A/N: This story was requested to me by Danukistudios and I went ahead and fleshed out this idea, breathing it to life. I made it a slice-of-life where things go wrong kind of story in my approach to writing it. I'm going to publish the chapters as I go along writing them, so you can read it pretty much now. Enough of my blabbering, let's get into this.

Cover art by Danukistudios.

Dolly was shredding it on her skateboard, carving through the twists and turns of the park. Her ears flapped in the wind as she approached a park bench. Any inexperienced boarder would nearly have a heart attack and hit the brakes. But Dolly was no beginner, if anything, she braced herself as her smirk deepened. A smirk that challenged it saying "do your worst, park bench."

Just inches away, Dolly ollied onto the back rest of the bench and grinded across it smooth-like. Dolly touched down to the ground and was on the roll again, swerving between dogs and people alike as if it were some video game. She had her sights set on a deep dip up ahead that would no doubt give her big air. She pushed herself up to speed, faster and faster — wanting to make a breakthrough. Suddenly, the wheel of her skateboard snagged on a small hole in the sidewalk — no one could have seen it coming.

Dolly cried out as she was flung off her board and went airborne, landing crudely in the grass. Her board was tossed up high in the air and flew across the park. "No, my board!" Dolly whined in horror.

Fergus was only seven feet away talking with Sid and Big Fee. "And I told Pearl, how do you know it was me who shoplifted those cupcakes? That could've literally been any other fox in the area," rambled on Fergus about his latest antics. Sid and Big Fee nodded in agreement.

"You tell her, Ferg'," said Sid.

Out of nowhere, a flying skateboard came speeding toward Fergus like a missile. But, being a sharp-witted ruffian, Fergus caught it out the corner of his eye — shimmying seconds before it hit him with perfect accuracy. The board whizzed past the back of his curled form, narrowly missing Sid and Big Fee who both ducked. Fergus chuckled. "Yep, I've still got it. Nothing keener than a fox," gloated Fergus with hooded eyes and a slick smile.

Unbeknownst to the Canal Crew, the rogue skateboard ran up a tree and zoomed down a branch — going upside down and shooting off of it. While Fergus was busy flexing for his crew mates, the skateboard whizzed towards them and took the whole Canal Crew with it!

The skateboard was on a roll through the park with Fergus, Sid, and Big Fee all screaming as they careened through people on the walkway. People scrambled to get out the way, but they bowled through an elderly man with a cane walking his boston terrier. The got old man thrown up into the air along with his terrier and cane. "You little rascals!" The man angrily exclaimed in the air.

"Watch where you're walkin' next time," shouted back Sid.

It was a wild roller-coaster ride through the park. To say the least, as frightened as the Canal Crew were, they did get an serious rush out of it. There was a hot dog stand where the vendor was about to hand a frank dragged through the garden to a brown-haired man who smacked his lips. But, before the vendor could hand him the hot dog — out came the Canal Crew on the out-of-control skateboard speeding past the man and taking his hot dog with them!

"Hey!"

Fergus munched on the hot dog nonchalantly as the skateboard continued on its path of chaos through the park. However, that path of chaos was about to come to a halt because they were headed straight for a brick wall! At the last minute, before anyone could jump off, they crashed full-speed into the wall — getting thrown ruthlessly off the board. Big Fee landed in a full crash can, and Sid took a plunge into the bird bath.

Dylan and Dolly came running up to the scene, panting. "Whoa, is everyone okay? We saw that nasty crash you guys took," said Dylan with concern.

"I tried to catch up and stop the board, but you guys had to of been doing at least 30 miles an hour!" Dolly said next, sounding equally as concerned as her brother.

Big Fee poked out of the trash can munching on a day-old unfinished bagel. "I'm all good here. Mm, real good," replied Big Fee taking another bite out of that bagel.

Sid climbed out of the bird bath soaking wet and shook himself dry. He had an unamused frown. "Aside from smelling like a pigeon, I'm fine. . . I guess," responded Sid in a flat tone of voice.

Big Fee cupped her hands and called out to Fergus. "Yo, Fergus. Is it all good over there?"

Fergus ruffled the dirt off himself and regained his composure. He was slumped against the brick wall, but fully conscious and uninjured. He smiled with hooded eyes, gold tooth gleaming in the sunlight, in a laid-back reassuring manner. "Not a scratch on me. All thanks to my lucky golden tooth," replied Fergus with a faint chuckle.

Only he spoke too soon because that pesky skateboard wasn't finished yet. It had ricocheted off the wall — smacked into a light pole bouncing off of it — and crashed into a cart full of junk that sat behind the wall. The skateboard had finally stopped moving for sure this time, but that wasn't the end of it. The mountain of junk in the cart was disturbed and down came an avalanche of blunt objects.

Fergus laughed. "Lads, I tell you, I haven't had a rush like that since that time I got chased by that junkyard guard dog, Rufus," he reminisced in his fervor.

Everyone then gasped. Fergus nodded taking in their horrified expressions. "It was possibly one of the deadliest things I've ever done. I could've ended up badly maimed or worse. . . " A heavy cooking pot suddenly bonked him on the head. A look of confusion then appeared on his face.

It was a double-whammy when a bowling pin fell from the junk pile and hit Fergus on the head. Dylan, Dolly, Big Fee, and Sid all watched on with shock and horror as a big red tool box fell down — smashing down onto Fergus' head. Fergus flinched with each bonk. His friends all cringed as the heavy objects kept falling. And down came an iron anvil. Wham! The anvil slid off of Fergus' head leaving him with an unsightly big red bump.

That was the last of it. Fergus' head drooped down and his whole body slumped as he was knocked unconscious. Dolly's gaped with a look of pure concern. Dylan's eyes were wide with his paws to his mouth. Big Fee appeared freaked out, grabbing at her hair. Sid's jaw was agape and he slowly shook his head in disbelief. The accidental joyride of earlier was forgotten, and now all anyone could think about was how Fergus was going to turn out after this.

A/N: I already got most of the writing done, just have to wrap up the resolution. I will keep you updated with installments as soon as possible. I'm going to start posting in installments for my bigger stories now actually, that would be a better approach.