Rolling and puttering along in the new car they tried to roll down the windows to look for a store. "Oh come on, no inflatable radio" muttered Speedy who was in the front seat after pulling rank on the others. "Hey it's out of a pickle box, Mr. greedy!" injected dejected Baeauman. "And a limousine, you can't even start complaining about that," he professed to Speedy. The thought of this sunk in and Speedy decided it was okay. Not a fast vehicle but comfortable, after all they were basically riding on air. "Why not come try the inflatable hot tub or bowling alley?" yelled Ducky from the second seat aimed to upset. Speedy was hit on target and was rather unhappy.
On the move still, past theaters and movie stores, furniture stores, garden centers, or outdoor restaurants, and apartments, they found themselves in a suburb. "Hey how do we get gas in this?" asked the dirt rabbit. Another stupid inflatable car question, at the expense of Baeauman. In the back seat he had in fact found a complementary warm towel and was washing up when Baeauman stopped him. "Hey, don't do that, we need that!" he shouted, of course in reference to the mud, not the towel. "What about these furniture stores, couldn't we get some things for the Tavern?" questioned Tyf. Baeauman stopped the car.
Watching the screen Kovu and Slayer were delighted at the sight. 'They stopped. Let's do it," suggested Slayer.
"No, we are going to use the chance cube," answered Speedy, back to Tyf. "What, I thought we were going to do that like ten minutes ago?" she groaned. It was true, Speedy had inadvertantly distracted Baeauman with his radio comment. It had all gone downhill from there. "Oh, you. Cmon let's do it and get back!" she exclaimed. "Oh, me," said Speedy to himself possibly. "Let's do it Baeauman."
"Now would be a prime time to shoot the grenade, while they are stopped!" ordered Kovu to General. In haste, General Genuflect approached a small cannon in the room and bent down, not in fact genuflecting but however similar in manner, to the sights and placed the stopped limousine in them. (I certainly missed exactly where kovu and them are but I'm assuming they can hit the ground on carrotus) He certainly fired and the grenade sped towards the pavement.
Baeauman prepared to use his chance cube to rapidly get them a new War Tavern for under ten thousand, however he was cut short by the grenade exploding and the large number of pins only shortly lodging themsleves in the limousine side. They were all shocked by the bang and the further bang of their car busting up all over. "Oh shoot," yelled the irish one. Physics in their world had the typical nasty habit of doing that thing to popped inflatables such as balloons and inner tubes - the car gained a burst of air flowing outward from the back and the whole thing immediately lifted off in a fast, mad spiral with the seven of them clinging to the body. 'I hate this," growled Baeauman, "and I hate Kovu! Hate hate hate!" he yelled. They watched the buildings go from right sight up to upside down in quick successions and flew farther away. When they had left the ground they saw the explosion behind them and knew it was foul play, Baeauman had pointed out the culprit and they were all discouraged. Kovu and Slayer could have stranded them in space but decided to ruin their limo and their get-building-quick scheme instead.
To top things off Baeauman had appropriately yet unfortunately lost control of the chance cube and it lay on the pavement passed over by cars and those sort of things. Kovu had his eye on it and read plans over in his mind of how it could be in his hands quite rapidly. There were a lot of creative options being a villain. However he decided on "Let's just pick it up" for budget and time's sake knowing that once they landed the group could pick up a new limo and reclaim it. "Genuflector, man the cannon once more." detailed Kovu. Genuflector had in fact not moved an inch. "Fire this," he demanded, pointing at one of the foot soldiers. "You're a paratropper now son," said Kovu to the chosen who looked ill at ease until the para part. The soldier strapped on the pack and was packed into the thin cannon shortly. With a bang he was hurtling toward the ground, a bit smoky with no rich hickory flavor at all, but fully concious and ready to do the deed.
His hands were ready to pull the rip cord. "If pieces of luggage and food scraps come out I've had it," prattled the soldier at about one word per three feet. In fact the parachute opened and he floated to the ground immediately picking up the cube.
"Mission succeeded!" he said through the communicator.
Kocu and Slayer didn't need confirmation, watching him on the screen. What things they could do with the chance cube. They had always wanted to do a 'in the wrong hands' villain scheme. However the point came up that the trooper could not be easily recovered. They quickly decided to shoot another outfitted with a nice bungee rope. He was placed into the cannon and fired up and out. He neared the ground very rapidly but realized the rope was too short. Kovu shouted "Throw him the cube!" to the on foot soldier. The ground agent pitched the cube with good form up to the other soldier, ready to snap back to where he came. A good catch too, but an unpleasant reentry backwards jammed into the cannon. The chance cube rattled out of the cannon out of the soldier's hand and was picked up by Kovu with Slayer at side.
"What luck," he said in a finishing tone with a horridly menacing face to look at.

(Rocky)