Chapter 23
It was the next morning and Carter drove the stolen RV down a two-lane country road in Virginia.
Inside the RV, Sabrina the woman sat in the passenger seat with her bare feet propped up on the dash.
“We better stop to call Alvin and let him know we got the evidence. He's probably worried sick,” Carter told Sabrina the woman. He glanced down at the console gages. “We’re low on fuel anyway,” he added then spotted a Colonial convenience store/gas station up ahead.
Carter drove the RV down the street and pulled into the gas station.
Carter pulled the RV to an available gas pump and parked. He shut off the engine.
Sabrina the woman opened up the door and ran to the convenience store.
Carter got out of the RV and headed to the pay phone by the corner of the store.
Back in Remakewood, Sabrina the woman’s house was empty.
Her phone in the kitchen rang, rang and rang.
Back at the Colonial convenience store/gas station in Virginia, Carter hung up the phone when Sabrina the woman walked up to him. “Alvin didn’t answer,” he told her.
“Maybe he stepped out for a few minutes.”
“Maybe,” Carter replied and was a little concerned.
They walked back to the RV where Carter started pumping gas.
While Carter pumped gas into the RV, Sabrina the woman saw 101 Dalmatians puppies moping along the side of the road.
“Ah, poor puppies,” she said while she glanced at the puppies.
“What puppies?” Carter asked.
“Those puppies,” she replied while she pointed at the Dalmatians.
Carter looked at the puppies. “Yeah, that is too bad,” he said while the gas continued to flow into the RVs fuel tank.
“Can we give them a lift?” Sabrina the woman asked while she looked concerned about the mutts.
“No!”
“But Carter. I believe they're lost and trying to find their way home,” she replied.
“What makes you think that?” he asked while the gas continued to pour into the RVs fuel tank.
“Those other Dalmatians told me about this old rich woman that stole some other Dalmatians and killed them. She killed them to use their hides for a big Dalmatian coat,” Sabrina the woman replied and her eyes started to fill with tears.
Carter looked at Sabrina the woman’s watery sad eyes and he couldn’t resist.
“Okay.”
Sabrina the woman gave Carter a quick kiss on his lips then she rushed inside the RV.
The rainbow colored flash was visible inside the RV while it consumed Sabrina the woman’s body.
After a few seconds, Sabrina the dog ran out of the RV and ran to the road.
Carter continued to pump gas into the fuel tanks of the RV.
Sabrina the dog ran down the streets after the Dalmatian puppies. “Were are you all going?” she yelled at the puppies.
The 101 Dalmatian puppies stopped and turned around.
“We’re going home to Los Angeles,” one of the Dalmatian puppies replied.
“Would you all want a ride?” she asked when she got to the rear of the pack.
“Yes!” all the puppies replied in unison.
“Follow me,” Sabrina the dog said to the puppies then turned around and ran back to the convenience store/gas station.
The Dalmatians ran after Sabrina the dog and looked excited of getting off the streets.
Sabrina the dog ran back to the RV and the 101 Dalmatian puppies followed.
Sabrina the dog ran up the stairs and went inside the RV.
All the Dalmatian puppies ran up the stairs into the RV.
Carter was finished pumping gas into the RV. He got the receipt out of the pump and wanted to cry when he saw the huge dollar amount applied to his credit card.
Carter got inside the RV and closed the door.
He looked at all the wagging tails of the Dalmatian puppies and prayed they wouldn’t crap inside the vehicle.
The rainbow colored flash consumed Sabrina the dog’s entire body.
All the Dalmatian puppies ran to the rear of the RV in fear.
Sabrina the woman appeared and sat in the passenger seat while Carter got behind the wheel.
All of the Dalmatian puppies inched their way to the front of the RV when the rainbow flash disappeared and they saw Sabrina the woman.
“I can't believe that Sheep dog turns into a human,” one Dalmatian puppy said.
“In know. What will they think of next?” another Dalmatian puppy replied.
They looked at Sabrina the woman while they inched their way closer to the front of the RV.
Hours later, Carter raced the RV down a two-lane country road in North Carolina.
Sabrina the woman had her feet propped up on the dashboard and dozed off.
In the back of the RV, some Dalmatians slept on the couch, some in the aisle, and the rest on the floor.
The rest of the Dalmatians had their heads out the windows loving the wind blowing across their faces.
Back in a landfill in Virginia, birds flew over the garbage heap while some birds were picking at the trash.
Some pieces of garbage in the pile moved.
A hand came out of the garbage.
Another hand came out of the garbage.
Scarface’s face suddenly appeared in the garbage gasping for fresh air. He looked furious while he stared at the blue sky.
Scarface shoved more trash away and he climbed out of the landfill.
Scarface stood on the garbage heap while he got his bearings straight. A bird pooped and it plopped on the top of Scarface’s bald head. He wiped the bird poop and figured that Carter was heading back to Remakewood.
His cell phone rang from one of his suit pockets. He removed his cell phone and looked at the viewfinder. “Crap,” he said when he saw the caller’s name. “Yes sir,” he answered the call.
“Did you get Carter and that ugly mutt?” Senator Cheatham asked from the cell phone.
Scarface pondered for a few seconds how he would answer that question.
He started to climb down the mountain of garbage. “Well, funny you should ask. Not yet. Carter got away with the other Pink Panther and I believe he’s heading back to Remakewood,” Scarface replied into his cell phone while he climbed down the mountain of garbage.
Scarface’s foot slipped on some banana peels and he tumbled the rest of the way down the mountain of rotten garbage.
He lost grip of his cell phone and it landed five feet away on some garbage.
“You idiot!” Senator Cheatham screamed from Scarface’s cell phone.
Scarface hesitated to pick up the cell phone knowing the Senator was furious.
He walked over and the second he reached down to grab his cell phone. “Are you sure they’re heading back to Remakewood,” Senator Cheatham said from the cell phone while it sat on some garbage.
A bird came out of nowhere and snatched up the cell phone. “Scarface, answer me!” Senator Cheatham’s voice was heard from the air while the bird flew away with Scarface’s cell phone in its beak.
“Crap!” Scarface said while he watched the bird fly away. He reached inside his suit jacket and removed a Cuban cigar. He shoved it in his mouth and lit it.
There was a boom while his cigar ignited the methane gas that emitted from the garbage.
Scarface danced around smacking out the flames that set his expensive Italian suit on fire.
It was a little while later, and Carter drove the RV deeper into North Carolina on the two-lane country road.
It was a little while later, and Scarface wore his burnt Italian suit while he drove the Hummer to the Dulles International Airport.
He stopped by the main terminal and saw the “All Airports, Bus Stations, and Train Stations are Closed Due To Strikes” signs plastered all over the terminal windows.
Scarface looked pissed while he screeched the Hummer away.
Later that day, Carter raced the RV down a two-lane country road into South Carolina.
Sabrina the woman had her head out one of the windows with some Dalmatian puppies. They all loved the feeling of the wind blowing in their faces while Carter raced the RV down the South Carolina country road.
It was a little while later, and Scarface puffed on a Cuban cigar while he raced the Hummer down I-95 in Virginia looking for the General Lee car.
It was a little while later, and Carter had the RV pulled over in a Good Ole Boy convenience store/gas station where he filled up the fuel tank with gas. He wanted to cry while he sat the amount on the gas pump going over three hundred dollars.
It was a little while later, and Scarface puffed on a Cuban cigar while he raced his Hummer down I-95 and was now in South Carolina still looking for the General Lee car.
It was later that night, and Carter pulled the RV into the Redneck Inn Motel located in Alabama. The hotel had a lighted sign showing two happy rednecks with their arms around each other.
While Sabrina the woman walked all the Dalmatian puppies around so they could go to the bathroom, Carter went to the office and paid for a room.
In Georgia, Scarface had the Hummer pulled into another Redneck Inn for a good nights sleep.
Back in Carter’s room at the Redneck Inn Motel, he tried to call Alvin at Sabrina’s house. Alvin didn’t answer and that worried Carter.