Part 3, On The Way



Gold Bones and Wild Angel walked out of the forest and into the bright sunlight.



“How old are you?” Wild Angel asked.

“The question is how old are you?” Gold Bones asked.

“I’m 17, and your….”

“19”, replied Gold Bones.

“Oh”

“Com’on we got to get moving”, said Gold Bones.

“Wait a second” Wild said quickly,”I’ll be right back.”



Wild Angel quickly ran across the field and ran into her little hideout. She searched franticly for her pocketknife.



“Were is it!?” she mumbled to herself, “Ah, there it is!”



She grabbed the pocketknife and ran out the door shutting it quickly behind her. The long flowers and weeds scraped on her fur as she ran. She stopped quickly throwing up dirt from her feet.



“Hehe, sorry”, she said giggling.

While coughing Gold Bones said, “Its okay….r-e-a-l-l-y. What did you need so bad that you had to run back there for?”

“Oh, hehe, just my pocketknife”

“Were did you find that?” Asked Gold Bones.

“Oh, in a dumpster on the street”

“Ah, I see”, Gold Bones said, “Well, we better get going, it’s getting late.”

“Okay then”, Wild replied back.



They walked for about 20 minutes till they saw a sign that said “Carrot Avenue” in front of them. Wild looked down at her feet, and bit her lip, thinking.



“Maybe, just maybe my parents aren’t dead”, she though.



She heard wheels screech and she looked up. A car was in front of her honking madly. She franticly looked around for Gold Bones, but she couldn’t see him!



“Over here, Wildie!”



Gold Bones was to the left of her, waving for her to come. She quickly ran over to Gold Bones and jumped on the sidewalk next to him, and turned to look back at the car and its driver, but he was gone.



“Hum Dee Dum, GOLD BONES LOOK!”



A silvery machine stood in the mist of a street. A strange looking turtle walked out of it. He had glasses and a small remote control with 2 buttons under it. It was Devan Shell!



“Who, What, Were!?” Gold Bones asked looking around quickly.

“Over there!!”



Devan Shell heard them and started running like a mad turtle that had been on drugs.



“After him!” Wild Angel screeched.



Gold Bones and Angel ran, and ran, and ran a little more. Devan Shell tried to take a quick corner but slipped on a Snickers chocolate bar rapper. He fell feet first and landed on his bad, squirming to get up.



“We’ve got him now!” Wild Angel said.



Just as Wild Angel went to jump and Devan, he presses the top button on his remote and was gone in a zip, and a flash.



“Oh NO”, Gold Bones said.



He ran over to catch Wild, but was too late. Wild fell on the right side of her face, and her lip began to bleed.



“Com’on Wild, now we HAVE to get you home!” Gold Bones said.



Wild Angel got up and wiped the side of her lip with her arm and looked at the blood.



“I’LL GET YOU DEVAN SHELL!” Wild screamed madly.

“Com’on lets go home. It’s just a turn around this street.



They walked and turned when the reached a street called Pivot Drive, and bumped into a rabbit with red headband and wristbands, blue eyes and blue gun and backpack.



“Oh, I’m very sorry”, Wild Angel said.

“Nah, it’s okay. My name is JelZe. What are y’alls names?”

“I’m Gold Bones…”

“…And I’m Wild Angel, you can call me Wildie if you want, JelZe.”

“Okay, were exactly were y'all going?” Asked JelZe.

“Home”

“Where’s that?”

“Why should I tell?! You’re probably going to hunt us down and tell Devan Shell and then kill us”, Gold Bones blurted out.

“Whoa! HOLD IT”, JelZe said.

“ Well, we better be going! Meet us tomorrow and we’ll tell you everything”, Gold Bones said.

“Okay, nice meeting you”, Wild Angel said as they walked away turning back waving.