- Skye I swear last time I let you go to the candy store! Shouted Ryder seeing five trucks driving straight under the base

A moment later

- Everything's discharged ... Rubble told them as he walked back ... There are forty-seven boxes. She had to go easy with the expenses.

Ryder swayed on his heels, momentarily losing balance as all the colors drained from his face.

- Forty-seven boxes ?! he repeated, this time actually falling over.

Chase quickly picked up his stiff body and straightened him, but a split second later he fell again.

- Have you seen the bill for all this? Marshall asked.

Ryder looked up with a sudden look of shock on his face.

Among all things, he forgot to look at the sum.

Hearing the conversation, Zuma turned and headed towards the truck driver, where he obediently sat, waiting for his return as soon as possible.

Ryder heard she ask for a pad, nodded, reaching for the seat next to him and handing it to her as she looked down at the paper.

Almost a second later she was lying on the ground, the bill dropped from her paw, her face the epitome of shock.

It was never good.

Ryder hesitantly approached the fallen piece of paper.

He reached towards him with a trembling hand, finally grabbed it.

Swallowing, he braced himself for the worst as he turned him over to read.

- Well ... he said finally ... it's not as bad as I thought. Our bank account can take a thousand dollars less. Dazed and shocked, Zuma looked at him.

- Uhhh ... Ryder?

- Yes?

- ... Move your fingers.

As for what happened next, people aren't sure what to say.

Poor Ryder's vocal cords seemed to have grown ten sizes that day.

His scream was so loud it thundered.

People could only speculate what happened to him.

Windows shattered and a car alarm roared.

The townspeople ran mad and terrified.

When Ryder's echo died down and all the chaos died down, everyone waited for the next thing to do.

He looked as if he needed to lie down a little, because the next words from his mouth were ...

- John is going to kill me.

A lone figure sat in a swivel chair checking the balance of his multi-billion dollar bank account.

his eyes widened in shock as the page loaded.

He scanned the daily transactions page quickly, narrowed his eyes angrily as he read the words

Candy store, adventure bay

- I'll kill him.