"Nice work Corey," Trina said.

"Thanks," Corey replied, still holding on to the carriage and his makeshift axle.

"Wow," Laney said. "Your plan actually worked."

Unfortunately, the group wasn't safe just yet. Carrie was still following them. "Seriously?!" Corey asked. "How does she know where we are?!"

"Relax Corey," Laney said. "I know someone who can help." She pressed a button on her wristband watch, activating a signal. "Come on, please get this..." she muttered.

"Who are you going to call?" the so-called Gifted One asked.

But before the girl could answer, the pig carriage crashed into a bright and colorful train. Luckily, the three heroes landed on top of the moving train. It seemed Carrie was stuck on the ground. "Whew!" Corey said. "At least we got away."

"Uh, Corey..." Trina said, pointing at the sky. "We're still in danger."

Laney facepalmed. "You had to say it, didn't you?"

Sure enough, Carrie had transformed her police car into a police ihover/icar, allowing her to still follow the group. "Choo choo!" she taunted. "I'm still keeping up!"

Corey simply shook his head at the new flying automobile Carrie now piloted. "Seriously, you have a car that can fly!? What doesn't the Turner Corporate Negotiations have!?"

"Please refrain from flattering the enemy!" Trina scolded her brother.

"Rest in peace.." Carrie uttered as she aimed her car's weapons. "For Bernadette!"

BOOM!

Without a functioning track, the train stopped suddenly. Carrie was about to catch up when a black and dark green striped hovership flew towards the heroes. "Get in!" a voice said as the door opened.

Laney hopped into the passenger seat while Trina got into the back seat, grabbing Corey by the arm as she did. With everyone seated, the hovership zoomed off, too fast for Carrie to keep up.

"Whew!" Corey said as the hovership continued to fly. "Thanks for the save."

"Don't mention it," the driver said. It was a twelve-year-old boy who resembled Laney. He wore the same outfit, except his boots seemed to be more square and combat-like than hers. His hair was also shorter with bangs that hung over to the left side of his face. He obviously wore no make-up and his eyes were rounder. But the funniest part was the fact that his t-shirt was tucked into his jeans.

"Corey, this is Larry Nepp," Laney explained. "I sent him the distress signal."

"How do you know him?" Corey asked.

"He's my boyfriend," Laney explained. She looked over at Larry and reached to caress his hair. "Right cutie?"

Larry quickly swatted the hand away from him. "Do not touch the driver while the vehicle is in motion!" he exclaimed. "It's bad enough you had me come out here."

"Oh Larry, we're far away from Carrie," Laney reassured. "There's no need for you to get stressed."

SCREECH!

With the hovership stopped, Larry took out a light blue inhaler from his jeans pocket and breathed into it. "How could I not get stressed?" he asked Laney. "I was at home listening to my therapy music when I got your 'please help me' signal! Now if you can tell me where to drop you off, I'll be more than happy to-"

"Larry, you're a Crafter too," Trina interrupted. "I sent a message to all remaining Crafters telling them to meet us in Cloud Cuckooland. So when we get there, you better not ditch us. Understood?"

Larry groaned. "Fine," he said as he resumed flying the hovership. "I'll stay with you." He glanced at Laney for a few seconds. "But don't touch me until I'm done driving!"