Here we have the 3 and maybe final chapter. The ending will suck eggs, but I can't really think of anything else, and I had written it right after I had written the second chapter on paper. X.X;

Well enough chitchat!

Disclaimer: I still don't own it!

A Millennium Road Trip.

Chapter Three.

Last time on a Millennium Road trip!

"Vere is it Dok?"

"Back at the Van."

BOOManime face fault Schro fell over.

Major twitched.

"W-W-WHAAAAAT? What did you say?"

Doc gulped and cowered in fear. "Ulp. N-nothing." Major glared at Doc, his fist in Doc's face.

"My butt you said nothing! Why did you leave the map in the van?"

"But! I didn't think we'd need it at all!"

"Why not?"

"Because, when I read the map it said that there wasn't a Gas Station for about 50,000 miles! It also said that it'd be pretty stupid to drive down this road because of that!"

Schro and Major twitched, turn around and started walking forward again, completely ignoring the Doc. He sighed and ran to catch up with them.

…

Back at the Van.

The captain stood in the shade of the Van, patiently waiting for the others to return and watching tumble weeds go by. They had been gone for about an hour now, and Captain new they'd probably be gone for days. Oh Well.

Captain suddenly looked to his left, down the road. He could hear a distant engine. It sounded like a big car. He waited and the engine got louder and louder until he could see a blue truck, and on top it was a sign that read:

"Fred's Mobile Gas Service"

for those whose beige van died.-

Isn't that convenient? Captain walked to the side of the road and waved his arm. The truck pulled over, and Captain could see a bald trucker, sitting in the drivers seat. Must be Fred, Captain thought as he watched Fred get out of the truck and walk over to the passenger door.

"Wit can Ah do fer ye?" Fred smiled. Yay! Business!

'Oh gawd, an accent.' Captain nodded and pointed to the Van. Fred looked over the tall guys shoulder and his eyes lit up. Ka-Ching!

"Ah see. The van out te gas?"

Captain rolled his eyes and nodded again. 'Now he's being stupid and copping an accent.'

The trucker nodded and the a gas hose from the side of the truck and began to fill up the Van. He turned to the Captain, and was about to start a conversation, but saw the guys bored face.

"A'right. She's filled up. It'll be aboot ten dollars! Thanks for yer service!"

The Trucker was unconscious by the time he held out his hand. Captain grabbed a chain thing from the Van and tied it to the truck, and drove off to find Doc, Schro, and Major.

Back on the Road….

…

Schro was being carried on Doc's back, and Major was marching happily.

"Ah! It reminds me of the hunt!" said Major. Schro blinked.

"The hunt?" he looked down at Doc. "I didn't know that Major was British."

"He's not. He was watching Fairly Odd parents the other day."

"Ah, I see. Simply brilliant!"

Major marched on, then stopped when all three of them heard the rumblings of two, not one, but two engines.

Doc let Schro down and the Beige Van pulled up with a gad tank truck on its tail. Schro squealed and jumped into the van, along with Doc. Major jumped in his seat and applauded Captain.

"Mien Gott! Captain you are the best! And you even got us a gas truck!"

And so. The four crazy and silly Nazi's were on the road again to nowhere.

The End.

…..

It's done! I would like to thank all my reviewers.

Omega Z

DarkHuntressNoyze

Sailor Water Dragon

and NightWarrior!

Thank you all so much! D. I have another story coming up, but it's not really funny. You'll have to read the first chapter and find out. And Maybe I'll continue you this…

Well, Ja ne!