Disclaimer: Yeah, I don't own Rocket Power.
Carla snuck into Sammy's room, grabbed his laptop and crept back to her room; she had once again been plagued by nightmares of drowning and decided to take her mind off of it. Reggie had told her the other day that Sammy had developed a program to find out how Carla could get down Capulet Mountain alive and on her mountain board. After hours of searching she gave up, there was no WAY she could do it. She sighed depressed, it had been bad enough suspecting she might not be able to do it but seeing for herself that there was no way physically she could do it was even more depressing. Then, as she was about to shut the laptop off she noticed one thing on the screen "weight of rider", in the space next to it was her own weight written when she had been wearing all her clothes and safety gear.
Carla frowned she slowly started to lower her weight on the computer and found out that if she shed enough weight she could make it! Carla jumped up and dressed as she would, had she been going down the mountain. She jumped on the scales in her bathroom and discovered that her weight was the same as on the computer. ::Creepy:: she thought wondering how Sammy could have known that.
She dashed back to her room and changed to shorter, lighter clothes and jumped back on the scales, she had shed some weight but not enough. She briefly considered going on a crash diet or doing more exercise to lose some weight bet dismissed it almost immediately, she had almost no fat on her as it was because of all the sports she did and muscle weighed more than fat anyway. ::What else can I lose?:: she wondered.
Carla stood in front of the mirror and sighed, she had changed her trainers for lightweight climbing shoes, ditched her socks, lost all her jewellery, stripped her board of paint and EVEN left her helmet, elbow pads and knee pads and she was almost there but she still weighed too much to be able to make it. She flopped down in despair, she was never going to do this; out of habit she pushed her braids out of her eyes and then it hit her! She grabbed her wallet and ran off into town.
"Where could she be?" Carla's dad fumed pacing the dining room, it was lunchtime and no-one had seen Carla.
"I'm sure she's safe, she probably just went out somewhere and forgot to leave a note." Raymundo said peacefully trying to calm Carla's dad down. Just then the phone rang, Twister, who was standing next to it picked it up.
"Hey Twist," said Carla's voice on the other end of the phone "guess where I am."
Twister looked up apprehensively at the huge mountain before him, the squid had said that he could see Carla at the top and even he could see a figure up there too without binoculars.
Carla took a deep breath and hurled herself forward, as soon as the wheels of her board hit the floor she was off at an incredible rate of speed; her eyes watered and she laughed with excitement, she had never gone this fast before! She crouched and gained speed to cross Dead Man's gorge; she zoomed towards the gap. Time slowed down as she flew over the massive drop, she felt the wind flow over and around her body, she was able to appreciate for a moment what it must feel like to fly, the complete freedom of moving in any direction.
She landed on the other side and felt like screaming with joy, she had made it over dead man's gorge! But she had no time to lose her focus now; she still had the rest of the mountain to contend with. As she skidded to a halt at the bottom she jumped off her board and was bombarded by her brothers making a fuss over her, praising her, hugging her, teasing her and generally being her older brothers. She eventually broke free and ran over to the gang, Twister swung her around happily and congratulated her, Reggie gave her a quick hug and grinned proclaiming that this was an article for the 'Zine without a doubt; she and Twister had got the whole thing of film and photos.
"That was some AWESOME air girl." Otto said proudly smacking her on the back.
"But I don't understand how it's possible Carla, I'm sure it's not!" Sam said confused.
"Hey, don't kill the party Squid, all that matters is she did it!" Otto groaned.
"No, Sammy's right. It was impossible; I was physically too heavy to do it." Carla nodded. "As I'm sure you've noticed, I've lost everything that's not necessary, including an almost complete lack of clothes." Carla smiled.
"That's not true, you've still got your hat!" Sammy pointed out.
"It's necessary." Carla said glaring at him.
"And I'm sure Twister noticed you weren't wearing much." Reggie said with a smirk as she looked out of the corner of her eye at Twister who had gone very red. Carla pretended to have not heard and carried on.
"And even though I lost all of that I was still too heavy." She said.
"So how did you make it?" Otto asked curiously.
"Well I had to do something a little drastic." Carla said taking her hat off, the group gasped. Twister ran his hand through her short wavy hair in shock.
"Do you like it?" Carla asked blushing slightly at Twister's touch. He smiled and met her gaze, her face was framed by long blonde bangs.
"It's great." He grinned.
A/N: There's still one more chapter left guys. I'm SO sorry I didn't update for ages!
Carla snuck into Sammy's room, grabbed his laptop and crept back to her room; she had once again been plagued by nightmares of drowning and decided to take her mind off of it. Reggie had told her the other day that Sammy had developed a program to find out how Carla could get down Capulet Mountain alive and on her mountain board. After hours of searching she gave up, there was no WAY she could do it. She sighed depressed, it had been bad enough suspecting she might not be able to do it but seeing for herself that there was no way physically she could do it was even more depressing. Then, as she was about to shut the laptop off she noticed one thing on the screen "weight of rider", in the space next to it was her own weight written when she had been wearing all her clothes and safety gear.
Carla frowned she slowly started to lower her weight on the computer and found out that if she shed enough weight she could make it! Carla jumped up and dressed as she would, had she been going down the mountain. She jumped on the scales in her bathroom and discovered that her weight was the same as on the computer. ::Creepy:: she thought wondering how Sammy could have known that.
She dashed back to her room and changed to shorter, lighter clothes and jumped back on the scales, she had shed some weight but not enough. She briefly considered going on a crash diet or doing more exercise to lose some weight bet dismissed it almost immediately, she had almost no fat on her as it was because of all the sports she did and muscle weighed more than fat anyway. ::What else can I lose?:: she wondered.
Carla stood in front of the mirror and sighed, she had changed her trainers for lightweight climbing shoes, ditched her socks, lost all her jewellery, stripped her board of paint and EVEN left her helmet, elbow pads and knee pads and she was almost there but she still weighed too much to be able to make it. She flopped down in despair, she was never going to do this; out of habit she pushed her braids out of her eyes and then it hit her! She grabbed her wallet and ran off into town.
"Where could she be?" Carla's dad fumed pacing the dining room, it was lunchtime and no-one had seen Carla.
"I'm sure she's safe, she probably just went out somewhere and forgot to leave a note." Raymundo said peacefully trying to calm Carla's dad down. Just then the phone rang, Twister, who was standing next to it picked it up.
"Hey Twist," said Carla's voice on the other end of the phone "guess where I am."
Twister looked up apprehensively at the huge mountain before him, the squid had said that he could see Carla at the top and even he could see a figure up there too without binoculars.
Carla took a deep breath and hurled herself forward, as soon as the wheels of her board hit the floor she was off at an incredible rate of speed; her eyes watered and she laughed with excitement, she had never gone this fast before! She crouched and gained speed to cross Dead Man's gorge; she zoomed towards the gap. Time slowed down as she flew over the massive drop, she felt the wind flow over and around her body, she was able to appreciate for a moment what it must feel like to fly, the complete freedom of moving in any direction.
She landed on the other side and felt like screaming with joy, she had made it over dead man's gorge! But she had no time to lose her focus now; she still had the rest of the mountain to contend with. As she skidded to a halt at the bottom she jumped off her board and was bombarded by her brothers making a fuss over her, praising her, hugging her, teasing her and generally being her older brothers. She eventually broke free and ran over to the gang, Twister swung her around happily and congratulated her, Reggie gave her a quick hug and grinned proclaiming that this was an article for the 'Zine without a doubt; she and Twister had got the whole thing of film and photos.
"That was some AWESOME air girl." Otto said proudly smacking her on the back.
"But I don't understand how it's possible Carla, I'm sure it's not!" Sam said confused.
"Hey, don't kill the party Squid, all that matters is she did it!" Otto groaned.
"No, Sammy's right. It was impossible; I was physically too heavy to do it." Carla nodded. "As I'm sure you've noticed, I've lost everything that's not necessary, including an almost complete lack of clothes." Carla smiled.
"That's not true, you've still got your hat!" Sammy pointed out.
"It's necessary." Carla said glaring at him.
"And I'm sure Twister noticed you weren't wearing much." Reggie said with a smirk as she looked out of the corner of her eye at Twister who had gone very red. Carla pretended to have not heard and carried on.
"And even though I lost all of that I was still too heavy." She said.
"So how did you make it?" Otto asked curiously.
"Well I had to do something a little drastic." Carla said taking her hat off, the group gasped. Twister ran his hand through her short wavy hair in shock.
"Do you like it?" Carla asked blushing slightly at Twister's touch. He smiled and met her gaze, her face was framed by long blonde bangs.
"It's great." He grinned.
A/N: There's still one more chapter left guys. I'm SO sorry I didn't update for ages!