For the next hour or so, they sat around watching Cindy Lauper, exercising, and doing other things.
"Good enough, good enough... for you is, good enough, good enough, for you is good enough!" Cindy Lauper sang.
Brad, Anonymous, Yes, and Dukebox all huddled around to make a plan to tie up Zack.
"Zack, how far can you stretch that?" Yes asked him.
"It's not that hard." Zack replied.
Right then, they all pulled the stretchers around the chair and tied his hands up like handcuffs.
"Get off me Dukebox!" Zack yelled. "Get off!"
The 4 Lunatics went outside and ran down the steps of the front porch. Anonymous headed toward Zack's bike.
"What are you doing!" Brad asked. "It took him 376 lawn mowing jobs to pay for that! It's his most favorite thing in the world!"
"Well now it's his most flattest thing in the world. Lets go!" Anonymous yelled.
Inside, Zack was still tied to the chair and he couldn't get up.
"I'm going to hit you so hard, when you wake up your clothes will be out of style!" Zack shouted.
Mrs. Walsh walked in the door with Rosalita.
"Mom! You've got to let me out of here!" Zack yelled.
"Can't you learn how to exercise like a normal kid! Look at you! You're hyperventrilicating! Where's your brother?" she asked.
"Mom! Oh my god... what's wrong with you people?"
Rosalita was dropping groceries in the doorway.
"Rosalita, come here! You gotta let me out of here. Rosalita! Help!"
"Oi yes i si ik fore fra bore" she said to him in spanish.
Outside, the kids were peddling on their bikes. They were riding down the street, and they saw Brad's dad working on the left.
"Hi, Dad!" yelled Brad.
"Hi, Brad!" he yelled back.
Dukebox was slacking and he couldn't keep up.
"Hey guys wait for me!" Dukebox yelled.
Zack finally got out of the trap, and started to run down the steps.
"Zachary, don't you come home without your brother or I'll commit Hare Krishna!" his mother yelled.
"That's hara-kiri, Ma." Zack said.
"That's exactly what I said." she replied.
Zack started to peddle. Something was wrong. He looked down.
"What? They popped my new tires! The son of a..." Zack said. "I'm gonna kill..."
A girl was peddling on her bike. She must of been five years old because she had training wheels. Zack picked her up.
"Ahh!" she screamed. "My bike! My bike! He's got my bike! I want my bike!"
"I owe you one." Zack replied.
He started to peddle to catch up with the Lunatics.
"Gold Rock Beach is around this next curve." Brad said. "I have a feeling about this."
"Everytime you have a feeling, Brad, you get us in trouble!" Yes said.
"You're the one who always gets us in trouble, 00-Negative." Brad replied.
"I'm James Bond, 007, not 00-Negative!" Yes yelled.
"I'm hungry." Dukebox said. "Whenever my stomach growls, there's trouble."
"Shut up, Dukebox!" the others yelled.
Then they got off their bikes.
"You made me go up this big hill and you said you'd give me a Twinkie! I'll be late for dinner, and my mom'll yell at me! She's not gonna let me eat my dinner, and she's gonna punish me! Oh you guys... no...! Anybody got a candy bar? A Baby Ruth?" Dukebox asked.
"I can't believe it. That's it!" Brad said.
"What's it?" The others asked excitedly.
"Those three rocks out there! One, two, three!" Brad told them.
They all got excited and got back on their bikes to go toward the rocks.
Meanwhile, Zack was still peddling on the girl's bike to catch up with them.
A car was pulling up behind him.
In the car, there sat Evan, Blizzard, and Fluffy. Max kept moving the mirror.
"Evan! You touch that mirror again, and I swear to god I'll smack you in the face!" Blizzard yelled.
They all laughed.
"There's Zack!" Fluffy announced.
"Like the bike." Evan said.
They drove up behind him.
"What is he doing?" Blizzard asked.
"No wonder he can't get a license!" Fluffy laughed.
They beeped the car horn.
"Oh no..." Zack mumbled to himself.
The car pulled up next to him and stopped.
"Zack, can we give you a ride somewhere?" Blizzard asked.
"No... Thanks anyway though." Zack replied.
"Yeah Zack, let us give you a little ride!" Evan said as he smiled. "Hold on! Here we go!"
In the car, the song "Life's a ride" was playing. It went perfect with the scenery.
"Evan! Let go of my arm!" Zack yelled.
He was forced to peddle faster and faster because the car was basically dragging him and the bike.
"Oh no!" Zack said.
The training wheels on the little girl's bike broke off since they were going so fast now.
"Let go of my hand!" Zack yelled.
Evan let go because he already drove fast enough to cause Zack some trouble. A cliff was approaching.
"Oh my god!" Zack screamed.
"So long, sucker!" Evan laughed.
"Ahh!" Zack said as he fell.
Brad, Anonymous, Yes, and Dukebox pulled their bikes up a hill that was on the beach and set them down at the top.
"Forget it!" Dukebox yelled. He was furious.
"Come on!" Brad told him.
"This better be it Brad." Dukebox scoffed.
"Shut up Dukebox!" Brad said.
Brad held up a rock that had 3 holes in it. It was called a doubloon. The rock, restaurant, and lighthouse had to fit in the holes.
"Hey Guys! I think I have a match! The lighthouse, the rock, and the restaurant all fit the doubloon! That must mean that the rich stuff is near the restaurant." Brad said. "Wait a second... Anonymous I need you to translate the map, I don't understand spanish."
"Diez veces diez." Anonymous translated.
"What does that mean?" Brad said.
"10 x 10" Anonymous said.
"Um... 100" Brad multiplied.
"Stretching feet.. to the nearest northern point." Anonymous said
"Which way is north?" Brad asked.
"That's where you'll find the treat..." Anonymous concluded.
"The treat! The rich stuff!" Brad said.
"That's it!" Anonymous said.
"That's north!" Yes said as he pointed to the restaurant.
"So it's near the restaurant!" Brad said excitedly.
They counted their steps as they walked through the fields toward the restaurant. They stopped to look at these rocks.
"Okay, so we walked 60 feet, so another 40 is an even 100. Right to the restaurant. The rich stuff has to be there." Brad said.
"I don't know about it, Brad. Hey... It's getting late... and that's a Summer place! What's it doing open in the Fall?" Dukebox asked.
"So there's nothing to be scared of, you see, two customers went inside the restaurant." Yes explained.
"Yeah, yeah, but what if they're not customers... what if they're drug dealers!" Dukebox asked.
"Drug dealers?" Yes asked as he hit Dukebox on the head. "Did you see their clothes? Drug dealers wouldn't be caught wearing those polyester rags.
They started to walked the 40 more feet toward the restaurant, but then stopped 20 feet before when they heard a gunshot.
"Brad, brad, brad! That sounded like gunshots! Not the big ones you hear in war movies, but gunshots, real ones! They're gonna kill us!" Dukebox yelled.
"Dukebox, turn off your brain, somebody probably dropped a pot!"
"Yeah! A pot!" said Anonymous and Yes.
Then they started to run the rest of the 20 feet toward the restaurant.
"Are you sure, Brad? If you're sure I'm sure. Because if it's not the pots, they might try to kill us." Dukebox said.
They all walked up onto the front porch of the restaurant.
"They're gonna kill us!" Dukebox screamed at the top of his lungs.
Brad ran over to him and covered his mouth.
"Dukebox shut the hell up!" Brad said.
Brad, Anonymous, and Yes creeped around on the Restaurant porch for a minute to see what the place looked like.
"Soda pop! Boy, am I thirsty!" Dukebox said as he ran up on the porch. He looked inside, and there was none. "Damn it!"
They all crept up and looked into a window, except for Dukebox.
"What's that?" Anonymous asked.
An old lady and two other guys were lugging a big black bag around.
"Come on! Hurry up, hurry up!" she yelled.
"Looks like the cook is carrying something to the kitchen!" Yes said.
"Yeah, food maybe." Brad guessed.
"Don't let them see us guys!" Yes told the others.
Dukebox went to the other side of the building and looked in the garage.
"ORV... Bullet holes... Bullet holes!"
He ran to the others and entered the restaurant.
"This place is a Summer restaurant? I bet it hasn't been open for 10 summers."
"How long have you boys been staring at that window!" a voice called from behind."
It was Stella. The boys recognized her from Toon Valley when she did a bunch of hacks.
"Long enough to see you need about 400 roach motels in this place." Anonymous said.
A loud crashing sound came from behind. It was Freckleslam.
"How the hell am I supposed to create with that Smithsonian piece of shit?" Freckleslam yelled at Jeepermash.
Freckleslam lowered his voice when he saw the 4 toons standing in the restuarant. He walked up to them.
"Freckleslam, these boys are customers." Stella told him.
Freckleslam started speaking to his mother Stella in a different language the boys could not recognize.
"Sita Sita stupita no pitcha ninenta" Stella told Freckleslam. The boys had no idea what this meant.
Freckleslam smiled and nodded.
"Eh... Boys. You make yourselves comfortable, huh? She's gonna cook you something."
"What do you want?" Stella yelled from behind.
"Lots of... Water... Water... Water..." they all said.
"Four waters. Is that all" Stella asked.
"No. I want the veal scallopini. I want a good fettucini Alfredo. A bottle of fettucine, 1981." Anonymous said.
"The only thing we serve is tongue." Stella said as she pushed Anonymous's tongue out. "You boys like tongue?
They all covered their mouths and shook their head no. Stella laughed and then released Anonymous.
"That's all? SIT DOWN!" she yelled as she pushed them away.
They all plowed down into a chair of their own. Stella walked into the kitchen.
"Hey guys! What happened to the two guys in the polyester suit who came before us? What happened to them?" Yes asked.
Dukebox tried to say something.
"What? What is it? Spit it out Dukebox!" Brad told him.
"You guys... if we don't get out of here soon...there's gonna be some kind of hostage crisis! Out in the garage, ORV, four-wheel drive... bullet holes the size of matzo ba.."
"Dukebox, I'm starting to O.D. on all of your bullshit stories." Anonymous said.
"Yeah... shut up..." Brad and Yes said.
The sound of 4 cups slammed down on the table.
"Here's your water!" Stella said.
Most of them said "Thank you, ma'am" but Brad said "Thank you, sir." Stella punched Brad in the shoulder.
"I mean ma'am!"
"This is supposed to be water?" Anonymous asked.
"It's wet ain't it? Drink it!" Stella yelled as she slammed her fist on the table.
"Where's the men's room, please?" Brad asked Stella.
"Can't you hold it?" Stella asked.
"No..." Brad said.
"Brad... Brad... this ain't the kind of place you want to go to the bathroom in..." Dukebox said.
"Why not?" Stella said kindly.
"Because they might have daddy longlegs in them..." Dukebox said.
"But I gotta go to the bathroom." Brad said.
"Like dead things, Brad, dead things!" Dukebox said as he looked around the restaurant.
"Hey, Brad, gotta go to the bathroom?" Anonymous said as he poured one glass of water into another.
"Lady, please!" Brad begged.
"Downstairs, first door on the right." Stella told him.
"Thank you!" Brad said.
"Stay to the right!" Stella yelled.
"Okay, thank you lady!" Brad replied.
"STAY TO THE RIGHT!" Stella screamed at the top of her lungs.
Halfway down the stairs, Brad said "I know stay to the right, thank you!" He banged his head into a lightbulb.
"I know your down here Four-eyed Flippy... You gotta be down here. I can feel it, Four-eyed Flippy, I know you're down here!"
Brad kept walking and came across the bathroom to the left.
"Oh man that stinks!" Brad said as he kept walking. Then he heard a roar. "What the hell was that?"
He kept walking. There was a sound of someone singing in the distance.
"Ooh! Ma-Ma! Theoware! You're ruining it! You're ruining it! Look at the feast I made you!"
It was Freckleslam. He threw food at the monster.
The door began to open, so Brad sat down on the floor next to it.
"You're just like Mom and Francis, you never let me finish anything." Freckleslam said as he closed the door.
"Roo Flee!" The monster said.
"Roo la fore riti, alray Ma!" Freckleslam sung in his accent.
Brad sat for too long and got pinched by a Mouse trap. He then opened the door and snuck inside.
"Ahh!" said the Monster. It was chained to the wall.
Brad used a broom to push the food toward the monster. The monster moved.
"Rah!" it shouted.
It wasn't long before it turned around. It was a beat up dog, and he had a bump on his head. It was Chandler. Brad turned to run out the door, down the hall, and back up the steps. When he reached the top, his brother Zack was there which nearly scared him to death.
"Why can't you stay at home? I'm taking you out of here right now!" Zack shouted.
Stella came running after them. "Get out of here!" she yelled.
She chased them out the door, and then shut it. She closed her eyes.
"Kids suck..."