Team Mravolinski-Chitco
Part 7
Alone again
Morning brought some drizzle and light winds. It was relatively cold, but that didnt stop VerBanka from investigating around.
Ok, sole reason for investigation was so she could pee, but it would be investigation nonetheless.
-Oh what do i see? Lemme inform others…
Few minutes later
-Where were you?
-I gotta show you this
-Ok? I dont get your enthusiasm
-You will see
Everyone followed her to place
-Ah we see.
-The chance
-We must, however, look at where it leads.
-How? Step into it and we are…wherever that leads.
-Will find a way
Rock was thrown and that didnt lead to some meaningful conclusion
-We could lower VerBanka into it, but going to hold her legs.
-Plan with no faults whatsoever.
-I doubt you will need to do anything that may make us lose grip
-Still
-That is best plan tho: We guys are bigger and heavier and Sora…well she is just old
-WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT ME?!?
-Truth
After plan was forged, it was time to be put into action.
All three guys were holding VerBanka’s legs while she was closing on entrance.
She was now (mostly) in
-Now hold me so i dont fall.
Wheat field was rather welcome sight, as it was presence of some relatively big white-with-black-spots creature.
-Krava! Ovo mora da je Zemlja ili nešto slično.
(Cow! This must be Earth or something similar.)
-MUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
(MOOOOOOOOOOOOO)
-Neki se glasovi čuju sa neba
(Some voices are heard from the sky)
Looks at nearby bottle
-Dosta sam ja pio za danas.
(I drank enough for today)
Lies again and doses off into sleep.
Decision was made after VerBanka is extracted: group is going there.
All stuff is gathered and everyone lined up to jump into it
Mrdja was not informed that this is indeed going to be an actual jump and matter wasnt much improved as he was pushed into it.
Assume conversations are in Serb
-HELLO UNCLE
-BBAAAHHHAAA GO TOOO HEELL…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
-Washing away eyes with rakija, i see?
Not one of your brightest moments…
-Go into mother’s pussy…can’t see nothing.
Who are you anyway?
-Your nephew Pedro
You cant see nothing? Seeing that you just washed your eyes with something thats 70ish % alcohol, im not surprized.
-Gimme something else to wash away my poor face.
Few moments later, guy was blessed with sight again
-Im glad to see you, Pedro.
-Same. We would prob want to spend the night then try to go our way
-Not a chance. We havent seen you in such a long time.
-Uhhh…remember that wedding last year? One on which you got promptly drunk and attempted to piss on bride?
I was there with my family.
-I make quite potent stuff, what can i say? Do you want some?
-No, thanks, we appreciatte not meeting local ditches
-Fair enough
And yes, likes of Rukari exist in regard of making high-amount-of-alcohol drinks that are also drank by not only family and friends, but also maker of stuff.
One of my uncles used to make rakija and there are several of his friends that make it.
Not to mention brother-in-law of said uncle and my dad (uncle in question is brother of my dad).
This group is now in kinda parallel world where Pedro and Sora typically reside.
Well, with one notable exception…
-You! Drive me to nearest restaurant, so i can demand everything on their menu! Im hungry and angry.
Its clear that neither of them really understood her and what Leopolda demanded of them will stay mystery.
-Im done, brother. She was annoying in jail and decided to be annoying here. We will continue without her.
-But…that means leaving her alone…
-Seeing that our friends of sort had went without her, she likely isnt very nice even if you speak her language…it isnt worth it being thrown in jail again for her
And indeed she isnt. She was absolutely confused upon realising that he aint going to play to her tune.
Tried being more agressive, but was swatted mightily.
She may had went tad bit unconscious as result of that, but was fine upon returning back to senses
-Im alone
Which dick
Im fucking your mother’s pussy to all of you
Some young policewoman was passing by, deciding to act upon this.
Leopolda decided she doesnt like idea of young females around, despite fact her husband couldnt possibly see this lovely fella.
Last thing we may be interested in? Policewoman won the fight, decided to bring Leopolda to local station in nearest avaiable car and put her behind bars.
And yes, said nearest car was Leopolda’s own.
Purrfect joyride
You can probably imagine the mess that these teenagers had inflicted in car, courtesy of some spills and different snacks.
Our main interest and only female in the vehicle woke up and announced being awoken.
-Its awake
-Oh boi, oh boi.
-Lemme touch her
Pet refused to be touched and retreated to tailgate, showing dissaproval and still hoping that her original companion would save her.
-OUCH! NOW YOU GONNA SEE YOUR GOD
-Hey, dont slap me
-YOU slapped ME, so i gotta give it back
-Help me, he wants to (slap) OUCH that hurt
NOW ITS ON
-CAN YOU…FUCKING…STOP WRESTLING…OUT THERE
IM TRYING TO DRIVE YOU IDIOTS
-…said by idiot
-Fucking ouch
Slam on brakes later
-Why are we stopped?
-Bcos you dont allow me to drive properly
-No less was expected of chicken
-I will give you “chicken”
Eventually heat wore off and they continued journey. Almost everyone out of car, they had tried to befriend new addition to no avail.
-Maybe we shall give some meat to her
-Too late
-Oh…i see she found our dried meat
-Ye…we should probably rest
-Yes
-We should leave open window so our new pet can breathe.
And so it was, few of them sleeping in car, including one fella that sprawled over entire rear bench.
Juicy saviour arrived
FRAAAP
-Who tf was that
-Ayo, open the window
-Open already
-Wider bro, wider
-You sleep outside from now on
-Ok
Window rolled down more and air started clearing out.
Our main character wasnt fond of fart either, but saw opportunity upon seeing rolled window.
This was game of patience and oh boy, could she wait. Waiting game had brought many smaller snacks in her life so far and now it buys freedom.
Breathing. Some more breathing. Occasional snore. Some wiggles to hunt better position
This was reality for half an hour. Hour. Two.
Window was still wide open.
Initial jump was strong enough to clear seatback, but would still land in car. Exactly that seatback was taken advantage of, as our escapee had propelled by pushing legs into seatback or atleast very top of it.
Place for window was briefly filled with her, then continued to invite lot of fresh cold air
Running was oh-so-easy. Soon her prison of sorts became just a distant memory, speck in her rear-view direction.
Some nearby piece of meat was snagged away and carried on: is it even a crime if noone saw you do it?
On other hand she was criminally hungry so it evens out.
Some other meat-loving stray took the blame upon snatching some other piece of meat and was chased as result.
This was observed by our protagonist, that enjoyed the show besides the meal from high-up position.
It seemed that success is deserving of a nap, which is where we are leaving this for now.
Tired away
Its rather high mood when everyone woke up, hoping this time neither shitbox will cause much trouble but knowing that they can realistically break down and will do so if given the chance.
Mat and Amanda took the wheels and drive could start.
-Can we talk in unison and stuff and setup CB so we can hold continuous conversation?
-I think there are few frequencies where we arent disturbing anyone else
-Ok, set it up
Only one thing remained
-How to fill up all of this time
-By talking about getting some more cars. We are rather low in that regard, compared to how many drivers there are in group.
-Remind me, how many cars do we have avaiable right now?
-These two. Probably its not brightest idea to bring what would, at same time, also pass as your only car on this kind of event. However potential damage, wear and tear are something to think about later and i feel this journey was something we just cant miss.
-For a robot, you happen to be rather irrational.
-True, but then again, all of you have such moments too.
I ofc could have tried, and likely succeded, in modifying cars so they dont breakdown quite so often. But i enjoy this challenge as-is and point of this is…not exactly in having most reliable car ever. We prob should have tried to reach to other teams, but sadly i…dont think that would work as well as it sounds.
-I guess original run was tad bit more lively. Dont quote me on that, but…i was there.
-True. Cars were our subject tho, so lets get back to that.
-We cant really say or do much about it, especially in this moment. Searching used car sites shall wait until our return
-Another issue is that we plan on big move, which…well…certainly is ambitious. Also is something we would need to do upon our return
-Arguably even more important than getting more cars bcos we can hardly live out of cars, without some patch of land and building or two that we can call home.
-True
-True
Some pause followed
-Mrdja and his family used to be considered instrumental for our accomodation but, realistically, its miracle it worked as long and as well as it did.
Most of us had took first steps in his backyard, which is of solid size, but…ye im kinda lost for words.
-His house also provides solid amount of space, but even tho its prob fine for their family, it quickly proves to be quite a challenge.
And indeed, when thinking about just how many imaginary charactees i have and recalling how much sleeping space exists in houses that belong to my family, i find space lacking…even if we ignore fact that space would be realistically occupied by inhabitants of house.
-Again, something to think about when it is time to do so.
-But now, Saguaro needs refueling
-Wonderful.
-My estimates are that it will need refueling again during the stage
- Not cool
Refuel happened, but 16 km or 10 miles later…
-What was that?
-Oh my, its now tougher to control
-WE NEED TO STOP
-Ye, something is fishy
.
.
-Tire looks deflated
-Bcos it is.
-Sure it was on right pressure?
-Yes?
-Probably punctured…ye, it is, found sone nail in it.
-Atleast that will not repeat again
It definitely repeated again after about 20 miles
-Oh come on
-That happens if you are on old tires…probably
-Not funny
-Eh, that isnt funny but you being angry…that is kinda funny
-No it isnt
-Yes it is…you are kinda cute when you are angry.
-Hrmph
-Seems we are getting low on fuel regarding Kontir as well.
-We will refuel Saguaro just in case
-Good call
Checks fuel gauge in Saguaro
-VERY good call, it would have needed refueling sooner rather than later.
-Ok, lets do it then.
There was some talking with fuel station worker that was tasked with filling their cars.
Upon that being done, they got promptly on highway and stepped on it…and then promptly slowing down due to two trucks attempting to overtake each other
Either way, rest of journey was uneventful, as was coming into camp
With that, they had prepared for another night…and as such, next day