There was a bump. A massive one. But Pete's RV managed to keep on moving until it started to slow down and tilt on the left slightly. That was when Pete finally decided to stop and find out what was wrong with it with his friend Goofy. They got out of the RV and saw that one of the tires had been completely burst and needed changing.

"Well, that's just great," Pete muttered. "Another vacation ruined all because of burst tires."

"Oh, come on, Pete," Goofy said. "Well, it coulda been so much worse, Pete."

"Oh, yeah? How so?"

"Well, only one tire got burst. All the other tires coulda been burst and it coulda happened somewhere else."

"Why? What's so good about this place?" Pete asked.

"Well, look around, Pete," Goofy said. "We're on a road next to a very beautiful forest. Look at all da trees, da bushes, da leaves, da wildlife, da mountains, da sunshine, da rocks, da –"

"Enough, Goof! You're not my tour guide, you're my vice president of my RV, remember?"

"Wow! Vice President of da RV? Really? I never knew I was. Unless I've just been promoted to it."

Pete thought about what Goofy said and then he came up with his latest manipulative idea. "Yeah, that's right, Goof. Because of all your hard work to make this vacation – enjoyable –" He said that word very under his breath – "I'm promotin' you to the Vice President of my RV. Now, how's about we celebrate your promotion by helpin' me change this tire and prove that you earned your promotion?"

"Good idea, Pete."

It didn't take Goofy and Pete very long to change the tire. Then when Pete checked the rest of the tires and the rest of the RV, Goofy heard a noise. It sounded like a call for help. And it sounded like someone he knew and loved the most. After he heard it again, he gasped. "Gwarsh! That sounds like Max. Hang on, Maxie! I'm-a comin'!"

Then he ran into the forest, leaving Pete on his own to check the rest of his RV.

Goofy panted as he kept running in the forest. He kept running and looking, hoping his only son Max would be somewhere in here. It had been nearly two weeks since Max got kidnapped in back in their town of Spoonerville and, with the unexpected help of Pete and his RV, Goofy had done nothing for but look for him since. Sadly, so far, he had no success at all. All he managed to achieve since he started this quest was bump into three of Max's ex-girlfriends from Spoonerville – Sasha, Lola and Charlotte, all whom managed to remain very good friends with Max – and his niece Debbie, whom she and Max had a very close cousin relationship. Neither of them had any more success of finding Max any more than Goofy did, but they promised that if they did see him they would tell Goofy immediately and that they all hoped that Max was okay.

Due to his lack of success, Goofy kept getting more and more desperate to find his only child. In fact, he was so desperate that he didn't pay attention to where he was going in this forest. He didn't even keep track if he had been to this place or that place before or not and he didn't know if he was going in circles. He didn't stop moving until he got surrounded by a net and he was launched up in the air.

"Oh, Gwarsh!" Goofy cried. "Help! Help! Pete! Max! Somebody, please help me!"

Then the net and Goofy got lowered down back to the ground… and quite roughly. Soon the net was taken off him.

"Oh, please don't eat me," he begged, with his eyes shut and holding his hands out to defend himself. "I'll do anything. I'll wash for ya, I'll clean for ya, I'll –"

"That's really nice of you, Mr. G, but just chill out. We're your rescuers, not predators."

Then Goofy opened his eyes and saw one of Max's very best friends ever in front of him. It was Bobby Zimuruski, who was wearing a light blue t-shirt, black shorts and white trainers. Goofy felt better for seeing him. "Hiya, Bobby. What ya doin' here?"

"Just doing our job, Mr. G."

Goofy was confused. "Our job?"

"That's right. Me and my partner here."

Then Goofy saw another one of Max's best friends approaching him. It was Stacey, who was wearing a pink tank top, brown pants and black shoes. Goofy was delighted to see her again. "Hiya, Stacey."

"Oh, hi, Mr. Goof," Stacey greeted. "Sorry you got caught up in our traps."

"These here are your traps? What ya trappin' in this forest?"

"We're not trapping anything," Stacey said. "We're making a TV documentary about the dangers to wildlife and the environment. And the Sitgreaves National Forest here is a very good example here."

"Yeah," Bobby agreed. "We're tryin' to show all that huntin' and trappin' is the complete opposite of awesome."

"Well, good for ya guys," Goofy said. "They must pay ya extra for workin' overtime."

"Sadly, no," Stacey said. "And we wouldn't miss our rides back home with the rest of the TV crew if it wasn't for Bobby. None of us have our own vehicles because we can't afford them. And we can't even camp here for tonight because we don't have any camping gear. And even if there was a hotel or a motel or a bed and breakfast very close to us, we wouldn't be able to afford one night because we don't have any money at all."

"Are the TV crew comin' back here to film more footage tomorrow?" Goofy asked.

"No, Mr. Goof," Stacey said. "Very late this morning, it was a wrap."

"A wrap?" Goofy asked. "What was the present like?"

"Hey, it wasn't my fault, Stacey baby," Bobby protested. "I managed to film a real black bear cub trapped in a net. You saw it and you could tell it was strugglin'. It was a real rare warts-and-all thing. And I filmed how it struggled in the net before I filmed your heroic deeds of removin' the net and savin' it and returnin' it to its mama. And now we have a chance to show the TV executives and the whole wide world that TV needs more presenters like you."

"You know that's not going to be enough to win them over, Bobby," Stacey said.

"But the public love you," Bobby said. "Every time I post our private shootings on all the social media accounts you're on, you're always a hit, especially on your S-Tube. You're a bigger hit than those borin' diva TV presenters we work with."

Stacey started to smile and chuckle. "I'm really glad you're back in my life, Bobby, I really am, but let's not get too ahead of ourselves. You're lucky to be the cameraman you are and I'm lucky to be the coffee girl I am."

"Well, where do ya guys live?" Goofy asked.

"Phoenix," Bobby and Stacey said together.

"Why?" Stacey asked on her own.

"Because I'm travellin' with my friend Pete in his RV," Goofy replied. "We can give ya guys a lift to Phoenix if you like."

"A ride home? Awesome, Mr. G." Bobby whooped happily.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Goof," Stacey said.

So Goofy helped Bobby and Stacey with their filmmaking equipment and led them to Pete's RV.

"So, what's S-Tube?" Goofy asked.

"Sharing Tube, Mr. G," Bobby said. "Stacey baby and I film some extra footage for our TV shows, but when the TV executives don't like what we've filmed, we put it S-Tube and other social media accounts so none of our stuff ever goes to waste. And we have a lot of fans and think Stacey is a great presenter in them and better than any TV presenter on normal TV."

"Wow!" Goofy was impressed. "That sounds very amazing. Is Max one of your fans on your social what-you-call-it?"

"He is, Mr. Goof," Stacey replied.

Soon they reached the RV and boarded it before Pete could protest. Goofy used his Vice President of Pete's RV card to get them onboard and let them ride as they were passing by Phoenix. Pete just surrendered and they drove off through the Sitgreaves National Forest.