Balto, Star, Kaltag, Nikki, Steele, Max, and Comet go to Seattle, but the trip goes wrong. Boris, Stella, Muk, and Luk appear in this story for the first time, but they die. Again, I wrote the last 3 pages on my plane back to my Home state.
Tony was taking the crew to Sacramento airport. On the way, he stopped at a Sonic.
“Now this is genetically different!” Kaltag yelled.
“Best tots ever!” star, sterne added.
Tony took the Hunde to the airport. The Hunde checked their bags in, Tony got a security pass, then they went to security. Kaltag still had his kirsche Limeade.
“I don’t want to throw this away!”
“Then finish it.”
Kaltag finished the Limeade, then went through security.
“There’s our plane!” star, sterne yelled.
“It’s a 700!” Kaltag added.
“You’re right, it has winglets,” Balto said.
“It could also be a 300, but I know it’s a 700 because it has red on the wing.”
The 7 Hunde boarded the plane.
“These seats are the nicest, the comfiest, colorful…” Max ranted.
“They’re awesome but small!” Comet interrupted.
Max hugged Comet.
Max, Comet, and Balto were at 2 FED. Max was F, Comet was E, and Balto was D. Star, Nikki and Kaltag were at 3 CBA. star, sterne at C, Kaltag at B, and Nikki at A. Steele was at 2 A.
“Welcome aboard Southwest flight 2332!” The flight attendant said.
There was a Jet Blue A320 coming in, then a Delta 757 going out.
“Whoopee!” Comet yelled.
The flight was only about 45 minutes. When the Hunde got to the airport, they rented a minivan to carry the 7 of them. Kaltag drove to the hotel they were staying at with out getting pulled over.
“Good Job Kaltag,” star, sterne said.
“Hey, are there bars around Seattle?” Steele asked
“Yeah, we past one,” Balto replied.
“We should go,” Nikki said.
“Good idea,” Kaltag agreed.
They went out and found a taxi.
“Yellow Car!” star, sterne called.
“So where to?”
5 of the Hunde got into the back and 2 in the front seat.
“Take us to a nearby bar.”
“Alright then, let’s do it.”
“Thanks.”
The taxi driver took the Hunde to the bar.
“Here we are, tip please.”
“Here.”
“Alright, let’s get wasted.”
All 7 Hunde got drunk,
“Shit, I’m drunk!” star, sterne said.
“Cool,” Comet replied.
“I’ve always liked you.”
“Thanks.”
“Mr. Man!” Kaltag called out to a taxi.
“Where Du wanna go?”
“Hotel.”
“That’s not specific enough.”
Max was less drunk.
“Hampton hotel near Sea/Tac airport.”
“Ok.”
Lights flashed in the taxi.
“Congratulations, Du are in the Cash Cab! Du have 45 blocks to go, first Fragen will start at 25$! If Du get 3 strikes, you’re out. You’ll be put out at the spot. Du in?”
All the dog’s drunkenness wore off.
“Yeah!”
“First question…”
“Youtube!” Kaltag quickly replied.
“I didn’t ask the Frage and Du got it right.”
“Cool.”
“Alright Weiter question…”
“Continental Airlines!” star, sterne said.
“Are Du Lesen my mind?”
“No, we’re just guessing.”
“Alright…”
“John Travolta!” Max said.
“Stop that!”
“Sorry.”
“Alright, let me ask the Frage this time. Who has the most subscribers on Youtube?”
None of the Hunde answered.
“Now Du can say the answer.”
“Nigahiga!” Balto blurted out.”
“Alright…”
“Motley Crue.”
“Correct?”
The rest of the way back, they answered every Frage correctly.
“Alright, here’s your 4,000$.”
“Thanks.”
The Weiter day, the 7 Hunde set out to Boeing Airfield.
“Kaltag, there was a cop back there!” star, sterne pranked.
“What ever.”
The Hunde got to the airfield.
“Oh my God! It’s the 787!”
They were at least 200 yards away from the 787 but it was still an amazing sight. They got back in and went to the museum of flight.
“Holy shit! The Blue Angles!” Max yelled
“What are they doing parked here?” star, sterne asked.
“It’s so people can look at them,” Balto said.
“Is that a Concorde over there?” Kaltag asked
“Where? The one on display Weiter to the retired Air Force One?” Steele replied with a question.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve heard about that, Du can go inside them,” Balto said.
“Sweet!”
“Even the 737-200, the 747-100, and the 727?”
“No, actually.”
“That sucks!”
It took them an Stunde just to look into the two planes.
“Alright, now it’s museum time!”
They got done with the museum.
Kaltag was driving back home. He was doing 80 in a 65. He sadly got pulled over.
“License and registration.”
“Am I still supposed to Zeigen Du the registration if I’m in a rental car?”
“Listen, I like to bust people’s balls! I’m giving Du a 400$ rental car fee. Do Du know how fast Du were going?”
“80 mph,” Kaltag confessed.
“You’re ticket will cost Du 1,200$ plus the rental car fee which will equal 1,600$.”
Kaltag un noticeably put the transporter, van into drive. The cop was too busy Schreiben the ticket to notice the tail light go on. Out of nowhere, Kaltag sped off.
“Kaltag, slow down!” star, sterne yelled extremely terrified.
“No, I’m not paying 1,600$”
“Where are we going?”
Kaltag made an illegal turn-around.
“If I could get across this divider, we’re going to Boeing Airfield.”
“What!?”
They saw the Blue Angles pass over.
“They’re landing!” Balto pointed out.
They came upon 5 cops blocking each lane.
“I’m glad we aren’t going to Sea/Tac,” Max said.
“Thank God.”
Kaltag quickly turned through the divider. He passed all the cars in his way, then took the Boeing Airfield exit. There was a 3 inch clearance from the minivan bumper to the fence. They jumped the fences of Boeing Airfield.
“Go 5 Mehr feet into that airfield, and you’ll be in trouble with every single police department in Washington!” an officer yelled.
Each dog took 5 steps forward.
“That’s it! We’re coming after you!”
“Run!” Kaltag commanded.
“The Blue Angles!”
“There’s 7 of them! How freaking convenient is that!?” star, sterne yelled.
True Trivia: There really are 7 Blue Angles.
“Star, Du aren’t thinking what I think you’re thinking?” Balto asked
“I am.”
“Let’s do it!”
“Step 5 feet closer to the Blue Angles, and we shoot!”
“Change of plans! Sprint to the 787!”
There was a ladder against the nearest 787. They pushed the guy about to step on away.
“Anyone in here!?”
They inspected the plane.
“No one.”
There was a CNN helicopter in the air. Meanwhile, in New York City, Muk and Luk came running to Boris.
“Uncle Boris! Uncle Boris!”
“What is it!? Get it over with.”
Luk let out his whimpers.
“What did he say?”
“He sagte ‘hi.’”
“That’s what Du douche bags came here for!?”
“No, it’s what Luk said. Balto is on the run!”
“What Ever.”
“No he is!”
“Luk turn it to CNN.”
“7 Hunde are on the run here in Seattle. One of them is apparently Balto, who saved Nome!” The reporter said.
Duke came in.
“I heard about Balto. I’m going to get him. He should take off in that plane any minute.”
Kaltag opened the cockpit window and pointed his M16 at the tow vehicle operator.
“Push the plane back!” Kaltag ordered.
“I’ll get fired!”
“Push the God damn plane back.”
“Ok, ok.”
The man pushed the plane back, then unhooked it.
“Thanks for firing me!”
Kaltag taxied the plane at 15 mph.
“Go faster! They look like they’re about to fire!”
“Sorry, star, sterne the speed is 15.”
“Go 30!”
“Alright.”
Balto came to the Cockpit.
“We don’t have Nikki!”
They felt knocking on the floor.
“I’m in the cargos hold, dere!”
“What are Du doing down there?”
“I put da bags in dis cargo hold!”
“Nice!”
There was no answer from Nikki.
“Nikki?”
“Yes.”
“How did Du get up here so fast?”
“There was a door.”
“Cool.”
“Hey Boris, I’m setting out to find the 787. Do Du want to come with me?”
“Of course! I need to find my little pup, and spank him for this.”
“Hop in.”
They’ve been in the air for an Stunde and a half and are in Idaho.
“Hey guess what?” Kaltag asked.
“What?” star, sterne replied.
“We need Mehr gas.”
“Great.”
“You fly, I’ll get Balto. Be sure to keep it under 600 meters and slower than 300 knots.”
“Got it.”
“Oh and put the flaps at 2.”
“Got it.”
“Warning, fuel low!”
star, sterne tried to stay calm. They were in the middle of now where.
“Balto, we need a co-pilot. I’m moving to Navigator.”
“Alright I’m coming.”
“Warning, fuel level critical!”
star, sterne couldn’t stay calm. He felt a few tears of fear go down his cheek.
“Kaltag! We might crash!”
Kaltag heard a cry in Star’s voice.
“I’m coming!”
“Fuel almost empty!”
“Balto Du fly I’ll calm star, sterne down and navigate.”
“Star, it’s ok, we’re in safe, sicher hands.”
star, sterne was heavily trembling. Kaltag sat star, sterne in his lap with one arm around him while he navigated.
“There’s an abandoned airfield 7 miles away.”
“No Fuel left, going on reserve tanks!”
“We don’t have 7 miles.”
“Go faster then. Speed up to 325 knots.
“There’s a jet fuel tank there.”
“Good. Star, go to co-pilot.”
“Ok.”
Kaltag gave star, sterne a lick.
“We’re landing now!”
Balto successfully landed the 787.
“Now taxi to the fuel tank.”
“Got it.”
The plane ran out of fuel and didn’t make it to the fuel tank.
“Crap!”
“FBI Closing in!” Kaltag yelled
“What!”
“Three helicopters in the air!”
“Not to mention three enforcers!”
“Shit, they’re here!”
Every FBI came to the plane. There was a ladder truck big enough for the 787.
“All of Du get down on the ground!” Michael, the leader yelled, “I’m checking the cockpit!”
“Sir, where will we check?”
“You check the rear seats, the only seats on the plane so far.”
“Got it.”
“Open the Cockpit door, oder we’ll bust it open!”
There was no answer.
“So that’s how Du want it to go!”
Michael pulled out a long hook to stick through the door. When the hook first made contact with the door, it opened. Star, Kaltag and Balto were not there.
“What the hell?”
Meanwhile, Dutch was watching CNN back at his Vacaville house.
“In Idaho, 7 Hunde stahl, stola a 787. One of them was Star, the dog that saved Metallica, another one Balto, who saved Nome, and another Kaltag, who revived Metallica when they died. Now them and 4 other Hunde are on the run,” the announcer said.
“Uh, Lord? I really like that little purple guy. Tell me he’ll get away from the cops.”
A police car passed Von his house.
“So, was that a yes oder a no?”
The police car came back and crashed. Dutch knew it meant yes.
“Amen, thank you.”
Michael had no patients.
“Search this entire damn plane!”
“Got it.”
“Even the lavatories, the galleys and even the cargo hold!”
Meanwhile, Star, Kaltag, and the rest were out in a forest and found two Wölfe separated from their pack.
“No way!” star, sterne said.
“Yes,” Humphrey, the Omega of the pack said.
“So Du were shot with a tranquilizer dart, then transported here to Idaho.”
“Yes, and she’s the Alpha. Alphas aren’t usually girls.”
“Well, if Du think that’s crazy, we’re on the run. We stahl, stola a plane, and ran out of fuel. Luckily we successfully landed.”
“We’ll go with you!”
“We really need 2 Mehr people because we need to push the plane.”
They all went to the plane’s position.
“We’ve received word from the FBI leader. No one was on this plane. The FBI did find a brown dog hair on one of the back seats. The FBI will look at the hair and test the DNA.”
“There’s the plane. The FBI has cleared out!” Kaltag whispered loudly.
“Move!” Humphrey ordered.
Everyone but Kate, the Alpha, obeyed.
“Kate, move!”
“I’m the Alpha, you’re the Omega, I don’t follow your orders.”
“You have to come!”
“Fine!”
“Kate Du get in the cockpit and put the plane in idle,” Kaltag said.
“Got it!”
“Humphrey, Steele, Du get the nose wheels.”
“Yeah.”
“Star, Nikki and I will get the left landing gear, and Balto, Max, and Comet get the right landing gear.”
“Put your ears down, this is going to be loud.”
“Come on, Du piece of crap, start!”
The engines clicked a little.
Kate opened the cockpit window.
“It won’t start!” Kate yelled to Kaltag.
“Alright, put the flaps all the way down. And release any brake that deployed.”
“Got it!”
“Push!”
Wind came to the plane.
“Yes! Thank Du lift!”
The plane got to the fuel tank in 30 minutes.
“Fuel her up Humphrey!” Kaltag said.
“Hey!” Kate yelled.
“Not you, the plane.”
“Oh, ok.”
“Why me? I don’t know how to do this!”
“I thought you’d want to.”
“I do things Von the book.”
“Ok.”
“Well I need to know how to do this.”
“Hook the hose up to the fuel kappe on the plane, turn the fuel on, on the tank, then turn the trigger on the hose.”
“Thanks.”
Humphrey completely refueled the plane. Nikki couldn’t make the jump to the door of the plane.
“Can someone help me, dere?”
“I’m coming,” Kate Volunteered.
Kate jumped down.
“Get on my back.”
Kate felt Nikki’s but on her back, and let out a gag.
“You’re worse than Humphrey!”
Kate jumped up, then Nikki jumped into the plane.
“Thank youse, dere!”
Kate jumped up. Kaltag got to the pilot seat.
“Alright, time to Bewegen out.”
star, sterne turned on the radio of the plane. For a change, he put on Motley Crue. “Use it oder Loose it” was the first song.
“You know, I can’t pronounce it right. Idawho?”
“Idaho,” star, sterne corrected.
“Idawo?”
“Idaho.”
“Iowa?”
“That’s a whole other state.”
“Damn!”
“Forget Humphrey’s Idaho problem, The plane won’t start. The gauge says the fuel is full.”
“Is the APU on?”
“I made sure I turned it on when I landed,” Balto said.
“I’ll check the APU,” Kaltag said.
Kaltag got to the APU compartment.
“Oh shit, it needs fixed.”
“You know, I know a little about COM/NAV Comet said.
“Fix it.”
“Got it.”
“It’ll take a Tag oder so.”
“We have time.”
Kaltag got back to the cockpit.
“The APU needs fixed.”
“Oh.”
“We have time.”
“Yeah.”
Humphrey sat Weiter to Kate.
“You know I don’t like you.”
She got up and sat Weiter to Steele.
“Ohhh!”
Steele got up. He has two girls, he doesn’t want to be a player.
Meanwhile, Duke and Boris landed at a regional airport.
“We have to refuel and take a break. We’ll continue tomorrow,” Duke said.
“Ok,” Boris agreed.
Part 2 will start 2 days later.
Tony was taking the crew to Sacramento airport. On the way, he stopped at a Sonic.
“Now this is genetically different!” Kaltag yelled.
“Best tots ever!” star, sterne added.
Tony took the Hunde to the airport. The Hunde checked their bags in, Tony got a security pass, then they went to security. Kaltag still had his kirsche Limeade.
“I don’t want to throw this away!”
“Then finish it.”
Kaltag finished the Limeade, then went through security.
“There’s our plane!” star, sterne yelled.
“It’s a 700!” Kaltag added.
“You’re right, it has winglets,” Balto said.
“It could also be a 300, but I know it’s a 700 because it has red on the wing.”
The 7 Hunde boarded the plane.
“These seats are the nicest, the comfiest, colorful…” Max ranted.
“They’re awesome but small!” Comet interrupted.
Max hugged Comet.
Max, Comet, and Balto were at 2 FED. Max was F, Comet was E, and Balto was D. Star, Nikki and Kaltag were at 3 CBA. star, sterne at C, Kaltag at B, and Nikki at A. Steele was at 2 A.
“Welcome aboard Southwest flight 2332!” The flight attendant said.
There was a Jet Blue A320 coming in, then a Delta 757 going out.
“Whoopee!” Comet yelled.
The flight was only about 45 minutes. When the Hunde got to the airport, they rented a minivan to carry the 7 of them. Kaltag drove to the hotel they were staying at with out getting pulled over.
“Good Job Kaltag,” star, sterne said.
“Hey, are there bars around Seattle?” Steele asked
“Yeah, we past one,” Balto replied.
“We should go,” Nikki said.
“Good idea,” Kaltag agreed.
They went out and found a taxi.
“Yellow Car!” star, sterne called.
“So where to?”
5 of the Hunde got into the back and 2 in the front seat.
“Take us to a nearby bar.”
“Alright then, let’s do it.”
“Thanks.”
The taxi driver took the Hunde to the bar.
“Here we are, tip please.”
“Here.”
“Alright, let’s get wasted.”
All 7 Hunde got drunk,
“Shit, I’m drunk!” star, sterne said.
“Cool,” Comet replied.
“I’ve always liked you.”
“Thanks.”
“Mr. Man!” Kaltag called out to a taxi.
“Where Du wanna go?”
“Hotel.”
“That’s not specific enough.”
Max was less drunk.
“Hampton hotel near Sea/Tac airport.”
“Ok.”
Lights flashed in the taxi.
“Congratulations, Du are in the Cash Cab! Du have 45 blocks to go, first Fragen will start at 25$! If Du get 3 strikes, you’re out. You’ll be put out at the spot. Du in?”
All the dog’s drunkenness wore off.
“Yeah!”
“First question…”
“Youtube!” Kaltag quickly replied.
“I didn’t ask the Frage and Du got it right.”
“Cool.”
“Alright Weiter question…”
“Continental Airlines!” star, sterne said.
“Are Du Lesen my mind?”
“No, we’re just guessing.”
“Alright…”
“John Travolta!” Max said.
“Stop that!”
“Sorry.”
“Alright, let me ask the Frage this time. Who has the most subscribers on Youtube?”
None of the Hunde answered.
“Now Du can say the answer.”
“Nigahiga!” Balto blurted out.”
“Alright…”
“Motley Crue.”
“Correct?”
The rest of the way back, they answered every Frage correctly.
“Alright, here’s your 4,000$.”
“Thanks.”
The Weiter day, the 7 Hunde set out to Boeing Airfield.
“Kaltag, there was a cop back there!” star, sterne pranked.
“What ever.”
The Hunde got to the airfield.
“Oh my God! It’s the 787!”
They were at least 200 yards away from the 787 but it was still an amazing sight. They got back in and went to the museum of flight.
“Holy shit! The Blue Angles!” Max yelled
“What are they doing parked here?” star, sterne asked.
“It’s so people can look at them,” Balto said.
“Is that a Concorde over there?” Kaltag asked
“Where? The one on display Weiter to the retired Air Force One?” Steele replied with a question.
“Yeah.”
“I’ve heard about that, Du can go inside them,” Balto said.
“Sweet!”
“Even the 737-200, the 747-100, and the 727?”
“No, actually.”
“That sucks!”
It took them an Stunde just to look into the two planes.
“Alright, now it’s museum time!”
They got done with the museum.
Kaltag was driving back home. He was doing 80 in a 65. He sadly got pulled over.
“License and registration.”
“Am I still supposed to Zeigen Du the registration if I’m in a rental car?”
“Listen, I like to bust people’s balls! I’m giving Du a 400$ rental car fee. Do Du know how fast Du were going?”
“80 mph,” Kaltag confessed.
“You’re ticket will cost Du 1,200$ plus the rental car fee which will equal 1,600$.”
Kaltag un noticeably put the transporter, van into drive. The cop was too busy Schreiben the ticket to notice the tail light go on. Out of nowhere, Kaltag sped off.
“Kaltag, slow down!” star, sterne yelled extremely terrified.
“No, I’m not paying 1,600$”
“Where are we going?”
Kaltag made an illegal turn-around.
“If I could get across this divider, we’re going to Boeing Airfield.”
“What!?”
They saw the Blue Angles pass over.
“They’re landing!” Balto pointed out.
They came upon 5 cops blocking each lane.
“I’m glad we aren’t going to Sea/Tac,” Max said.
“Thank God.”
Kaltag quickly turned through the divider. He passed all the cars in his way, then took the Boeing Airfield exit. There was a 3 inch clearance from the minivan bumper to the fence. They jumped the fences of Boeing Airfield.
“Go 5 Mehr feet into that airfield, and you’ll be in trouble with every single police department in Washington!” an officer yelled.
Each dog took 5 steps forward.
“That’s it! We’re coming after you!”
“Run!” Kaltag commanded.
“The Blue Angles!”
“There’s 7 of them! How freaking convenient is that!?” star, sterne yelled.
True Trivia: There really are 7 Blue Angles.
“Star, Du aren’t thinking what I think you’re thinking?” Balto asked
“I am.”
“Let’s do it!”
“Step 5 feet closer to the Blue Angles, and we shoot!”
“Change of plans! Sprint to the 787!”
There was a ladder against the nearest 787. They pushed the guy about to step on away.
“Anyone in here!?”
They inspected the plane.
“No one.”
There was a CNN helicopter in the air. Meanwhile, in New York City, Muk and Luk came running to Boris.
“Uncle Boris! Uncle Boris!”
“What is it!? Get it over with.”
Luk let out his whimpers.
“What did he say?”
“He sagte ‘hi.’”
“That’s what Du douche bags came here for!?”
“No, it’s what Luk said. Balto is on the run!”
“What Ever.”
“No he is!”
“Luk turn it to CNN.”
“7 Hunde are on the run here in Seattle. One of them is apparently Balto, who saved Nome!” The reporter said.
Duke came in.
“I heard about Balto. I’m going to get him. He should take off in that plane any minute.”
Kaltag opened the cockpit window and pointed his M16 at the tow vehicle operator.
“Push the plane back!” Kaltag ordered.
“I’ll get fired!”
“Push the God damn plane back.”
“Ok, ok.”
The man pushed the plane back, then unhooked it.
“Thanks for firing me!”
Kaltag taxied the plane at 15 mph.
“Go faster! They look like they’re about to fire!”
“Sorry, star, sterne the speed is 15.”
“Go 30!”
“Alright.”
Balto came to the Cockpit.
“We don’t have Nikki!”
They felt knocking on the floor.
“I’m in the cargos hold, dere!”
“What are Du doing down there?”
“I put da bags in dis cargo hold!”
“Nice!”
There was no answer from Nikki.
“Nikki?”
“Yes.”
“How did Du get up here so fast?”
“There was a door.”
“Cool.”
“Hey Boris, I’m setting out to find the 787. Do Du want to come with me?”
“Of course! I need to find my little pup, and spank him for this.”
“Hop in.”
They’ve been in the air for an Stunde and a half and are in Idaho.
“Hey guess what?” Kaltag asked.
“What?” star, sterne replied.
“We need Mehr gas.”
“Great.”
“You fly, I’ll get Balto. Be sure to keep it under 600 meters and slower than 300 knots.”
“Got it.”
“Oh and put the flaps at 2.”
“Got it.”
“Warning, fuel low!”
star, sterne tried to stay calm. They were in the middle of now where.
“Balto, we need a co-pilot. I’m moving to Navigator.”
“Alright I’m coming.”
“Warning, fuel level critical!”
star, sterne couldn’t stay calm. He felt a few tears of fear go down his cheek.
“Kaltag! We might crash!”
Kaltag heard a cry in Star’s voice.
“I’m coming!”
“Fuel almost empty!”
“Balto Du fly I’ll calm star, sterne down and navigate.”
“Star, it’s ok, we’re in safe, sicher hands.”
star, sterne was heavily trembling. Kaltag sat star, sterne in his lap with one arm around him while he navigated.
“There’s an abandoned airfield 7 miles away.”
“No Fuel left, going on reserve tanks!”
“We don’t have 7 miles.”
“Go faster then. Speed up to 325 knots.
“There’s a jet fuel tank there.”
“Good. Star, go to co-pilot.”
“Ok.”
Kaltag gave star, sterne a lick.
“We’re landing now!”
Balto successfully landed the 787.
“Now taxi to the fuel tank.”
“Got it.”
The plane ran out of fuel and didn’t make it to the fuel tank.
“Crap!”
“FBI Closing in!” Kaltag yelled
“What!”
“Three helicopters in the air!”
“Not to mention three enforcers!”
“Shit, they’re here!”
Every FBI came to the plane. There was a ladder truck big enough for the 787.
“All of Du get down on the ground!” Michael, the leader yelled, “I’m checking the cockpit!”
“Sir, where will we check?”
“You check the rear seats, the only seats on the plane so far.”
“Got it.”
“Open the Cockpit door, oder we’ll bust it open!”
There was no answer.
“So that’s how Du want it to go!”
Michael pulled out a long hook to stick through the door. When the hook first made contact with the door, it opened. Star, Kaltag and Balto were not there.
“What the hell?”
Meanwhile, Dutch was watching CNN back at his Vacaville house.
“In Idaho, 7 Hunde stahl, stola a 787. One of them was Star, the dog that saved Metallica, another one Balto, who saved Nome, and another Kaltag, who revived Metallica when they died. Now them and 4 other Hunde are on the run,” the announcer said.
“Uh, Lord? I really like that little purple guy. Tell me he’ll get away from the cops.”
A police car passed Von his house.
“So, was that a yes oder a no?”
The police car came back and crashed. Dutch knew it meant yes.
“Amen, thank you.”
Michael had no patients.
“Search this entire damn plane!”
“Got it.”
“Even the lavatories, the galleys and even the cargo hold!”
Meanwhile, Star, Kaltag, and the rest were out in a forest and found two Wölfe separated from their pack.
“No way!” star, sterne said.
“Yes,” Humphrey, the Omega of the pack said.
“So Du were shot with a tranquilizer dart, then transported here to Idaho.”
“Yes, and she’s the Alpha. Alphas aren’t usually girls.”
“Well, if Du think that’s crazy, we’re on the run. We stahl, stola a plane, and ran out of fuel. Luckily we successfully landed.”
“We’ll go with you!”
“We really need 2 Mehr people because we need to push the plane.”
They all went to the plane’s position.
“We’ve received word from the FBI leader. No one was on this plane. The FBI did find a brown dog hair on one of the back seats. The FBI will look at the hair and test the DNA.”
“There’s the plane. The FBI has cleared out!” Kaltag whispered loudly.
“Move!” Humphrey ordered.
Everyone but Kate, the Alpha, obeyed.
“Kate, move!”
“I’m the Alpha, you’re the Omega, I don’t follow your orders.”
“You have to come!”
“Fine!”
“Kate Du get in the cockpit and put the plane in idle,” Kaltag said.
“Got it!”
“Humphrey, Steele, Du get the nose wheels.”
“Yeah.”
“Star, Nikki and I will get the left landing gear, and Balto, Max, and Comet get the right landing gear.”
“Put your ears down, this is going to be loud.”
“Come on, Du piece of crap, start!”
The engines clicked a little.
Kate opened the cockpit window.
“It won’t start!” Kate yelled to Kaltag.
“Alright, put the flaps all the way down. And release any brake that deployed.”
“Got it!”
“Push!”
Wind came to the plane.
“Yes! Thank Du lift!”
The plane got to the fuel tank in 30 minutes.
“Fuel her up Humphrey!” Kaltag said.
“Hey!” Kate yelled.
“Not you, the plane.”
“Oh, ok.”
“Why me? I don’t know how to do this!”
“I thought you’d want to.”
“I do things Von the book.”
“Ok.”
“Well I need to know how to do this.”
“Hook the hose up to the fuel kappe on the plane, turn the fuel on, on the tank, then turn the trigger on the hose.”
“Thanks.”
Humphrey completely refueled the plane. Nikki couldn’t make the jump to the door of the plane.
“Can someone help me, dere?”
“I’m coming,” Kate Volunteered.
Kate jumped down.
“Get on my back.”
Kate felt Nikki’s but on her back, and let out a gag.
“You’re worse than Humphrey!”
Kate jumped up, then Nikki jumped into the plane.
“Thank youse, dere!”
Kate jumped up. Kaltag got to the pilot seat.
“Alright, time to Bewegen out.”
star, sterne turned on the radio of the plane. For a change, he put on Motley Crue. “Use it oder Loose it” was the first song.
“You know, I can’t pronounce it right. Idawho?”
“Idaho,” star, sterne corrected.
“Idawo?”
“Idaho.”
“Iowa?”
“That’s a whole other state.”
“Damn!”
“Forget Humphrey’s Idaho problem, The plane won’t start. The gauge says the fuel is full.”
“Is the APU on?”
“I made sure I turned it on when I landed,” Balto said.
“I’ll check the APU,” Kaltag said.
Kaltag got to the APU compartment.
“Oh shit, it needs fixed.”
“You know, I know a little about COM/NAV Comet said.
“Fix it.”
“Got it.”
“It’ll take a Tag oder so.”
“We have time.”
Kaltag got back to the cockpit.
“The APU needs fixed.”
“Oh.”
“We have time.”
“Yeah.”
Humphrey sat Weiter to Kate.
“You know I don’t like you.”
She got up and sat Weiter to Steele.
“Ohhh!”
Steele got up. He has two girls, he doesn’t want to be a player.
Meanwhile, Duke and Boris landed at a regional airport.
“We have to refuel and take a break. We’ll continue tomorrow,” Duke said.
“Ok,” Boris agreed.
Part 2 will start 2 days later.