Last episode our heroes were left at the mercy of a cruel Russian DDR maker. The charmingly handsome, fair-haired Joe had fainted for no real reason while his equally handsome brother began the dance of almost certain doom as the arrows came faster and faster.
"Wake up Joe!" Nancy shouted, with much urgency (because of, you know, the dynamite on the ceiling…).
She looked around and found a sink with a bucket of water right next to it. What luck! She thought and proceeded to pour said water over Joe's finely sculpted face.
"Ahh…argfr.." Joe sputtered articulately.
"Indeed," his brother replied, "I think we can get out of this if I use my fancy electronic jammer I have in my pocket to block the signal from the detonator. Why didn't I think of that sooner?"
So, with his amazing technology skills that he learned during his boy scout retreat last summer, Frank blocked the signal and they dashed to the back of the warehouse to try and catch the bad guy. They opened the warehouse doors and ran to the end of the dock. The boat was gone, but a seaplane was conveniently left for them to use to make chase.
Upon entering the craft, a fight ensued. You see, both Joe and Nancy insisted on flying the plane, because of course they both knew how.
"Excuse me, Miss Thinks-she-is-a-better-pilot-than-me, but I flew in a black ops mission in Kenya!" Joe exclaimed.
"Oh, yeah, Mr Cocky-beyond-belief, I heard that you crashed that plane."
"That was a tactical move brought on by enemy fire."
"So you were shot down?"
Frank smoothly commandeered the controls as the argument continued, "Nothing hit my plane!"
"Besides Joe, I am the more responsible of the two of us."
"Then how come you tried to drown me a few minutes ago."
"You are impossible."
"You are impossible."
"Am not!"
"Am not!"
"Are you mimicking me?"
"Are you mimicking me?"
"Oh, you are."
"Oh you are."
"Stop it."
"Stop it."
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
"Frank, make him stop!"
"Frank, make her stop!"
"Wait, what are you doing flying? Are we in the air?"
They were indeed in the air and all the readers were rejoiced to see the conclusion of such a pointless dialogue.
From the altitude that they had achieved they could see a great area of the water below them. Just visible in the distance was the small skiff that the bad guy had escaped in. Frank continued to pilot the plane in its direction while Nancy and Joe sulked. In a few short minutes they arrived over the boat.
Just then, several red lights began flashing on the dashboard of the plane. The three expert pilots jumped and began flipping switches and hitting buttons randomly in an effort to get the light to go off but it seemed that the only thing that would do that would be more fuel in the tank. Perhaps they should have checked that sooner. But really, this adds more suspense to the plot.
"I hate to say this," Joe cried out, looking out the window, "but I think we'll have to jump."
"You first." Nancy declared as Joe opened the door.
What will happen to our adventurous teens next? Will they end up in Davy Jones' Locker or will they capture the villain and save Christmas? Find out next time.