Off to Mexico (1)

at the assembled group of Scaper girls and shakes her head in approval. Each girl has a piece of luggage, a hat, water bottles, climbing boots, and an adventurous grin, thus disproving the so-called fact that women need a huge amount of luggage, and time to prepare it, to go anywhere.

“With this map that Sweetiepie gave us, we can make our way to Mexico, find the golden jaguar (if it even exists), and still have time to check out some sights and have some beach time!” says Mouse. The towering pyramids that Mouse has seen on her previous trips to Mexico were still imprinted in her memory and she couldn’t wait to go exploring the sights with her buddies. And although she usually doesn’t go for the beach that much, Mouse felt an overwhelming urge to lay on some nearly deserted beach, with some good friends, cool drinks, and no other worries for a while! *Thank goodness I found my bikini, and it still fits!* thought Mouse with satisfaction.

Sweetiepie was still undecided about if he was coming with the group or not. He didn’t know if he should stay with the guys in case they snapped out of the trance they were currently in, or go off with the girls. Sixth solved that problem by pointing to the “transporting” box. If any of them wanted to join the girls, they could always just push the button.

Since they had a choice of transportation, Mouse wanted to check out the Ferrari she had heard in the Mansion garage a couple times and seen once. It was a shiny, red 308 - the Magnum PI car - and she wanted it! If the group decided they wanted to go by car, Mouse wanted to drive this one! But with only a two seater, and no room for anything else, maybe they should bring a more practical 4X4 too, and I DID see that big Pink Cadillac, Artickat! Do you want that one? The Ferrari has some new modifications to it too...

“Anyone have any questions? Who’s driving? Should we make duplicate maps? Do you want to take the cars and the Longboat? Got your passports? Oh I forgot!” Mouse digs in the pocket of her cammy shorts and opens a small pocket. “The other day in the lab, I came up with this formula - a pill for Montezuma’s Revenge! It’s new, but there are no side effects - it’s gone through QA and been tested in the clinical trials - so if you want one, here they are.” Mouse pops one and drinks it down with her Coke.

artickat eyes the '63 Corvette Stingray "if we are all taking different cars! I'd love to take the Corvette but I'll take the Hummer instead. We will need it later I'm sure and NO ONE will cut this baby off in traffic! he,he!"

"all the vehicles have CB's in them, so that we can talk to each other and know where the bears are!" artickat runs over to mouse "I'll take one of those pills." Mouse smiles as she hands artickat the pill. "Thanks!" artickat gulps it down with some water.

With wheels spinning and motors gunning, the Scaper chicks take off. The sounds trail off as the convoy moves out. With Sixth in the lead, they start out on the long ride to Tenochtitlan.

"Do you see this bird?" 6th asked "He's the President's prize parrot. He's very sick." On cue Sweetiepie coughed horribly. "We are trying to get him to the only parrot doctor who specializes in deathly parrot diseases. In Mexico."

6th pulled out her many credientials. "Here, you see? FBI, CIA, MIB, ATF...Look I really outrank you here...and this is really a serious matter. The prez LOVES this parrot. I mean REALLY love it. If it dies before I can get it to the doc, the Prez is likely to get suicidal, or worse. And that would be on your head, you know." 6th handed sweetiepie back to Rae, who was trying her best to keep a straight face.

6th truned to the cop. "Now look," she said "I'd really like to stay and chat with such a handsome guy as yourself, but we really must be on our way." the cop backed out of 6th's way as she headed back to the chevy. He scrambled to catch up to her.

6th gave him a slightly scornful look. "Two reasons. One, Air Force one is being used right now, and two, Air force One is not nearly as safe as traveling with me. Now if you'll excuse us...?" she shut the door and started the engine.

"Oh relax, is time an issue here anyway?" Kara asked. She was wearing her safari outfit, kakhi pants and vest, white shirt and riding boots. Her pith helment was reposing majesticly on the back seat.

"You have no idea." the little bird said. He too was wearing a kakhi vest and pith helment, an outfit which Kara privately thought looked a little silly. The bird, however, took himself deadly seriously and Kara didn't want to offend him by pointing this out.

Wathcing them fade from sight he reached into the car and drew out a plain folder and opened it. There atop the report was a series of pictures, pictures that looked exactly like the crew he just released. Reaching back inside he pulled out a phone and dialed the number...

"Hey, don't worry. I just wanted to get the cars cleaned, and the Olympic Mens Volleyball team were sitting around with nothing to do, so they all took a car and we got them washed. Sorry to alarm you... Hey, those of you who aren't too tired, the guys want to buy us a few drinks. Let's head to the bar."

"Ooops. Before I forget, I wanted to tell you all I installed the car alarms that render the car undrivable if the correct key isn't used. I know a little something about cars.... As long as we all keep our keys, we should be fine. And plus we should return these cars to the Mansion, I suggest you put the keys in a safe place. Mine is going right here..." Mouse points to her neck line - on her chain, next to her gold cross.

Artickat walks back into the hotel room carrying breakfast. "Rise and shine everyone breakfast is served." Dropping the bagels and cream cheese on the table along with the doughnuts she had gotten. "That was some night! He,he. Those volleyball players where..." Artickat blushes as she lets her sentence die and the girls start to laugh.

"Ops! I left them in the Hummer because I couldn't carry it all. I got some bird food for sweetie also KaraS. Be right back!" artickat takes off out the door to fetch the drinks. #%}

"It's just that you are taking your sweet time, stopping at hotels, 'playing' with the men's volleyball team, heading for the BEACH! This is a serious operation, and you act like it is one big joke!! We'll never get there with you in charge!!!" the parrot was yelling and flapping his wings by the time he was done, and 6th was shocked.

"We are going to go on your treasure hunt. We are going to help you as much as we can. But we are going to stop by the beach for a while, because I don't know about the others, but I have been stressed out lately, and I need the relaxation!" the other girls murmured assent, as 6th continued. "Now this can go two ways. You can lighten up, and enjoy yourself, and let us do things our way, or I can have roast parrot for dinner tonight. Got it?" 6th leaned over and faced the parrot. Sweetiepie eyed her, trying to figure out if 6th actually meant to eat him.

6th patted Sweetiepie on the head gently. "I do take it serious, sweetie. But I'm going to have fun, while we're out. And I know Mouse needs the break. We're going to the beach for her as well. You don't want her to have a nervous breakdown. How could she help us all then? If we stop at the beach for a bit, and rest, before we go on the treasure hunt, we will all be rested from the drive, and be in top condition to fight off any blood-thirsty Aztecs."

"Now," 6th continued, turning to the girls. "I wasn't just...um...'partying' with those three cute guys last night. After all of you were asleep, I came out here to check on the cars. I noticed this button inside each of the cars." 6th led the others around to the front door of Mouse's Ferrari, and opened the door to point at the button. "Guess what it does?" she grinned.

6th giggled and shook her head. "Nope. Watch." and she pushed the button. The trunk lid of the Ferrari slid back and down, and a huge jet engine lifted out of the trunk. A panel opened up on the dashboard. Beeping the computer panel readout asked 'Where is your destination?'"

"By my calculations, we can be at the beach by tonight! That way we'd have more time there, and less time on the road. Anyone interested in going that fast?" 6th grinned at the amazed looks on her fellow Scooby gals.

"I didn't think we were speeding when the cop pulled us over. Sounds great to me but I still think Harrison Ford could be a good idea! He,he." Artickat comments as she climbs into the Hummer.

I've never gotten a minivan over sixty before!" Rae shouts. "This is great! Hey, Kara, put Sweetiepie's seatbelt on him. Unless you fancy having to peel him off the back window every five minutes."

and a huge grin plastered on her face, Mouse concentrates on the road. WOO HOO!! Going this fast, it was necessary to really check the road. A stray soda can sucked into the jet engine would really slow things down! *How did 6th know that “speed” is my middle name?* thinks Mouse.

Mouse also notices that the traffic seems to open in front of them. Then she notices that the road is suddenly not there anymore...*How convenient! No traffic lights, no stop signs....WHOA! 6th forgot to mention that we are a good 50 feet OFF THE GROUND! I guess that’s what happens with a jet engine in a Ferarri!* she thinks.

Mouse lets the car autopilot itself towards the beach and talks on the CB to the other ladies. They all agree that the bridges and some trees may be a hazard, but the cars seem to have a radar for these types of things and steer clear of them.

Just for fun, Mouse takes the wheel off autopilot and does some tricky maneuvering . But she gets too close to the Hummer and Artickat warns her to pay attention, straighten up, and fly right! “Oh, all right, don’t get all upset... sheesh!” she thinks. “can’t have any fun...” But as she almost hits an open bridge, Mouse decides she better stick with the plan and save the fancy moves for the dance floor!

They were having so much fun flying along. 6th thought to herself *probably ought to have just flown right overhead, No one would have been able to keep up.* But the good government agent in her knew that she had to behave around other cops, at least to some extent.

Since she was in the lead, 6th was the first to reach the barrier. There were several cops, and a few agents standing around, as well as several military vehicles. 6th flashed her Id at the cop who stepped up to her car, and explained to him that the three cars behind her were with her.

"Ma'am, I can't really..." the officer began, but 6th sighed and waved him away. "I'm just going to pull over for a sec." she said. She called over the CB "Hey gang, I'm gonna see what's up here. Shall we pull over for a sec?"

"Because I want to see if this has anything to do with us, or if it might be anything we need to know about." 6th shrugged. "Can't be too careful!" And she walked over to a man who looked like he was in charge. The others followed her.

"Actually, we are on a top secret mission ourselves." 6th said flashing her ID. "I just wanted to know if there was any info you could give me about this roadblock. Who are you looking for? Is it someone dangerous? Where do you think they are headed?"

"We are looking for a master thief and spy, actually. He was spotted in this area. At least, we think it's a he. We don't really have any info on this guy, other than he's the best at what he does."

"There is a rumor going around. About a magical relic South of the border somewhere. Word has been traveling around in the underground circles about how it can grant you wishes or some such nonsense." the officer laughed, and the girls all joined in.

"So what do you make of that?" Rae asked. 6th was thinking. If this magic golden jaguar was going to be hunted by a bunch of criminal low-lifes, and a master spy and thief, things could get dangerous. *Should I call the guys?* she thought. *Nah, they's probably make things into a worse mess.*

6th sighed. "Well, I don't think it's much of a problem. If we're driving in these babies..." she patted the hood of her Chevy, "we'll get to Mexico way ahead of everyone else, and still have time to go to the beach before we go get that Jaguar. I don't see why we have to change our plans just cause some 'master spy' will be looking for that relic.

"Not the border with Mexico." Sixth said. "The border between Dominion territory and the territory of the other cable channels. Remember, we are going to the land of the Adventure Movie Channel. We have to land for this."

All the flying cars landed and Sixth, with Sweetiepie perched on her shoulder, took all of their passports up to the border guards. One guard was a vulcan and the other appeared to be a Zulu tribesman from Africa.

The two border guards looked over at the cars and the women grouped around them. Then they examined the passports and stamped them. As they returned the documents to Sixth the vulcan guard asked,

"Well, I suppose you can pass." the Zulu guard said. "Just be careful ladies, there is supposed to be an evil and dangerous spy and saboteur on the loose. We wouldn't want you girls to get caught up in the middle of something dangerous by mistake!"

There was a flash and the cars were suddenly driving down a long tunnel with many branches. The sides of the tunnel flouressed and glowed with strangely colored lights. Sixth took the third left and then hung a sharp right. The other cars followed closely. With another bright flash they were once again driving through normal scenery. They had arrived in Adventure Movie land.

Rae spends some time chatting with the guards. "Ladies, I think it might be time to call the guys in. Guys usually know their way around an adventure movie better. Don't you think?"

*Should we call in the guys?* Part of her really wants to, she can feel her flirting skills slipping by the minute. But the other part of her keeps thinking *Since when did we have to have the guys around? They'd be angry we dragged them away from the Goddess Aeryn if we didn't really need them, and besides, How much help would they actually be?*

6th discussed this with the others, and though they all missed the guys, they decided that they'd wait to call them...How much fun can you have on the beach with those guys anyway? ;^)

6th said "They'd just whine that they were missing Aeryn the whole time, and honestly, I'm getting sick of their drooling puppy love over the lady. Yes, she is nice, but heck, here we are, five nice girls in the flesh. Are they paying US any attention? No, let's at least get to the beach first. We can call them from there and check on them. We should be at the beach in a hour or so."

6th radioed the girls. "When we're done at the beach, we can come back here and head for Teo...Teoti...That other place. It will only take a few minutes to get there in the cars."

"Speaking of georgous..."6th pointed. On the beach, were seveal grass huts. One was obviously a bar. People were scattered around, happily drinking and playing on the sand. But 6th was pointing at two things: a group of Surfer dudes, and several cabana boys(Boys being used in the loosest possible way here!)

6th looked at the other girls. "Let's go change, and get some drinks. Then I'll call the guys and let them see what they are missing." with a wink, 6th pulled out of her suitcase what looked like a bundle of string.

Sweetie stops grumbling and begins to sing a tune "Now that you're staying on - M-O-Y-A! You've got some friends aboard M-O-Y-A…" (Thanks for the song Tick! Still in my head! he,he.)

thinks Mouse. Thank God we had gotten to the beach! I don’t think I could have waited any longer. Mouse puts down her towel on the lounge chair that’s parked near the water. The water was easily the clearest she’s ever seen - crystal blue and aqua in places, depending on the depth. She puts on her waterproof sunscreen SPF 50 or so, gets her snorkel and face mask, and sees if anyone else wants to check out the water and the fish.

6th and Kara look like they’re ready to check out the bar, and the “boys”, and artickat and Rae look like they’re settling in for some sun, so Mouse goes it alone. The fish are so close, and so beautiful that Mouse gets out pretty far before she realizes where she is, in relation to the beach. She looks around, and see her friends waving frantically at her. She turns in, and bodysurfs to the beach. Luckily she's a good swimmer, and ends up close to the girls, and reassures them that she won’t go swimming alone again!

Time for a drink. The *Ricky Martin look-alike* cabana guy comes to take her order, and suggests with a smile that she may want to put more sunscreen on. “Thanks, and I will,” mumbles Mouse. The guy looks a bit puzzled, and then leaves with a sigh of regret. The girls look at her with shock on their faces.

“Um, just a little shy with people I don’t know touching me,” mutters Mouse. “They might mistakenly tickle me, especially with this suit on, and I don’t want anything to happen ....” Mouse trails off.

Artickat lies on her stomach while a cute surfer dude rubs some sun block on her back. Turning her head to the side so that she is looking at mouse. "You know, I bet one of these guys could rub lotion on you without tickling. Umm….what's your name again?" artickat asks the surfer dude next to her.

"YOUR name is Ernest?" artickat's jaw drops…she recovers her composure after a moment "You know…I'm not very good with names." Artickat flashes him her best smile "How about I just call you….Cutie!" Ernest nods his head in agreement.

"Well, the last time someone tickled me, they came away with two black eyes, a broken nose, three busted ribs, and was walking funny for a week. I felt awful, just awful, but it's just a gut reaction I have. Luckily the guy forgave me after I paid his medical bills, and didn't sue me. Ever since my Dad taught me some self defense when I was little, I never wanted to have to use it. But I was always ticklish, and once someone thought it was funny to watch me suffer, so they tried to tickle me. I guess it came out as a protection reaction." Mouse explained.

"As long as I know they are coming, and can prepare myself,and they know what's at stake, I don't have any problems. So if any of you guys" *especially that cutie over there* Mouse thinks, "want to give it a go, I do need more sunscreen on my back..."

The girls all gather around 6th as she fiddled with the video camera. "Ok, let's see. Turn the view screen around like this, and we can see the guys. There is a tiny video camera in that black box I left on the TV. We should have a good view of the couch. Now I push this button..." 6th did, and a little sattellite dish popped out of the top of the video camera. "Ok. now we're ready to send and receive transmissions. Let's receive first, and see if the guys are still there." She pushed another button and the camera screen came to life. The girls all peered over 6th's shoulders, and giggled at what they saw. There, sitting on the couch, were Leaped, Ragnar and Sword. They all had the same goofy, love-struck expressions on their faces. From what the girls could see, the area around the couch was a filthy mess. The guys looked as if they hadn't budged on inch since the girls left.

"Shall we connect?" 6th asked. The girls all nodded. 6th set the camera on a nearby table, and looked through the lens, making sure of the view. She unclipped the small remote control off the camera, and sat back down on the lounge chair. "Gather round, girls, and smile!" 6th said, and pushed the send and receive button on the remote.

Back at the FS Mansion, the guys were staring at the TV. They had just put in another FS tape, and were anxiously awaiting for Claudia to appear on the screen, when the picture fuzzed out into snow.

"Hi guys!" Sword heard several familiar voices coming out of the TV. He stepped back and looked down at the picture. His knees buckled, and he sat down on the floor with a thump.

"You could say that." 6th giggled. "I love Rae's suit though! Look at it! It's all Mesh!" 6th pulled Rae over in frount of the camera so the guys could get a good view of her suit.

"You're welcome to join us if you want. If not..." 6th shrugged, a visual effect which caused Leaped's jaw to hit the floor again. Ragnar was blushing bright red, and he wiped a hand across his face. Sword just stayed on the floor, babbling incoherently, although his eyes bugged out of his head.

"We'll see you later!" 6th said. "Of course, you can stay there, in the cold, alone. Or you can come have fun with us. And someone get Sword a paper bag to breathe into. He's about to pass out!"

Ragnar slowly shut his mouth and looked over at Leaped, who had his head in his hands, and was trying his best to breath slow deep breaths. Ragnar looked down at Sword on the floor.

Lifting her head artickat calls to the Cabana boy "One of those tropical one doesn't matter what!" The girls put all they're orders in and the Cabana boy takes off to fill them.

When Cutie leaves in search of some relief. Artickat starts to laugh. "I'm sorry...I know it isn't funny but the look on your face and Cutie's puppy dog look is just priceless!"

With the skill from years of practice the three casually dressed men entered the first of the ladies rooms. Any grino chica driving cars like those had to have something worth while in their luggage.

Pablo he wanted to kidnap the girls to but had been strictly overruled by Ma the family patriarch. No the boys would clean the rooms out first and then they'd see about the women. Perhaps a worthy ranom would be paid for these fine chicas. Ma would do some checking while the boys assured they wouldn't be leaving in a hurry.

The three men went swiftly thru each of the ladies rooms taking everyscrap of luggage, clothing, and miscillenious item they could find, paying special attention to any possible items of value. They found a lot of expensive looking electronic equipment in one room and threw it in even if they didn't know what it was. They were very careful to leave the hotel belongings alone. That was the arrangement. Not much attention would be paid if the didn't disturb the status quo.

"Hey Yaun...look at the bird man..." The shortest of the tri pointed at Sweetiepie who had been doing his best to look dumb. He wasn't sure he could match this trio in that but it was worth a try.