The gang traveled at breakneck speed along the interstate. They were already past the downtown Peach Creek area and were on their way to the airport. It was almost midnight yet they still had a longs way to go. Two of the boys felt especially sleepy during the trip.
Double-D slept in the back while Eddy slept on top of him, his foot on top of Double-D's forehead. Ed was sticking out from the side of the carriage with his mouth wide open and his tongue flowing against the momentum, like some kind of terrifying dog.
The gang was no match for the hustle and bustle of the city, unfortunately. They had gained much unwanted attention during the journey.
Almost immediately, the sounds of sirens were blared into their ears. Rolf squinted his eyes in suspicion and looked into his rear-view mirror - which happened to be just a conventional handheld mirror duck-taped to the side - and saw a patrol vehicle speeding towards them.
"Wilfred, cease your movements!" Rolf ordered. Wilfred came to a sliding halt and swerved to the side of the highway right under a streetlight. It illuminated the entire scene. The police cruiser parked behind them and a chubby officer with sunglasses and a donut stepped out moments later. He marched to the carriage and looked up at an annoyed Rolf.
"Sir, I need to see your license. 'Fraid you'll need proper authorization to drive unregulated vehicles," said the man in blue while nipping at a sprinkle.
"Son of a gun! Must Rolf have to stop at every turn?!" Rolf cursed quite loudly.
Rolf sticked his hand into his shirt and started rummaging through it. Meanwhile, the whole commotion had woken Double-D and Eddy. Eddy got up, yawned, and rubbed his eyes. "Is it daytime already?" said the drowsy Eddy. His expression quickly turned to fear. Eddy froze as soon as he saw blue and red lights. Double-D was about to get up, but Eddy pushed him down. They were both ducked behind a crate of wooden ducks.
"Eddy, what is the meaning of this?" asked Double-D.
"Shut up, sockhead!" hissed Eddy, "We got some flatfeet on our tail!"
"Excuse me?!"
Upon realizing Ed would draw attention, Eddy grabbed Ed's leg and pulled him down. "You too, lumpy." It didn't take very long for Double-D to figure out what was happening. He saw the blue and red reflected off of the supplies around him. "Are we are being apprehended by the authorities!?" said Double-D in a loud, surprised tone. Eddy placed his palm over the sockhead's mouth and shushed him. Eddy nodded yes while maintaining an annoyed look on his face.
Double-D gagged when Eddy's unwashed hand left his lips. He promptly grabbed a tissue from his pocket. Ed suddenly barged in on the conversation and said, "I remember! This is the start of the zombie apocalypse! The policeman is gonna arrest us and put us in his car and we drive on the road and the policeman talks to us and he accidentally hits a zombie on the road! And that's how it will go down!" The other Eds stared at him in silence while Ed just smiled.
Suddenly, the police officer screamed. The three Eds peeked overhead to find Rolf in a violent struggle with the cop. Rolf grabbed his arm and gave him a noogie. Then, he gave him a tight bear hug and somersaulted to slam him onto the ground. The officer smashed into the concrete and lost consciousness. His entire body was deep inside the smashed concrete with only his head exposed. Rolf brushed his hands off as if it were an everyday activity. The new Toyuyek hummed and boarded the driver's seat once again. Eddy sat there with his mouth open and Ed clapped. Double-D, however, was quite shocked.
"Rolf!" shouted Double-D, "What in Sam Hill is wrong with you!? Do you realize what you've done?!" Double-D grabbed Rolf's shirt and looked him in the eyes. Rolf simply laughed a hearty laugh and wrapped his arm around Double-D's shoulder. "Nothing to fear, Double-D Ed-boy. Rolf knew that I would succeed, yes? In the Old Country, if the town guard gives one a silly paper morsel, then it shall be a duel!" Double-D raised his voice again and said, "ROLF! You have just committed an aggravated assault on a police officer. We have just violated the strict codes set in the lawbook! We are now FUGITIVES! Fugitives, I say!" He then started bawling. Rolf ignored it all, however. He went right back to driving Wilfred.
"Hee-yah!"
Wilfred turned his attention away from the cop's donut and charged. The gang was once again on the trail. Unbeknownst to them, the cop regained consciousness as they drove off. He squirmed around even though his entire body below his neck was immobile. Eventually, he grabbed his radio nearby with his teeth. "Dispatch... we have an assault on an officer on uh... Interstate 3. Suspect is escaping on a brown wooden vehicle, over." The cop then went unconscious again.
"Increase your pace, Wilfred! Hee-yah!" ordered Rolf. Wilfred squealed and somehow they were going twice as fast. The sharp rise in speed jolted the unprepared Eds backwards, almost nearly sending Eddy flying off. "Geez, Rolf, you're gonna kill us!" shouted Eddy, dazed from the force.
Rolf turned his head around and glared at Eddy. "If Rolf were to kill you, I'd have done it many moons ago!" However, when Rolf took his eyes off the road, the carriage immediately swerved to the side and was about to crash into a barrier. "AHHH!" screamed the Eds. Rolf realized this indication and swiftly turned back to the front. He pulled tightly on the ropes. Wilfred tried to brake, but the force was too much. The carriage's wheel popped and caused sparks as they drifted.
The boys were launched off of the carriage upon impact of the barrier. Eddy was the first to be shot out: "Mommy!" Then came Double-D: "Oh dear!" Ed was next: "Gravy!" Then the last was Rolf: "Shaklava!" They all screamed. But miraculously, they only fell onto the roof of a nearby building. Eddy, however, crashed through a billboard on his way down. He had made a large hole in the teeth of a smiling boy with an Antonucci-8000® Electric Toothbrush in his hand.
Rolf got up and screamed back at the highway. "Wilfred! Come to Rolf! Make usage of the road!" Wilfred did not fully understand Rolf and decided to jump to the roof they were on. The world seemed to be in slow motion for a bit. Wilfred, though he had the weight of a huge carriage behind him, managed to make the gap. Just barely.
Wilfred grabbed onto the ledge, but he was almost thrusted downwards from the carriage dragging him down. Rolf ran and grabbed Wilfred's hoof to help pull him up. But even Rolf couldn't muster the strength to save his pig. The three Eds looked at each other, and without saying a word, joined in on the tug-o-war. Eddy grabbed ahold of Rolf's shirt while Double-D and Ed grabbed his.
"Arr! Eef! Rolf cannot hold this for much longer!"
"C'mon, Rolfy boy! We can't lose all those goodies in there!"
"My hands are slipping like buttered toast fresh from the freezer!"
"Oh my! Curse my lack of upper body strength! Gah!"
Finally, with a final pull, the boys launched Wilfred upwards above them. Simultaneously, they all cheered. A small shadow appeared around Eddy and Ed, who were both dancing. Ed stopped and pointed to the air saying, "They need to fix the sky, Eddy." The carriage fell down on them and killed the festive mood.
"Eddy? Ed? Are you all right?" asked a worried Double-D. As if on cue, two pink hands emerged from under the wreckage. Eddy dragged himself out, though Ed was nowhere to be seen. Eddy gritted his teeth. "I can't believe it!" said Eddy, "All of that for nothing!" He waved his hands towards the broken carriage and kicked the ground. A muffled voice spoke out from under the carriage and said, "I'm okay!" Ed pulled himself out.
"Hmm. You are fast to give up, three-haired Ed-boy. Rolf needs not the burden of a wooden doohickey when Rolf has access to the three guardians of Yeshmiyek!" inquired Rolf.
And thus, with their vehicle gone, they were forced to carry the items upon their backs. Ed had no problem and instead stuffed all of his items inside his jacket. However, there was still one problem left. "Pardon me, Rolf," said Double-D, "But how do you suppose we get off the roof of this building?" Rolf placed his fingers on his chin.
Just then, the sounds of scraping metal filled the air. Ed waved towards the others and signaled them to come over. He had just found a staircase fire escape on the side of the building. It turned out this building was an apartment building.
Double-D said, "Bravo, Ed!" He looked past Ed and saw a peculiar building in the distance. It had an Art Deco architecture about it, with its curved roof and unsymmetrical proportions. What really made it stand out was the statue of Lord Kanker in front of it. "Gentlemen, look!" The boys gathered around at the edge of the roof and stared at the distant building.
It was the Peach Creek International Airport.