I HAVE KEPT MY PROMISE! I'll admit even though it took me a while to write this chapter due to writer's block, I wrote it last week but so much stuff just came up and now I'm glad to finally get it done! And I AM NOT ABANDONING UNITY! :D :D :D

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I thank you all for your permission and dedication. Y'all just keep an eye out for them!

When someone get their device confiscated by an older authority figure, you'd think that they would just forget and go home, but that wasn't the case for two certain possums. Despite the fact that Ellie had taken the hang glider Crash and Eddie both worked so hard on as punishment for once again harassing the woodchuck, overall, they were not disappointed. Unbeknown to Ellie or any of the other herd members, they had not only constructed a back up hang-glider, but a slingshot that they have spent months working on.

"Man, oh man, OH MAN! This thing is going to work for sure!" Crash jumped jubilantly. "I can't wait to make this thing fly!"

"Then what are we waiting for?!" cheered Eddie. "Let her rip!"

The two possums jumped in the air with glee.

"I can't believe we actually got away with hiding that thing!" laughed Crash.

"And nobody noticed a thing!" added in Eddie.

"Now bro, we live the dream. We shall begin a new era in which not only birds can fly!"

"And people said we were crazy!"

"Yeah well those same people never even got suspicious when we would be sneaking out at night to ad some adjustments!"

"Night time is possum time!"

"And what exactly were those adjustments?" a sweet feminine voice sounded from behind the possums. The two mammals slowly turned to reveal who was behind them.

"Oh Sandy, it's just you!" Crash sighed in relief. Sandy was easygoing, there is no way she would rat them out!

"We thought it was somebody else!" chuckled Eddie. "Now watch us in our moment of triumph!"

"Guys!" Sandy broke in. "Didn't Eddie specifically tell you not to fly anymore?"

"No!" protested Crash. "She just said not to bother that cranky beaver!"

"Plus she never said that we can't fly the hang glider using a slingshot!" justified Eddie.

Where do they get these crazy names? thought Sandy. "First of all, you just took Ellie's punishment and made up your own loop hole which doesn't count and second, that thing is just going to increase your risk in seriously maiming or even killing yourselves and that's stupid even for you." Sandy felt ridiculous being a teenager currently having to take some authority on fully grown possums when it should be the other way around. "Sorry boys, but I got to tell Ellie about this."

Crash and Eddie gasped in unison. All their hard work would end up being for nothing! There was only one thing to do.

"No Sandy, please don't tell Ellie!" pleaded Crash. "PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T!"

"We've put so much time and effort into this super cool slingshot. We don't want it taken away, we just want to try to fly!" blubbered Eddie.

Sandy rolled her eyes at the sobbing possums who were groveling at her paws, begging her not to rat them out. After much protest Sandy, letting her guilt and the possum's huge, wide puppy eyes get to her, she finally gave in.

"Okay enough, enough, I won't tell!" sighed Sandy.

"You won't?" squeaked Eddie.

"On one condition." continued Sandy. "You guys better test that thing out first. If you guys prove that it's safe, then you guys can fly it but if there's something even remotely dangerous then you go home. Either way, it's a "you didn't see or hear anything situation."

"Aw thanks Sandy!" cheered Crash shaking her paw. "You're the best!"

"No problem." chuckled Sandy. One would think that she would regret that decision but in all honesty, it was better to see them in their usual cheerful and idiotic selves rather than a sobbing mess. "Now, let me see it in action!"

"Let's do it!" said Crash with confidence. "Eddie, load me up!"

Acting on his brother's command, Eddie had handed his brother rotten fruit, the stench making Sandy cringe in disgust. Crash put a much aged apple on the vine rope, pulling it and sending it flying away into the deeper woods followed by a "splat".

"Okay guys, that slingshot is obviously not a good idea." confirmed Sandy. "Now let's just go home."

"No way Sand-ay!" argued Eddie. "We're just getting started!"

"Guys, we had a deal!" reminded Sandy only to be ignored buy Crash yelling "load, fire!" at that moment, the possums had rapidly started loading the amo and shooting it at either tall trees, rocks or birds from the distance.

"The last one!" Eddie struggled rolling the darkened, moldy water melon.

"We must use it wisely!" Crash rushed over to help his brother roll the amo that was twice their size.

"GUYS THAT'S ENOUGH!" shrieked Sandy with a combination of concern and frustration. "You don't know what that thing might do!" Not surprisingly, Crash and Eddie did not heed Sandy's order and proceeded to load their weapon and fire one last time. Crash, Eddie and Sandy watched the water melon that has shocking exceeded it's predicted height. Soaring lightly in the sky it appeared to have set off a brand new record.

"AHH!" a male voice from the distance yelped in pain.

"You guys!" gasped Sandy. "We gotta do something!"

"It's probably nothing." scoffed Crash disregarding the painful sound. "Come on, let's call it a day."

Sandy did not decide to call it a day. She grabbed the possums by their tails and hung them upside down.

"You idiots!" snarled Sandy. Somebody might have been seriously hurt because of that stupid slingshot and if you guys don't help me out right now I'm telling Ellie about your littering!" that was an empty threat. She was going to rat them out anyway.

Crash and Eddie gulped and obediently nodded with fear. Sandy might have been a pretty laid back saber but it was not wise to provoke her further, especially when her nasty demeanor was already showing."

"Good." Sandy scooped the possums up on her back and ran towards the direction of the screaming.

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Cash rushed home with the unconscious woodchuck on his back. He was originally on his way to pick up Sandy to go to the hyrax concert with her but after seeing their poor neighbor with a melon lodged up in his head he had a change of plans. So what if it was the same old hermit who he knew nothing about? He was a fellow member of the community who was in need of assistance.

"Don't worry sir, I've got you!" Cash muttered to the unresponsive victim, even though he couldn't hear him. Cash's route was interrupted by bumping into something, or rather someone.

"Sandy, I'm so sorry!" Cash proceeded to explain everything. "I was on my way to picking you up but then I found a melon stuck on this poor guy so I decided to pick him up and-"

"Cash, relax." Sandy soothed her boyfriend. "I totally understand. In fact we were heading to do the same thing instead."

"Really?"

"Yeah. We had an unfortunate incident involving a slingshot and watermelon." the black saber glared at the possums currently on her back.

"Really?" Cash frowned at his uncles who sent him nervous shrugs and grins.

"Come on, we gotta take him back home. We'll see what Ellie can do."

The two sabers and two possums rushed home with their still unresponsive neighbor to get him the proper treatment and hopefully learn more about him.

DAMN! Crash and Eddie knocked out old whathisname! Will he ever wake up and what information will he reveal?!