Running Away? [Sparx or pm to join]

[whybeok88]

Pluto had put his thoughts into action.

He figured out how to get his collar off after a few days of rolling around in the courtyard kicking at it. He finally figured out he had to get it hooked to something so he could yank his head through. "Without my name tag, no one will know who I am," Pluto thought to himself. Once he finally got it off, he spent the next hour cleaning himself.

Now he was making his way to the hanger. "That is where all the flying boats go so that is how I get out!" As he plotted down the stairs towards the hanger he thought of all the excitement that was about to ensue. "Okay," Pluto thought, "now I just need a boat to get into, anything as long as it isn't with the chipmunks or a cat!" As reached the bottom and crossed the threshold he listened. The chipmunks were here but they were fighting over something Pluto had never heard of. Pluto found a quiet spot in the corner, sat down and waited, tail wagging, staring at the hanger doors.

A few hours had passed and his enthusiasm had waned. He was now sprawled out on the floor half asleep as the chipmunks had moved into the office and were chatting about more nonsense. Slowly Pluto perked up as he swore he heard something coming. He sprung to feet and he whole body wriggled with excitement as he tail waved back and forth a mile a minute.

[xthelonelypuppetx]

"This is how you land, riiiiight?"

"NONONONO! That's the accelerat--"

The words came too late. Sparx's hand had already closed down on the button, and the ship sped up. "HIT THE BRAKES! HIT THE DAMN BRAKES, SPARX!" Her hand now found the big red button beside the accelerator. The Gummi Ship came to a grinding halt, lifting the rebel up out of her seat. Her gloved hands pressed up against the windshield to keep her head from slamming against it. Thank God for seatbelts... I would have been dusted... She fell back into her seat harshly and without warning, eliciting a quiet moan of discomfort. The rebel re-adjusted the bulky headset on her head, set in disarray due to the ride so far. In her ears, she heard Mr. N's screams of disapproval.

The joys of Driver's Ed.

"Dammit, you're going to get yourself killed, Sparx. Take her down to that hangar. I'll get everything worked out, later." Mr. N sounded annoyed. He had often told Sparx that he had no patience with children, so he was no good as a teacher. Up until now, the woman had questioned why he said that. She had gotten her answer, most certainly. Placing her hands on the wheel, Sparx guided her small Gummi Ship down into the hangar of a world with a large castle. Mr. N had quieted down, at last, so now she could concentrate. Nearly perfectly, she entered and landed her ship at one of the docks.

"Good. Pretty good, for your first try. Most would have crashed it going at that speed..."

That's what they said the first time I flew a plane... She smiled, a little bit. For a rebel, Sparx had all sorts of strokes of luck. Needless to say, all this luck tended to be counterbalanced by the Foreman... She touched the scar on her cheek silently before unbuckling and setting her headset aside. Her hand came to a purple button labeled "DOORS." Within the next few seconds, the doors on either side raised out and up. The blonde-haired rebel peered out curiously at the world around her.

"...I think I just stepped into a cartoon...

"COOL!"

[whybeok88]

Pluto could barely contain his joy as he saw the hanger doors begin to open. He began prancing joyously in a circle when he took a second to hold his barely contained excitement. "The plan was working, now I just need to get on the ship and then I'm out of here!"

Quivering excitedly, still in his hiding spot in the corner, Pluto watched as the boat came to a stop in the hanger. He heard the chipmunks get up and head out to see the newcomers. "That would be his chance," Pluto thought,"they would distract the driver and he could get inside!" As he waited to see his opportunity he saw the doors to the boat begin to open.

Getting a good view of the driver's side of the boat as the door opened, a blonde woman peered out of the boat. She was looking around with an obvious look of excitement on her face. "SHE LOOKS FUN!" Pluto's ears and tail dropped as he had to stop himself from bounding over to her. Looking through the vehicle's open door, Pluto caught sight of an older gentleman who did not look like near as much fun.

"Maybe I could still check?"

Pluto shook off the notion as he began to slink silently towards the boat. He stayed low to the ground and stayed behind any equipment available attempting to be as quite as possible. Just as he was reaching the back of the boat, Pluto bumped one of the large standing tool box. As the equipment rattled inside, it caused a quick and quiet noise that he hoped no one heard as he dove for cover. Crouched behind a crate, Pluto listen carefully and praying that none of them had noticed.