A/N: Sorry so silent all. Hopefully, this posts better.

Scavenging A KARR- Chapter 6: Wiggling Out a Name

"Ahhhh!" You celebrate at the top of your lungs.

"Oh My God!" The distressed officer exclaimed at the top of his lungs. "How did that dog get in there?!"

"Pass Through Access Authorized." You hear the deep voice reluctantly announce. "Please standby for the lowering of the Pass Through door."

You carefully wiggle your way back away from the seat. Crawling around in this cramped up trunk space was getting to be hot and sweaty work. Freedom would be a Godsend. Or at least a breath of fresh air.

With a loud hiss of a pressure release, you get your first bright sliver of sunlight except for what was dully bleeding through the thin edges of the trunk lid. At least now, you know the approximate size of the doorway that you are going to have to crawl through. It wasn't very big. In fact, you were going to have to wiggle and jiggle everything inside of you to get through that Hobbit door.

"Please stay clear of the moving door." Your ear vibrated gently.

With all of the power of a small and delicate drone engine, your little rabbit hole falls open before you. It is loud and the hole isn't getting much larger than the side of your foot sideways. You exhale a breath that your didn't know that you were holding and determine, 'I will make this work.' As you prepare for the squeeze of a lifetime.

"Something is happening!" A curious voice yells through the trunk.

'Captain Obvious.' You chuckle to yourself.

A little too excited, you watch the center of the backseat lower away from you. Now you catch your first blessed glimpses of the dark interior ."

"Limited Access is contingent on many variables." The deep voice tickled your ear. "You will still be assigned tasks to further prove your qualification. I reiterate, if at any time you fail a single task, if not otherwise advised, and I cannot stress this enough, you will be instantly removed. Are we still in agreement?"

At the end of the query your escape hatch suddenly halted about halfway down. You could very well tell that this was one of those moments of life or death. You knew that if you so much as lipped the word 'No.' your role in this Scavenger Hunt was over.

"Before I agree," you begin cunningly. "I need to be sure of my own safety. Can you also promise me that I won't be physically or mentally harmed?"

Silence

Your simple request was met with a long and dead silence. Even the people outside made not a peep.

"Agreed." Was whispered reluctantly in your ear. "Only under the express condition of your agreement to my limited conditions and access."

"Of course I agree!" you jump at the moment. You were now one HUGE step closer to winning this.

Without another word, the loudly whining door began to slowly descend again. And this time, the lovely and luxurious interior was well lit. The rich smell of fresh leather and earthy wood caressed your excited senses. This was better than any new car smell that you have ever had the pleasure of smelling before today. You gently closed your eyes and inhaled deep and slow. Heaven.

"What you observe before you," the deep caressing voice continued with a hint of abject pride. "Is all Top Secret. Even the hues of the leather is a secret. Do Not Share."

"I won't." You wholly agree.

"Something is happening!" You hear yelled through the closed trunk lid again. "I can hear it."

"Well duh," you laugh to yourself.

Bam!

BAM! BAM! BAM!

"AHHHH!" You scream in shock and panic.

BAM!

Something was thundering down onto your sealed trunk lid. It had to be HUGE.

"STOP!' You scream at the top of your lungs as you cover your ears. "STOP IT!"

Without warning, the powerful beast of a car roared dangerously to life. Its heavy muffler shaking with every howling rev.

Instantly, the wild pounding stopped. Tension was hanging thick in the air.

Cautiously but quickly, you threw your luck to the wind. You wiggled as fast as you could on your hands and knees through the Pass Through Escape Hatch. Your big head fit through great. But your wide shoulders took a bit more contortions. Your ample hips though, said 'No.'

Like a dog trying to get a bone too big through a doorway, you desperately try to force your hips through the narrow Pass Through by sheer will and force alone. Its only after your pride and your sides are all bruised up that you try different angles. And sure enough, a roll to the left and a kick of your feet was all that was needed. You popped through like a baby being born.

"Do Not Strike This Vehicle!" A seething voice menacingly warned over the car alarm PA system. Everyone from here to Albuquerque could literally feel the rage emanating from the deeply rumbling car.

You gulp knowingly as you pull your feet through the hole and settle rigidly into the leather bucket seat. Cautiously, you offer in just a whisper, "They think that I need to be rescued."

You could swear on a stack of holy scriptures that you heard this technologically advanced car alarm Harrumph. But that can't be possible. Can It?

Before you have a chance to question what you think, the powerful beast of car surges forward so fast that you are viciously thrown back into your soft leather seat. You are literally pinned there for a second.

"OH MY GOD!"

Just a quickly, your hell ride comes to a jolting stop. The loudly revving engine is silenced by the undeniably loud sound of squealing brakes. It was only seconds. But, you feel like you have lived a lifetime.

'OH MY GOD!" You yell too loud.

The deeply rumbling engine is still growling angrily below you as you decide that putting on your seatbelt is a very very good idea.

"What in the Holy Living Universe was that for?" You exclaim breathlessly as you fumble with the latch desperately.

"Accident Avoidance System." Your ear barely heard over the deafening rev of the powerful engine.

"But," you point out proudly. " You didn't do that before."

"The Accident Avoidance System was not active at the time." The obviously upset car alarm tried to explain flatly. 'It is now active and prepared to respond to any relevant stimuli."

"So," you ask curiously. "What's with the revving? Does it need to be prepped?"

"A Warning." It simply stated with a new depth in the rumble.

"So," you continue with a giggle. "I guess I should name you Rattler, like the snake, huh?"

"If you must know," the car alarm added with another warning rev of his powerful engine. "I already have a designation."

"Really?" You inquire with a bounce and an excited squeak. "Please? Tell me!"

"I am the Knight Automated Roving Robot." It pointed out proudly. "You may call me KARR."