"Are you sure we're doing the right thing? Are we really up to taking on Cobra ourselves?" Christine asked AJ while they otherwise silently packed their bags in the bedroom of their dorm room.
"We really don't have any choice. Anyway, we've trained all our lives to fight Cobra, and even our parents won't know that we're the ones that are getting them out or that we're even capable of doing it. Remember, your dad told Snake Eyes to keep our training secret."
"True," answered Christine. "So, are we going to convoy or what? I know that Dad paid for all of our cars as his birthday presents for all of us and that they are all up-armored, so we pretty well need them." She was referring to AJ's ragtop Jeep Rubicon, EJ's H3, her own Range Rover, Jamie's ragtop Grand Cherokee, Trini's 'Redneck-mobile' and the various others' vehicles.
"Tell you in a minute," answered AJ as she picked up the room's telephone, dialed her brother's room and asked him for advice.
"Considering how many of us and how many of them, we'll need every bit of horsepower we can get."
"Wait a minute. Christine, since when are we driving up-armors?" retorted AJ, turning from the phone and looking at her roommate with a raised eyebrow.
"Dad paid for each of our vehicles to be up-armored and had bulletproof glass put in because he wanted to make sure that we had what we needed if anything happened and that we were protected if anything DID happen," Christine calmly explained.
"I don't know why I never noticed it before; the way Trini's always rolling her truck," AJ laughed.
"Hmm, that decides it. We take all of our vehicles," EJ snarled.
"Agreed." answered AJ, hanging up. She turns to Christine, "Tell the rest of the girls- bikini tops, shorts and convoy. We'll start the distractions. Better yet, call them all in here for a meeting. I've got a couple of ideas to run by them."
A short while later the eldest group of girls- Christine Abernathy, Cheyenne Provost, Serena Armbruster, Sydney Willoughby, Randi Pulaski, Wendy Talltree, Chelsey Wilkinson, Jamie Barney, Bobbie Sue Graves, Barbara Ann Graves, Trinity Blais and Ericka Freistadt were gathered in the bedroom waiting for AJ to start with her ideas. The younger girls would be getting their orders a few minutes later.
Over in the Boys' wing, the guys were getting basically the same orders.
"I know that Dad wouldn't approve under most circumstances, but I think that this time he'd probably let me get away with it. It's a good thing that all of the vehicles have numerous hidden compartments. We need to keep the guys pretty much free from any sort of deep inspection, and the easiest way to do it is to be the flirtatious femme fatales that we are. Make sure we show a lot of skin and take our flirting to the limit. If we can get any of them alone, make sure that you have a way to knock them out. Jamie, I don't think you'll have a problem with that."
In response, Jamie Barney cracked her knuckles and grinned a demonic grin. "No problem at all." Almost exactly a week younger than the Steen twins, she was the most physically powerful of the Joe kids, as well as the fastest and ranked as one of the smartest as well. Only one other Joe kid outdid her at agility, and that was Trinity Blais, who could squirm into the most uncomfortable positions to work on a vehicle.