Everyone gave Ed Crosswire a shocked look.

Mr. Crosswire panicked after he said that, "She is going to kill me… That is her prized possession; she would die if something happened to that car! Every day after she is done school I see her clean it."

Mr. Frensky reassured him, "No, we steal the car in the evening, and when no one is around. I feel guilty about doing it but to ensure my daughters safety, we have to do something gutsy."

Reno took the list from Mr. Crosswire, "Where the hell are we going to find a Mercedes Benz 600? And a Rolls Royce Phantom? My god! Those cars are next to impossible to find."

Mr. Crosswire calmed Reno down, "We can easily get some of these cars, but finding the rarities will be hard."

Mr. Frensky sighed, "A Lotus Esprit? A new model Buick Rendezvous? A Bentley!" Mr. Crosswire started cursing now as Moss took the sheet.

Moss read it, "A 1975 Cadillac Fleetwood? A 1973 Lincoln Continental? A 1972 Plymouth Barracuda, a 1980 Lamborghini Miura."

"It is next to impossible, most of these cars are hard to find, out of production and cost upwards to a million dollars. Freeman will kill us if we were to steal all these cars." Reno said sadly.

Frensky was nearly crying, "I just want my daughter back, they are sick! These guys want a 1969 Dodge Daytona where do they expect me to steal one? Same with the Porsche 911 Twin Turbo."

Buck started to talk, "Cruise Night has a few of these cars, what we could do is use sleeping gas, we work on taking them while everyone is out."

The evening had come, Reno had gone to the Armstrong's, "I am so sorry to do this," he had jimmied the lock of the red Ferrari and hotwired the car and drove off.

She had heard her prized possession revving up and it had driven off into the night. She ran outside, "My Car!"

Reno had sped off towards Teal County as she had called the police, within moments a police car was following him but couldn't catch up his ride was way too fast; he realized that the police wouldn't have any jurisdiction outside their own county.

Moss had found a white Mercedes Benz CL 500 he had done the same thing the owner called the police and soon another cop car was on him, this car wasn't really built for speed, but he was nearing 60 MPH. Mr. Crosswire was at a hidden pickup point near the warehouse, he and Mr. Frensky were parked there.

Reno was a bit apprehensive of this plot of stealing cars, "What am I going to tell my wife?"

"You are whipped man!" Moss joked, "What your wife don't know, don't hurt her, like my wife doesn't know I argued with her when we dated on and off about getting a tattoo, and she said I shouldn't, but I got a tattoo of Johnny Cash on my ass but she doesn't even know about it…"

Everyone just looked at Moss.

"Johnny Cash is the man!" Buck yelled, "We but we don't need to know you have a tattoo of him on your ass that may be a bit too obsessive."


Sue Ellen woke up, it was a new day, and to her she felt like she could conquer the world…

Really? No.

This was a definite lie, Max probably had some strange curse or something, she couldn't do it she couldn't face the outside world at all. She was having a hard time coping with the situation after all that has happened with finding out she was related to the poor tiger boy; she had all means to be upset over it without criticism from her peers.

Her mother was in the kitchen already dressed in her best casual clothes for school that day, she had sipped her coffee and smiled sadly at her, mainly because her car was stolen she was upset, "You see, a good nights sleep is all you needed…"

"Hmph…" Sue Ellen nodded in disbelief, "I'd rather not face the outside world today…"

"Come on, it isn't that bad, it is nice today, it stopped snowing," Mrs. Armstrong commented, as her voice turned to annoyance, "Despite someone stole my car…" she changed the topic, "I am going to school today because I need to teach."

"I heard you crying all night…" Sue Ellen noted as it was most certainly true.

"I bought the car, to make me feel young again," Mrs. Armstrong explained then sighed, "It is time for us to go to school."

They had walked to school proper despite Mr. Armstrong using the other vehicle… the mini-van to take her brother to her mother in laws. And he would be off to work.

The next day Max went to see his friends, he was a few inches shorter, two inches shorter than Sue Ellen's height, his clothes didn't fit too well he looked like he was a year younger, Sue Ellen swallowed her sadness, she was trying to figure out what was wrong, but it was too early to tell.

Sue Ellen of course was thinking the worse as he got to school, he had just turned a few weeks ago 10; he looked like he was 9 years old, a fourth grader, a year younger, and a few inches shorter to around her height. She seemed a bit upset when she saw him, "Do you know what the problem was?"

"No…" Max replied nervously then thought of something, "I am not as tall as I was yesterday…"

She panicked, she was pacing left and right now, but Max had reassured her that nothing was wrong; when they had arrived at the school; Sue Ellen took Max to the nurse's office, trying to remain calm, "I think there is something wrong with him…"

"He is a few inches shorter than the last time I saw him…" The nurse replied but this was the killer, "Other than that he looks to be in perfect health."

Sue Ellen had ran off almost in tears, there was something wrong with Max, and she was about to get to the bottom of it; she had seen Fern talking to Prunella, and she looked at her, "What did you do?"

Fern sighed, "You think I had done something?"

"Max shorter than me; he is normally two or three inches taller than me!" Prunella separated them; they both looked like they were going to fight, "What did you do to my cousin!"

This was an awful mistake, Buster overheard, "You are related to Max, and that means you are an alien."

Fern and Sue Ellen both looked at Buster, they had both said at the same time, "Shut up Buster!"

Buster ran off saying, "I am going to tell everyone."

Sue Ellen followed suit and she caught up to him, "Please don't, I won't tell anyone you weren't born off planet!"

"Can I post it on my blog?"

"NO!"

"Tell in a chat room?"

"Buster, if I said no the first time, what makes you think I will say yes the second time? You are so immature it isn't funny!"

Fern chuckled as he heard Sue Ellen argue with Buster, it was classic. However Sue Ellen had enough and she went to class.

Fern turned to Buster, "Don't do anything to upset her; I know I probably did something when I accidentally curse him, and don't interfere in other peoples arguments or I could use that thing on you!"

Buster looked a bit nervous, he was intimidated more of Fern than Sue Ellen, he sighed sadly, "Well, what is worse is that Mrs. Armstrong brought in everyone's grandparents, just think of all the embarrassing stories they will tell."

Fern of course had a huge grin, "I am sure they will enlighten us with many stories, many interesting stories that is."

Buster sighed as he lowered his head nervously he was embarrassed, "Yea…"

Fern smiled, "It isn't all going to be bad, like my grandfather worked as a millwright…"

"That sounds boring," Buster commented, but joked, "And Sue Ellen's grandparents are evil aliens in disguise."

"Buster, please…" Fern protested as she heard enough, "Sue Ellen has had it tough for the past 24 hours; she I think is upset because of Francine."

"Or you know who." Buster smiled.

"Don't mention her about April…" Fern warned, then smiled, "Or I will have to use the wand and blow up your house."

"You wouldn't dare!"

Fern pulled out the wand and pointed it at a tree about thirty yards away, the tree was about 10 years old, and it had exploded, "See?"

Buster nearly wet his pants, "Eep…"

"Don't say a word when Sue Ellen's grandma talks today."

"I won't!"

"Or we can see how you look if you were dressed up like a baby…" Fern chuckled as she pointed the wand at Buster.

Buster said nothing.

Fern continued to point the wand at the rabbit boy, "Good, then we are in this together, you behave yourself and I won't do some stupid curse to you."

"Fair enough…" Buster replied as they both shook hands.

To Be Continued.