The Pet Jet flew through the sky with Blythe, Youngmee, and Mrs. Twombly enjoying the luxury-class plane.
Blythe sat back in her chair. She took a deep breath and sighed.
"Everything is fine, everything is fine..." the designer thought. "You're doing fine. Stay calm. When you get to the resort, you'll have some fun! Fun in the sun!"
As Blythe continued her mental travel, lost in her thoughts, Russell, Zoe, and Pepper were near her seat, discussing their opinions on Blythe's state.
"Poor Blythe," Russell commented. She turned to Pepper. "Maybe you laid it a little thick when you asked her to bring us."
"Yeah, no kiddin'." Pepper sighed. "Me and my big fat mouth..."
"Now, Pepper, you had a right to feel upset," Zoe affirmed. "Though you could've dialed down the drama."
Pepper and Russell both give deadpan stares at Zoe.
"Oh, come on. I'm not that..."
"Worrying Mongoose," Russell replied.
"Madame Pom's visit to the Pet Shop," Pepper added.
"Okay, but..."
"The Largest Ever Pet Shop Job."
"You and Pepper clashed about Penny Ling's anniversary party...!"
"Okay...! You've made your point...!" Zoe huffed. "But I was trying to say is, try not to beat yourself up too much about it. Dwelling on it isn't going to make it disappear."
Pepper sighed. "I guess you're right, Zo."
"Of course, I'm right." Zoe bragged. "I'm always right."
"Largest Ever Pet Shop." Russell and Pepper respond.
Zoe huffed as Russell and Pepper laughed.
"You are never gonna let me live that down, are you?"
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On the Biskit's private jet, Whittany and Brittany were both furious.
"What do you mean there's no signal?!" Whittany yelled.
"Like, how are we supposed to keep up in the world if the stupid airplane doesn't give us a signal, Daddy?!" Brittany added.
Fisher just sipped some coffee and looked up from his copy of Pride and Prejudice.
"You could read," he suggested.
Whittany and Brittany stopped complaining and looked at him like he had grown a second head.
"Who are you, and what have you done with our dad?" Whittany asked.
Fisher just rolled his eyes and got back to reading.
"Seriously, the Daddy we know would never ask us that," Brittany added. "If you're a foreign spy or something, maybe, like, the next time you impersonate someone famous, get your facts checked!"
"Of course. How silly of me." Fisher dryly responded.
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Halfway past the plane ride, Roger's voice came over the intercom.
"Attention, passengers, we have reached our cruising altitude. You are free to move around the cabin."
At that moment, Pepper felt a growl emit from her stomach. She unbuckled herself and got out of the chair. "'Scuse me. Have to make a trip to the little skunk's room."
"Okay, hurry back soon," Zoe said.
A few minutes later, Pepper came out, drying her paws with a paper towel.
However, the plane ran into some heavy turbulence. Most pets strapped in just felt a little jitter, but Pepper was shaking around in the air, getting shaken like a maraca as the jetstream of air collided with the plane. Eventually, one bump flung her into the air, straight towards Blythe's area. Then, she blasted a sickly yellow-greenish musk shot from her tail, much to the passengers' irritation.
"Oh!"
"EW!"
"Oh, lord, where's that smell coming from?!"
"Oh, man, it tastes like puke!"
"Don't say puke!"
As Zoe and Russell picked up the disoriented Pepper from the ground, they and Blythe tried to help her readjust. Which was difficult as they were both using one paw to clench their noses from the musk that still clung to Pepper.
"There, there- hurk- darling. You'll be okay..." Zoe reassured.
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Eventually, it was nighttime, and Blythe let the pets sleep on her lap.
"*sighs* We're almost there." She thought. She turned to the pets. "All right, Blythe. Calm down, girl. Everyone's going to be relaxing. My stress and anxiety will melt away with the beach waves."
She looked down at her companions. "And I'll spend less time freaking them out and more on having fun with them."
She placed gentle hands on Zoe and Pepper. She would've done Russell, but the quills weren't too easy to touch.