"Mo! Get outta there!" yelled Pete. A large bulldozer was about to run over his helpless, overweight friend, who was lying on the ground.

Just at the last second, Mo rolled to the side. The bulldozer swept over where he would have been… and kept going, heading for Pete!

This time it was Pete who panicked. His version of panicking was just… well… standing there. In fact, he kept standing there until Mo said something.

"Run, Pete, Run!"

And so he did – faster than he had ever run before. He sped all the way to his house and locked the door. Then he rushed to the window to see what the bulldozer would do next.

It was on a collision course – straight towards Pete's house! Pete decided his house was not the safest place to hide, so he ran out again. Slamming the door, he ran over to a tree and scrambled up inside it. Now, he could spy on the bulldozer and whoever was in it.

Meanwhile, Mo was running away from the four other bulldozers which were chasing him. He was trying to find a safe place to hide – but there was none. He just ran and ran and ran until his legs felt like they were going to cave in, and his jiggly, heavy body felt like it was going to burst.

Mo stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face the bulldozers. Who was trying to kill them? Mo tried to get a good look at the people driving the bulldozer, but he couldn't see anyone. Maybe the windows were tinted? He couldn't tell – they weren't that close.

Pete was still in his tree. The bulldozer had destroyed his house, and now he was mad. Very mad. Pete dropped out of the tree and started walking towards the huge machine. The bulldozer had stopped; the person driving must have been deciding what he wanted to do next. Pete walked to the side of the bulldozer and walked up the small steps leading up to the driver's seat.

Pete opened the small glass door…

What?

How was that possible?

Nobody was inside the bulldozer! It was empty!

Mo leaned against a tree, taking a breather. He had to find Pete, but he didn't want to go by the houses, in fear that they would be destroyed. Maybe if he could get out of sight of the bulldozers, he could rest. He decided to sprint to the museum, and try to lose the bulldozers.

3, 2, 1… GO!

Huff Huff Huff Huff Huff Huff Huff Huff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Pant Pant Pant Pant SLAM!

He made it! He was sure he had lost the bulldozers, and now he could rest… maybe have a nice, deep, sleep…

Pete was determined… and creeped out. He was driving the bulldozer, but it had a mind of its own. It did not follow commands – it just went on with its ordinary business of destroying everything in its path.

No matter how hard Pete hit the steering wheel or screamed at the machine, it wouldn't stop. Suddenly, Pete had an idea. A very… clever idea. He just needed to find a bridge…

Pete hopped out of the driver's seat and ran in front of the bulldozer to catch its attention. The bulldozer quickly started to follow Pete as he ran down away from the destroyed houses to the sea. He ran along the stream, following nature's path down to the ocean. Eventually he came to a bridge, and made his way across.

Following him, the bulldozer made its way across the bridge. Fortunately for Pete, the bulldozer did not have a real 'mind' of its own and the bridge broke apart under the heavy strain of the machine. The bulldozer was stuck in the stream and could not get out.

"Yes!" shouted Pete. He had done it. Now he was finally free of…

Rumble Rumble Rumble!

"Ahh!" yelled Pete as he turned to see four more bulldozers heading toward him. He needed another great idea…

"Think, Pete, think!" shouted Pete to himself. The bulldozers were coming in at the speed of…well… bulldozers. Think, Think, Think… Pete had an idea! He ran in front of the bulldozers, weaving and dodging. Eventually, the bulldozers had formed a circle around Pete.

Trapped, Pete confidently stood there. The bulldozers were coming in faster, but Pete knew what to do. As they all came in towards him at the last second, Pete jumped in the air as high as he could. The bulldozers crashed into each other, creating an explosion, which sent Pete flying into the air.

CRASH! AHHHHHHHH! THUMP! CLATTER CLATTER WUMP!

"WHAT'S HAPPENING!" screamed Mo as he jumped up to attention. He scanned the scene. He had been sleeping in the fossil section of the museum. Pete had busted through the roof and had landed on a collection of bones. Now they were scattered around the floor.

"Sorry, Mo," answered Pete as he brushed himself off for the second time that day. "I was in a bit of a predicament…"

"Yeah, I'm just glad you made it, dude. I was trying to think of a solution here."

"Oh, really? You think of anything?"

"Well," Mo paused for a second. "I… got distracted."

Pete sighed. "You fell asleep, didn't you?"

Mo laughed nervously.

Rumble. RUMBLE. RUMBLE!

"We've gotta get outta here, fo shizzle!" shouted Mo, running toward the exit.

"There's more bulldozers!" screamed Pete. When would this ever END?

Pete quickly followed Mo toward the exit. Unfortunately, they discovered a bulldozer was coming in through that way.

"Quickly! Back to the hole in the ceiling!" shouted Pete, grabbing Mo's arm. They raced back to the fossil section, and Pete looked around for anything that could help them get out of there.

He spotted something. Of course - the janitor's closet! He ran over to the door, desperately trying to open it. They didn't have much time.

"Rats!" shouted Pete. "The door's locked! What do we do?"

Mo smiled. He had a plan. His bodyweight equaled 333.33 pounds. He could easily knock down the door. Planting his feet firmly in the ground, he counted to three.

1…2…3…GO!

Mo pushed himself forward, propelling his body towards the door. He ran faster, faster, until he hit the door with such a tremendous force that his body fat rebounded off the wall and sent him flying in the air. He flew through the hole in the ceiling and landed outside on the grass. Fortunately his body cushioned himself as he hit the ground.

Back inside the museum, Pete was still trapped. He could hear the bulldozers coming in closer… what was he going to do now?

That's it for chapter two… reviews anyone? Maybe one more chapter and I'll get a few.

Also, this story is about to become a bit more epic…