically. "When are
you two ever gonna stop with the mushy crud?"
"When you curl up and die." Pamela replied scornfully.
"That wasn't funny!" Tommy shouted at her. "Why is everyone being so mean?"
"You're restricting their freedom of love." Pamela said. "And freedom to love
someone is very important."
"Well they can have freedom of love in a remote bedroom back at the hotel
FAR AWAY FROM ME!!!!" Tommy complained. Jam and Nancy laughed, and so did Pamela.
Tommy snorted angrily and stomped through the thick snow up the hill towards the Big
Snowman resort.
- - -
"Hello, are you four going to be competing in today's race?" The lady at the
front counter asked the four Kids.
"Yeah." Jam replied. "Us four."
"Okay.......how many of you?" The lady asked.
"Us FOUR." Jam repeated.
"Right, um........" She paused, then talked again. "Would you be interested in
purchasing a rental snowboard?"
"Uh, we brought our own." Jam answered. "That's okay."
"Okay then........how many of you have health insurance?" The lady asked.
"All of us, why?" Tommy asked.
"Big Snowman is a challenging slope. Some sections of the track are covered
in sheet ice. We need to have insurance coverage on any racers that get injured."
The lady told the four Kids.
"Sheet ice?" Jam asked, flabbergasted. "What the heck is ice doing on the track
in the first place?"
"We didn't put it there, there's nearby glaciers that sort of melted partially
onto the slope." The lady answered.
"And you still let people RACE on that?!?" Jam asked.
"Afraid so. Look, are you four going to register for the race or not?" The
lady asked, getting impatient.
"Yeah, but the idea of ice on the track makes me kinda nervy...." Jam thought
aloud while signing the contract on the counter. After the other three signed it,
they headed towards the exit door of the building to make their way towards the
slope starting line.
- - -
Tommy, Pamela, Jam and Nancy were lined up at the start line, waiting for Mr.
Dog as usual. After a while, Mr. Dog floated down in his hot-air balloon and looked
at the kids. He gave Jam an amused look.
"What's the matter?" He asked. "You look worried."
"I heard this track has ice on it." Jam answered. "The last thing I wanna do
is break my leg or split my lip open..."
"Don't worry. They opened up a detour in the course that's free of ice. You
should be able to take that route by now." Mr. Dog informed him.
"That's good...." Jam sighed, and Nancy patted his back.
"It's okay, Jam." Nancy told him. "I'll make sure you stay safe and sound."
"Thanks, Nance." Jam told her. Tommy stomped his foot.
"ARGH!!! Mr. Dog, they're doing it again!!!!" Tommy roared. "They keep making
lovey-dovey comments and gestures and stuff and it's driving me crazy!!!"
"I didn't even know those two liked each other." Mr. Dog said albeit cluelessly.
"I say congratulations to those two."
"Thank you!" Jam and Nancy told the snow hound. Tommy pulled at his hat in
frustration as soon as he heard Mr. Dog get out his little pop gun. "Okay, get ready,
kids!" Mr. Dog said. They all faced forward, and then after ready, he shot the gun
and the four kids took off down the slope.
~@ Lap One @~
Tommy is in the lead so far. He's pretty confident that he's got this race
down so far, until he feels himself drifting up in the air from a hit by a parachute.
He hears Nancy giggle as she races past him, just avoiding Tommy landing smack on top
of her. Jam speeds up and catches up with Nancy, they both smile at each other and
Jam lets Nancy pass him up. Nancy smiles and does so, but falls for Jam's trick. He
smacks her with a slapstick and sends her tumbling. "Some boyfriend you are!!!" Nancy
screeches as Jam races away laughing. Pamela saw this act of injustice and pitched a
bomb at Jam. He looked over his shoulder and saw the black ball heading towards him,
tried to steer out of the way but it was too late. All he heard was a big boom as his
suit and some of his skin got singed from the bomb blast. Pamela raced ahead of him
and noticed she was riding on ice. "I thought this detour didn't have ice!!!!" She
says furiously as she tried to keep her balance on the smooth blue ice. She actually
keeps her balance in check as she skids off the ice onto the snow and escapes safely.
Jam isn't so lucky. As soon as his snowboard hits the ice he skitters sideways,
cursing and screaming, into the wall of a cliff to his left. With his long nose bent
and slightly bleeding, he cusses under his breath and gets back on his board, eager
to catch up to Pamela. Nancy and Tommy get across the ice with no problem. At last
after the first long lap, the kids reach the lift. Pamela gets in first, the rest
follow.
Status:
Pamela ~ 1st
Jam ~ 2nd
Nancy ~ 3rd
Tommy ~ 4th
~@ Lap Two/Final Lap @~
Pamela is happy to be in the lead. However, she senses something coming and
uses an invisible item just in case. Sure enough, a gold frying pan comes crashing
down from above and passes right through her invisible self. She giggles with delight
at her little vanishing act's success and speeds away to safety. Back in fourth,
Tommy whines when he realizes his frying pan hit everyone except Pamela and himself.
"I can't believe it..." He grumbles, and goes through another item box in hopes of
getting a second one. Luckily enough, he does. He snickers and lets the pans shoot
up into the sky, waiting for some unlucky Snowboard Kid to get squashed temporarily.
This time it hits home and strikes everybody except Tommy. He laughs and races ahead
of everybody else. They all watch with sweatdrops on their heads as Tommy races away,
and Jam gets up first, determined to stop the chubby one. He slides through a shot
box and gets a few ice shots. He snickers and throws one at Tommy, and surprisingly
enough, Tommy musters up enough nimbleness to evade the shot by turning left. Jam
blinks and Tommy laughs. Jam shoots another one, but this one misses too. Finally
Jam gets so fed up with Tommy's mockery that he runs into an item box, gets a ghost,
and sets it on Tommy. Tommy whines and complains as he slows down to a crawl, watching
Jam race away with a grin on his face. It's only a few hundred meters to the finish
line now that everyone's past the hazards such as the ice, and so far nothing seems
to be stopping Jam. Tommy releases a ghost but it hits Pamela instead. Nancy sends
a frying pan out but for some reason it squishes herself as well as Tommy and Pamela.
Pamela sends a bunch of heatseeking slapsticks after Jam but he takes a sharp turn and
all the shots collide with the wall. The three children cry out in defeat as they
watch Jam pull farther and farther away.....
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOALL!"
"OH YEAH!!!! I *AM* THE TRICK MASTER!!!!" Jam gloats as soon as he comes to a
stop. The other three kids pull across the finish line and sigh in remorse as Jam
laughs and dances in victory. A pretty girl walks across the finish area holding a
large trophy and a large bundle of money, and smiles at Jam.
"Congratulations!" She says sweetly. "Here's your prizes."
Jam looks up at the girl and blushes furiously as his eyes scan her from her
waist, and stop at her chest, and then go up to her face. He smiles and puts his
arm around her shoulder.
"Thank you for the stuff, cutie." Jam hits on her. The girl blushes and smiles.
"You're welcome..." She replies, a little embarassed. Suddenly the two look
up and see a VERY angry Nancy heading towards them. Her face is red and she has a huge
vein popping out of her forehead.
"Y-Y-Y..." She says, too angry to speak.
"What's wrong? Something stuck in your throat?" Jam asks.
"Y..you cheat!!! First you trick me, then you hit me with a slapstick, and
THEN you hit on another girl right in front of my face?!? That does it!!!
Jam Kuehnemund, you are A DEAD BOY!!!!!!"
Jam screams and takes off, dropping the trophy, the money and his snowboard as
he takes off as far as he can go, hoping Nancy won't catch up to him and possibly
kill him. Pamela and Tommy look at one another, and sigh in exasperation.
"Well," Pamela says to Tommy, "there goes one boy that worried about being
hurt by ice, when all he had to worry about when it came to injuries was his own
girlfriend."
* * *
A police car pulls up to the parking lot of the Rookie Mountain resort.
A cop walks out and enters the resort registration building. He walks up to the desk
and holds up his badge as soon as the lady at the desk looks at him.
"Officer Wills of the Canada Mountie squadron." He says, introducing himself
and then continuing, "I'm looking for a band of eight children."
"Are they wearing snowboarding outfits?" The lady replies.
"Yes, based on this photo-" -he holds up the photo taken when all the kids were
in the car- "-it seems so."
"I think they're staying a few nights at the hotel a few towns south." The
lady replied.
"Thank you. That's all I needed to know." The officer puts away his badge and
the photo, and heads out the door replying to a message over his walkie-talkie.
"Did he mean the Snowboard Kids?" The lady wonders out loud. "Oh dear....."