This is Teriyaki Yoko's third week pregnant. Her belly hasn't changed much since last time. With her dress/swimsuit on, she looks as if nothing's changed.

With that said, most of the gang were having breakfast at Monk's. Danny and Dani were visiting their grandpa in Cypress Hills (I don't think he'd be pleased if he found out they're half ghost). It was me, Lammy, Katy, and Ma-San, with Kramer and Zowie standing.
"So guess where we got booked!" said Katy.
"Where?"
"Coney Island!" she high-fived with Lammy.
"Coney Island? What a coincidence!" I said," I was thinking of going there today myself!"
Indeed, I was wearing swim trunks and a wet-dry shirt.
"AMAMAMAMA" said Ma-San (Then we'll see you there).
"Kramer? 'Zoe'? Coney Island?" I said, turning to them.
"No thanks," said Zowie, "We have to go to JFK Airport and pick up the raincapes."
"I thought Violet said they would be in two weeks ago!"
"Well, we were planning to go to the terminal, but then he called me and said the boxes got stuck in traffic, and that we had to wait an extra two weeks."
"SPACE TRAFFIC?" I said, bewilderedly.
"Mister," said Ming-Ming the cat, "You don't know space!"

We paid the bill and set out onto the street, toward the subway station at 110th and CPW
"Kramer, you know how to get to Coney Island, right?" said Lammy.
"Coney Island? You take the B or the F, and switch for the N at B'Way/Lafayette Street, or you can go over the bridge and catch the Q to Atlantic and Barclays Center, then get on the 2, 3, 4, or 5... but DON'T get on the G. See, that's very tempting, but you'd wind up on Church Avenue, then you gotta get on the R!"
"Couldn't they just take the B or the D straight to Coney Island?" I interrupted.
"Well yeah..."
"How about JFK, Terminal 5?" said Zowie, "That's where the boxes are due."
"That's easy," I explained, "You take an uptown E train from 42nd street, all the way to Sutphin Blvd in Queens, then switch for the AirTrain."

MilkCan, Zowie, Kramer, and I waited for a downtown train.
"Got a MetroCard for the subway?" I said
"Check."
"Got AirTrain fare?"
"How much is that?"
"5 dollars to and from the Sutphin Blvd station. That's 10 dollars total."
"Check."
A C train finally came and we got on.

While the train was at 59th street, MilkCan ran across the platform to a waiting D train. Kramer was startled that I was still there.
"Aren't you going to Coney Island?"
"First I'm going to Egg-yolk. THEN Coney Island."
"Oh, okay."

Eventually, we arrived at 42nd street, and we parted. Kramer and Zowie quickly scrambled for a spot on the uptown E train, while I walked the corridor toward the 7 train for Egg-yolk's place.

I flew up to her window, and saw her lying down on the bed, in her undies, rubbing her belly.
"Hey. Uh... MilkCan's playing Coney Island today, and I was coincidentally thinking of going. Wanna tag along?"
"Sure."
She got up, took off her undies and put on her swimsuit, which, like I said before, looked a lot like her dress.

At the subway, we agreed to take a 6 down to Bleecker for a B, a D or an F. Surprisingly, the first local train that showed up was an old one from the early 1900's, and it was also 5 cars. Must be one of those nostalgia holiday runs!
The train was empty-I wonder why no one else bothered to get on. At least we got a seat though.

==MilkCan==
Lammy and Katy were sitting next to the doors, tuning their instruments, while Ma-San was drumming on the windowsill. That gave the other two an idea: a little impromptu concert right on the train.

However, a minute into the song, a conductor came out from his box.
"Hey people. CAN IT!" he said.
The band blushed, and they went back to tuning.

==Kramer and Zowie==
Zowie was telling Kramer his story of how he got to know me and U-1. As soon as he was finished, Kramer started to eavesdrop on some other people on the train.
"Did you hear about this horse, Skee Ball?" said one guy.
"Yeah. He's something," said another, "I hear he's going to be on the next scheduled OTB race."
"How much are you willing to bet?"
"I dunno. 500 bucks."
The train slowed to a stop at Jackson Heights station. Kramer was about to follow the two men to their OTB appointment, but as soon as he was about to step out, Zowie grabbed his coat and pulled him back to his seat.
"Gambling is outlawed on Planet Gitaroo."
"You can't even get a deck of cards?"
"Not even a Joker."

==Me and Egg-yolk==
The old train squeaked its way out of 23rd street, and we were still the only ones on the train. Just then, it started to slow down too soon. We couldn't be at 14th street yet, I thought. Then I looked out a window: it was stopping at the abandoned 18th street station!
I gave Egg-yolk the elbow, and she looked out.
"Oh, boy. THIS I gotta see!" I said
"What about Coney Island?"
"That can wait for me. Besides, I think the band is still in Manhattan."
"Suit yourself."
I stood up towards the opening doors.
"All right then. I'm going to take some chances and step out. You know when to transfer right?"
She nodded.
"If I find a hidden passageway, I'm going to take it. It could be a shortcut."
"Good luck!"
I stepped out onto the dirty platform and the doors closed.

==MilkCan==
"Lammy, look!" said Katy, pointing out the window.
Their train was crossing the Manhattan Bridge.
"I never saw this coming," said Lammy in awe.
Ma-San shot herself with her finger.

==Me==
The station was hot, dark, and dirty. I took a walk up and down the platform. During the third trip down, I saw a passage open up, just like I expected. I followed it down. There were a lot of turns and stairs. I came to a big open room with a tube-shaped tunnel on one wall. I saw a light in the tunnel that started to get bigger, and eventually it stopped in front of me: It was an OLDER Beach Pneumatic subway.
I had no other option but to head inside. I took a seat, and I was on my way again.

==Kramer and Zowie==
They paid their AirTrain fare and got on, just as the doors were closing. Again, they scrambled for a seat.

==Egg-yolk==
Bleecker Street came, and she remembered to get off for the transfer. She went down that stairs and got on a waiting D train, and took the window seat.

==Me==
The Pneumatic train stopped at a similar room with another passageway. I followed it up the stairs, to a bright light: BLEECKER STREET!
The passageway behind me shrunk to the size of the blue tiles in the art exhibit. I rushed down the stairs, and saw the D train. I saw Egg-yolk by the window, waved hello, and shrugged. The train was already taking off. Oh well. I turned around me and saw an F train arrive, so I got on that one.

==Kramer and Zowie==
The duo arrived at the terminal's baggage claim area.
"You know what carousel the stuff will come in on?" asked Kramer.
"I don't know. Let's just wait here until they say something about the incoming flight from the Cape."
"The Cape?"
"Cape Canaveral," he groaned.
"You know, for an alien, you're not so patient!" Kramer uttered.

==MilkCan==
On the B train, the conductor made an announcement.
"Due to construction, this train will be making local stops from here to Kings Highway. The next stop is Parkside Avenue."
Lammy gulped. She was afraid that all three band members were going to be late. She leaned toward Katy, who had a watch.
"When are we due?"
"About 3:00. It's 1:30 right now."
Lammy sighed in relief, and looked out the window.

==Egg-yolk==
The bug continued looking out her window. By the time it reached Atlantic Avenue, she saw two high school nerds get on, and immediately found a spot near her.
Oh, why was I born with green skin, she thought.
As the train took off again, the nerd sitting next to her started to fell asleep on her shoulder.
"Ahem," she said.
Then the nerd sitting behind her reached around and tried to grab her boobs.
"Ahem," she said again, this time zapping him.
"Woah!" said both nerds, "DIBS! DIBS! DIBS!"
"Will you CAN IT?" she said, zapping both of them, "I have a boyfriend."
"Ooooooo!"
"And I'm three months PREGNANT!"
Well, that didn't stop those nerds from chanting "DIBS!", but she had the nerve to get off the train at 36th street.

==Me==
The F train came to a stop at Carrol Street. I forgot who lives near that stop, but then I saw them out on the platform: Rammy and her guys. They were all sporting wet-dry shirts, trunks, and bikinis. I ducked to avoid their eye contact, but it was too late. They got on near my area. I guess my squealing "WOW!" gave it away...
"Where do you think you're goin, Village Boy?" said Rammy.
The others went "Ooooooooooooo" tauntingly and somebody threw in a "Go, girl!"
"Uh... Coney Island..." I stuttered.
"Same here."
"Ugghhhhhhhh..." I stood up and turned to her, "You're only going there because Lammy's going. Is that what I'm getting at?"
Rammy turned to her mates and whispered. Then they all turned back to me and said "Yes," in unison.
I groaned. I walked to the other end of the train car and pulled out my cell phone to call Lammy. But Rammy looked over and saw Lammy's name on the screen (I have her on my speed dial).
"You wanna lose your soul?" she threatened.
"Ooooooooooo!" said her buddies again.

==Kramer and Zowie==
"Ladies and Gentleman, the cargo for Flight 103 from Cape Canaveral will appear on Carousel 3."
That's where they were standing. The boxes containing the hooded raincapes were coming in at last. Zowie rubbed his hands together...
But then their excitement dropped. The capes were there, but the carousel was a mess, and there was a good reason for that.
"VIOLET!" he scolded, "He didn't tape them shut. He just folded the flaps and got rid of them!"
So he and Kramer scrambled to get each and every cape and put them back in the boxes.

==Me and Rammy==
The F train made its way along the Culver Elevated. By the time it reach the Kings Highway station, I came up with a plan to get rid of Rammy and her crew.
"You know what? I'm gonna get off here and hail down a cab." I said out loud, walking to a door.
As I expected, the others said "That's what I'm going to do too!" and stood up for a different door.
The train came to a stop and the doors opened. I walked out the one door, and they did the same thing. Then I quickly slipped back in as the doors closed. I walked up a bit to see Rammy and her boys bewildered, confused, and double-crossed.
"So long, ewe!" I shouted through an open window.
Rammy shot me a middle finger again.
I sat down again and pulled out my cell phone.

==MilkCan==
"Hello? Hi, Tom," said Lammy (pause), "What? Really? Oh no! Okay, thanks."
She fainted.
"What happened?" asked Katy.
"Rammy is coming."
Katy gave her a hug.

==Egg-yolk==
She managed to get a ride on an N train for Coney Island. It was a newer, cleaner model than the D train, but there were no window seats: they all faced away from the window. Bored, she started to fall asleep. The seats felt sorta slippery on Egg-yolk's swimsuit, and at one point, when the train hit a curve, she awakened to find herself sliding foward, almost falling over. The skirt part of her swimsuit flipped up, embarrassingly revealing her "swim panties" underneath. She blushed, flipped down the skirt, and decided it was safer to lean on a handrail.

==Kramer and Zowie==
With the boxes PROPERLY shut, they took the elevator up to the passageway to the AirTrain. Midway, there was some police tape and a sign saying
"Temporarly closed due to track work."
So they turned around, back to the baggage claim, and went out at street level to hail a cab for Rudy's store. They were so lucky that there was light traffic. Everybody was still at work.

==Me==
I was so happy that Rammy fell for that! I snickered to myself, and looked out the window.
To my surprise, there was a cab following the elevated. I didn't have bonoculars or anything to zoom up close, but I assumed it was Rammy trying to play catch-up on me.

==Kramer and Zowie==
The two finally made their way to Rudy's.
"Okay," said Kramer, stacking the boxes on Rudy's desk, "Here's the raincapes!"
"I changed my mind," interrupted Rudy, "I'm no longer buying stuff off the streets." "WHAT?" snapped Zowie, "Why?" "The last street guy brought in a box full of moths and ate up most of the stuff."
As he spoke, two lonely moths came out of the storeroom and bit Rudy's shirt.
"See what I mean?"
"AARRRGGGGHHHH!" they said.
They bought their new raincapes all the way here for nothing. The took the boxes and set out for another option.
"Maybe we should try the place where Tom is going to."
"Coney Island?"
"Yep. Have you studied the map yet?"
There was a long pause...
"Let's get another cab," suggested Kramer.

==Coney Island==
All our trains arrived at the same time: Me on the F, Egg-yolk on the N, and MilkCan on the B.
We met at the turnstile. I was anxious to finally do some swimming, and grab some grub at Nathan's.
While the band was rockin' it up over in the bandshell, I joined Egg-yolk on the boardwalk. Her chest was covered with fingerprints made up of mostly french fry grease, and one shoulder had cheap styling gel on it.
"What happened to you?" I asked.
"Let me put it this way..." Egg-yolk started, "It's not easy being green."
"Deja vu..." I muttered.

Then we came across a photographer sitting next to a cardboard woman and a sign saying "Souviner Keychains-$5" Then I realized that the cardboard woman was the same one that Rammy's friend was standing next to during THEIR last visit to Coney Island, in Chapter 24.
I was about to speak up, but two cabs arrived behind the photographer. One was Kramer and Zowie, with the boxes full of raincapes.
"How did it go?" I asked.
"Rudy got paranoid by a couple of moths from someone else's collection," explained Kramer.
Then Zowie said "So now he won't accept them. We're moving to Plan B."
They opened their boxes, Kramer took one out for show, and started chanting "Get your hooded raincapes!"

In the other cab, to my dismay, was Rammy and her guys. They all poured out like a bunch of James Cagney gangsters.
"Well, if it isn't Baa-Baa-Black-Sheep!" I said sarcastically.
"All right, Village boy!" yelled Rammy, "Where's the band?" I pointed in that direction without thinking. Thankfully, they just about finished up, so Rammy missed her chance to heckle them.

I ended up posing for a keychain picture, but as soon as the guy started counting, everybody I knew got in the show in front of me. There goes five bucks...