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Chapter IX: Road trip

The morning wake up for the trio via a loud horn. While the two boys slowly awoke, Stiched walked in. Apperereantly she was awake, because she never went to bed in the first place:

"Some odd person is blowing the heck out of the horn of his van outside. Can I toss the sofa at him?-she pointed out with her thumb towards the window in her room.

"Nah, the dead brain chump out side is our wheels for today. We got some cruddy locations to visit.-Gizmo grumbled out whiled streaching his arms.

"Dude, t...that is awesome...Can I drive?"-Beast Boy said between yawns with lazy smile.

"No, snot monkey! "

"Ouhhhhhhhh..."-a disappointed sound came from the Green teen.

"Better not."-Stich joined in to tease Garfield- "By what i can tell by only lookin at short stuff 's reaction, even that military van out side could not help you from flippin us."

Both boys on the couch sprung out and said in sync:

"Military Van?"

Stich gave a lazy nod and before she could add a snarky reply the two ran pass her and clustered out side the window. They were covered in callrd sweat and their eyes cartoonisshly poped out of their soccets by the sight. It was not just van. It was a heavy armored transporter, fully armed. Its Armor at the back was covered in still smoking bullet holes, while the front grill had a broken fence post with sing attach to it. It read "Jump City recruitment barracks".

From the driver window popped out Billy Numerous when he saw Gizmo. He had the biggest smile on his face and sceamed out:

"Holdy Giz! Check out Billy's awesome new ride. Got it this morning."-from the distance the sound of sirens loomed in.-...Get'ya buts in Billy's ride, before the cops nab ya faster then a Fatman at an all-ya-can eat buffet."

Gizmo facepalmed him self in fustration. BB growled at him:

"So the hillbilly is a better driver choice then me..."

'For crudd sake, he is the only one from the Hive with a legit driver licence, I dont fracking know how he was able to get one, but that does not cruddy matter now. We need to scram."

Beast boy settled for that and went to get the top of his uniform from the living his surprise the wound from yesterday had completely healed with no marks or left over stitches.

Gizmo grabbed the bag with his belongings and toss it to Stich:

"Hey, do I look like a packmule to you?!"-protested the girl in stitches.

"Clamp it, Curly. I have no time to explain what shall happen to you, if we get caugh, but here is a Tip. The box in which you were would seem like paradise. Now move your sawn together bumm.-he started to collect some scattered gadgets from the floor.

"Ok,jeeez you grouch. At least can I get some better rags to cover me. These don't feel good for outdoors."-She pulled a bit at her oversized shirt to emphasize the easy something could slip out, though she did not care for that. Stich just wanted a freash pair pf clothes.

"In the Van. In the van. Now move."-Gizmo pushed her out of the living room.

Not even a minute later the gang left the apartment. They approached the parked armored transport which engine was roaring with life. The side door opened and there in the back stood yet again a Billy Numerous.

"Wha' took ya so long."

"Your criddy arse! Now move aside." -Gizmo moved inside.

Stich was bit confused. What seem a complete copy of the driver had greeted them. Before she could askBB answered her question:

"Don't freak posses the power to make numerous copies of him self."

She gave him a smile and gested:

"I was not confused with his powers, but how you bunch could make a tentacle, black eyed monster-girl feel normal."

"Dude, did you just insulted us or flatter us..."

"You be the judge..." -Stich smirked as she joined BB in the armored transport.

Billy hit the pedal to the metal and left as just the cops showed on the horizon.

They easily escaped the city only because Control Freak had attacked a games shop distracting the Three active Titans. He had found out that they don't do refunds on Call of duty games.

The group was now out of the city rolling on an old road crossing a giant patch of wheat. The boys were stuffed in the driver section while Stich had zhe entire passenger side to her self.

The irked Beast boy asked:

"Not to sound like moron, why are cramped down here like sardines."

" Cause da lady's been changing. Billy's not pervs like ya, yo kno' ."-answered Billy who was driving.

"I get that, ok no problems with that, but Dude, Why are these doppelganger still here!"

"Billy be mighty hungry."-Said the Billy who was between the original and Gizmo.

"Be chekin dis god darn map for Gizmo's location" -The one Billy who sat between Garfield and Gizmo.

"Booooored!"- And the last one on the end of the long seat of the driver section of the armor transporter.

Beast boy was getting unnaturally angry for him self. He needed a distraction before he started raging. He turned to Gizmo:

"Gizmo, you did not ever told me where are we going , so do you mind"

Gizmo was reading his files before that so without looking at the changeling:

"I found last night a few nutpickers and locations which might help. First one I stumble was tree hugging botanist from Gotham who might be able to whoop out some extract to neutralize the growing thing inside you.

That sounded good, but Gotham was too far away. Hmmmm...a botanist from Gotham...who could that be?

"Later that lead me to the research of one Mark Logan..."

"Pass. That won't work."- Garfield practicly grolwed that out.

" Why the snott not? He is the leading scientists in animal mutation..."-asked the confused genuis.

"...And he is dead..."he slumped down in his seat.

Gizmo looked up at Garfield with a bit of grief for asking:

"How did you know that?"

"He and my mother died infront of me on a ship...but that does not matter . What is behind door number 3 , Gizi."

Gizmo did crush the page of thr and tossed it out the window.

"...The location is actually just infront of us..."

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