"So what's the plan?"
"I say that we get out of here as quick as we can, and get as far as we can."
And this, India reflected was how it all started. After a quick discussion that soon led in to a long arguement, they decided to go to Vancouver, which was as far as they figured they could get from Toronto without having to pass over any boarders and thereby leaving a paper trail.
They had no money and no transportation. Lindsey had raised s few eyebrows when he had iddly pulled out a gold card, but Jonathan had refuesd to use it, saying that if whoever they were dealing with was half competent he would have frozen or placed a trace on the number.
So instead, with a bit of savy from Joanthan, and Lindsey's laptop, they had illegally hacked their way into his accounts, diverging a couple of thousand of dollars. For expenses, said Jonathan, for clothes, India thought with relief. They had been going on for 3 days now in the same attire, and, as Daemon had put it , "this underwear aint getting any younger." (shudder).
Still no transportation though. Train and planes involved tickets and questions, car was the most likely candidate. Had it been Jonathan going alone, he would have hitch - hiked, but with the six of them - even split up -they'd still stand out like a sore thumb.
Running low on solutions, and time, Jonathan said nevermind, and he'd fix it. So off he went to steal them a car.
"Do you think he'll bring back a jeep? I've always wanted a jeep." Daemon wondered outloud.
"No dude - I want a sports car. Course he'll need two, but I think it would be worth it."
"Don't be ridiculous " India scoffed, although personaly hoping for a pick up truck. "I doubt he's going to go to a car dealership. He's going to get whatever he can find. "
Just them a large explosion drew their attention to the street where this emmense steel vessel was rolling down towards them.
"It's.. it's ...no... what is that?"
They all watched as the car appraoached and then rolled on by.
Jonathan stuck his head out the window. "Brakes need a bit of work." he explained. 10 feet later it stopped. India furiously calculated the deacceleration in her head. With a mass like that, it didn't have to stop - it had momentum enough to take out just about anything..
They all stared at the metallic beast hulking over by the curb.
"What 's the thing that's got Jonathan ?" Lexi spoke first.
"Oh man... I think it's our transportation." Daemon swallowed.
"You're kidding."
By this time Joanthan had struggled out the nearest windiw and was leaning proudly on the side of his "babe-mobile" as he had already christened it. "So - " he said proudly "What do you think?"
"Look at it -.. it's a freak!!!" Lexi had the words ready to go.
Jonathan's face fell.
"well... so are you - Freak - girl!"
"What about you -freak boy with metallic arm"
"Freak - girl!"
"SHUT UP!"
India winced as Jonathan shouted, and recovered from the noise with murder in her eyes. "You don't have to yell. Now I have a headache"
"you already had a hangover...er.....headache."
"Shut UP Daemon"
"Anyway" Jonathan decide to be big and ignore Lexi. "I've got a car, and it won't be missed for a while. Really it's perfect."
'We are SCREWED' Lindsey thought, just shaking his head.
"Well let's grab our stuff, load up and go."
"Way to go Moe, making the plan, making the plan Moe."
"Lexi that wasn't even funny on SNL"
"So it's funny now - HA HA HA HA HA HA!" SMACK. THUD as Lexi falls over.
"Hey thanks Jonathan"
"My pleasure"
grumble grumle grumble from the ground. Lindsey leant over, giving her his hand.
Lexi accepted it with a grin. "Yeah I KNOW I deserved that. But it seemed like a good idea at the time."
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20 minutes later they were ready to go.
"Okay - " Jonathan was taking stock of the situation. They all had a few bags.
He reached down to pick one up. "Geez this is heavy - What's in this?" Daemon and India looked at each other. "My underwear." She replied.
Jonathan looked at her suspeciously. "It's pretty heavy to be undewear."
"Really?" India glared at him "Too bad."
Quickly Joanthan flipped the lock and stared going through the bag.
"Hey -- you ASSHOLE! That's my stuff."
"Underwear.. underwear... pink things....AH HA!!!! You were holding out on us!!!"
Jonathan leaned back as he pulled out 5 bottles of whisky. "You weren't even going to share?"
"Looks like I'll have to now eh?" India glared around, looking for someone to take out her wrath on.
" Oh well" She shrugged "what about Daemon's beer then?"
"Daemon's WHAT!?!?!" Jonathan let out a shriek.
"Great India - thanks - back to the liquor store I go. There goes my underwear money."
"ugh"
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Finally, with the alchol safelty stored, they were on there way.
"Did anyone bring any c.ds?" Lexi already sounded bored. "Hey can I ride on the roof? I saw it in a movie once."
"No - I didn't bring any tapes."
"And although I'd love to have you on the roof, I _don't_ want to be pulled over driving a stolen car."
"I did"
"What - tapes?"
"Yep - Snoop doggy dog's latest."
"MOE!!!!! You like RAP!!!!!!" Daemon leapt up as Jonathan felt what was left of his hope of surviving this trip go out the window.
Vancouver - here we come. Dead or alive.
"God ", Lexi thought as the ear spliting beat ricotied through the amount of pure metal in the car. "Perferable dead."
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Two Hours later...
That nagging feeling that had been accompaning Jonathan the entire trip - that he had forgotten to do something, suddenly became realised.
"Shit"
The car swerved as Daemon, who was driving was startled awake.
"Don't _ever_ do that again."
Jonathan was ignoring Daemon as he turned around to face the people in the back.
"All right - who was responsible for packing the COG?"
Lindsey felt himself sink deeper into his seat. Was it him?
"Don't hurt me -I'm DRIVING!" Daemon feared for his life as he caught sight of Jonathans face.
"Well... No matter who was responsible, we are now going to have to turn around."
"Good luck" India snorted. "With the mass momentum that this sucker has, We won't be stopping for at least another 10 minutes. Great car there Jonathan. Good Job."
"Shut Up"
THWACK...THUD ...BANG...OWWWW....
(Well I think we can all guess where this is heading)
"...Let go!!!!...."
"Say Mercy... SAY IT!!!"
"NEVER!"
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The End