Author's Note: This chapter features the Bad Friends Trio as 2-year-olds ^_^

Enjoy.

Chapter 25: The Bad Friends Trio's Adventure

It was a beautiful day in Brooklyn. The sun was shining, and there was hardly a cloud in the bright blue sky. The Beilschmidts, Bonnefoys and Carriedos had decided to take their children to the nearby park to play and get some fresh air.

"Okay, Gilbo," said Elise as she set 2-year-old Gilbert on the green grass with his friends, Francis and Antonio. "Stay here and play with your friends, okay?" She gave Gilbert a pat on the head and went to sit with Claus and the others.

"Mommy," Gilbert said and clung to his mother's pant leg.

"Aw, Gilbo, don't worry," Elise said gently. She hugged Gilbert and placed the child back with his friends. "Mommy and Daddy will be right here." She then went over to her husband and their buddies.

"Fwancis! Tony!" Gilbert said excitedly. He was pointing to a butterfly. "Buttfwy!"

"Buttfwy, buttfwy!" Francis and Antonio said. They and Gilbert started chasing the butterfly back and forth and accidentally knocked over Yao.

"Ow!" Yao yelled. He then saw the trio, glared at then and stuck his tongue out. "Mean meanies!" He then ran over to Francis, Antonio and Gilbert and started hitting them with a plastic wok.

"Ow!" the three toddlers whined. "Yao!"

Yao was done hitting the Bad Friends Trio and went back to playing in the sandbox with some other kids.

"Ah!" Gilbert squealed with excitement. "Fwancis! Tony! Vwoom-vwoom!" He was pointing to a car with tinted windows. The back door to said car was wide open.

The kids walked away from the park and climbed into the back of the car, laughing as they did so. Their parents had taken their eyes off them, so it had been an easy escape.

The kids were sitting in the car when a bunch of mob members got in the car and shut the doors. They didn't even know the boys were in there!

"Drive!" one of the guys in the back said. The driver of the car started the engine and drove away from the park very quickly.

"Harry, that rat," said one of the guys.

"He shouldn't have betrayed us like that," said the driver. "He knew what would happen if he did."

"Yeah," said another guy.

"So, what do we do now?" asked the guy sitting next to the kids.

"Dump the body," said the driver. "Old Harry'll be sleeping with the fishes when we're through."

The kids looked out of the window and smiled at the things they were passing.

About 15 minutes later, the mobsters reached a dock. The driver stopped the car, and he and the rest of the guys got out, leaving the back door open.

"Come on," said the leader. "Let's dump 'im."

While the mobsters were dumping the body of the man they called Harry, the kids got out of the car and wandered away.

Meanwhile, back at the park, the kids' parents were frantically talking to the police, who were taking down their statements.

"W-We just took our eyes off him for a minute!" Claus said hysterically.

"One minute, and our son's gone!" said Elise.

"How could this have happened?" Francis' mother, Amanda, exclaimed.

"It was only one minute!" said Francis' father, Pierre.

"My poor Tony!" said Antonio's mother, Maria.

"We shouldn't have looked away," said Gerardo, Antonio's father.

"Alright," said one of the officers. "Do you have any pictures of the children?"

"Here," the scared parents replied. They each gave the officers a picture of their children.

"We'll do our best to find them," said another cop. The cops then left, leaving the parents at the park.

Meanwhile, Francis, Antonio and Gilbert were now walking down a sidewalk. They then climbed into a van that was parked in front of a bank; the bank was being robbed.

The robbers later got into the van very quickly with the money. One of them started the van and sped away from the building. Not one of the robbers noticed the kids riding along.

"Wow, look at how much we got," said one of the more…stupid robbers.

"Yeah, we got a lot," said one of the smarter guys. "Now shut up."

Gilbert, curious as to what was inside the bags, took a peek. He saw that there were lots of crisp bills inside and took some out. Francis and Antonio did the same.

"Shit!" said the driver.

"Oh no!" said the guy in the front passenger seat. "We're screwed!"

They saw a bunch of police cars and came to a stop.

"This is the police," one of the officers said into a megaphone. "Come out with your hands up."

The driver of the van tried to go the other way, but was stopped by five more cars blocking his way. "Dammit!"

The officers opened the doors of the van. They pulled the robbers out and, sure enough, saw the kids!

As they arrested the robbers, one of the officers put Francis, Antonio and Gilbert into his car. He then went up to the robbers.

"So, you not only had to rob a bank, but you also had to snatch three little kids from a playground?" the cop asked. He was getting into the robbers' faces.

"What?" asked the stupid robber. "Kids?"

"Yes, kids," the cop said. "You guys had three children in the back of your van!"

"The hell?" asked the driver. "Hey, we didn't know about no kids!"

"Yeah, tell it to the judge," said the cop. He shoved the robbers into the car and slammed the door. "Get them out of my sight."

Some time later, the cop brought the Bad Friends Trio back to the park, where their parents were waiting and hoping.

The parents looked up and saw the officer with their kids.

"Gilbo!/Francis!/Tony!" the now overjoyed parents said. They picked their kids up.

"Thank you so much," said Claus.

"Don't scare Mommy and Daddy like that again, Gilbo," Elise said gently. Maria and Amanda said the same to Antonio and Francis.

From then on, the Bad Friends Trio's parents swore to never take their eyes off their children again.