Chapter 34: Gyro The Therapist

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Gyro's knuckles popped out as he gripped the wheel tighter, looking at the cop car in the rearview mirror. His eyes drifted to the cop car close on their tail, then to the mushroom of smoke spiraling into the sky from the multiple felonies they just committed, then to the speed meter. They were going 190 miles per hour to make the entire situation worse. If it wasn't for the sudden adrenaline, Gyro would've passed out.

"W-what do we do?!" He wasn't asking anyone in particular, but he hoped Gloria would be the one to answer.

Sadly she didn't; Ellie got to it first.

"I do not see the issue. Just put on your right signal and pull over. If you are worried about not having your license and registration, there will be a simple fine. Nothing to worry about."

"UM, NO! I DON'T KNOW IF YOU FORGOT, BUT WE JUST COMMITTED ARSON AND MURDER!"

Ellie still didn't have a grasp of the problem with that. "I still do not see the issue."

God. Gyro had gotten into so many terrible situations with these idiots, but this had to be one of the worst. "THE ISSUE IS WE'LL BE IMPRISONED! AND RIGHTFULLY SO THIS TIME! FOR LIFE! HELL, I WOULDN'T BE SURPRISED IF WE GOT THE DEATH SENTENCE!"

"Ha! I won't. I'm too hot and rich." Mark leaned back in his seat with his hands behind his head like he was laying down for a sun tan. There were still trails of tears on his face from losing his phone, but for now he was trying to ignore his internal pain.

While all of this was going on, Boyd continued to sing Margaritaville as a coping mechanism to ignore what was happening.

"Well, if pulling over is not a viable option, then the next best thing to do is speed up." Ellie suggested.

"NO!" Gyro turned to Gloria, deciding to ask her directly. "WHAT DO WE DO, GLORIA?!"

"Try to lose him!" Gloria looked at the road ahead of them and saw a few dirt road trails that were coming up on the right. She pointed to them "Okay, you see the dirt roads coming up? Slow down enough to turn and pick a road." She was surprisingly very calm during this. She knew that yelling at him wouldn't help and it's not like this was her first time outrunning a cop.

Gyro did what he told him and made a sharp turn down one of the dirt roads. It was a lucky break that there were more than one dirt road to choose from, so when the cop caught up, it was unclear as to which road they took. A mix of winding unknown roads and large patches of woods help throw the cop off of their trail.

The van kept sped down the dirt road, turning left and right and left again at any possible opportunity to help bury themselves further and further into the woods. The road was starting to get more and more bumby and unstable to drive on. The speed limit they were going wasn't helping either.

Gyro finally had the van stop when he accidentally slammed the front of the van into a tree. No one was hurt, just very shaken up.

The Glomsquad all exited the van to check out the damage. Everyone, with the exception of Glomgold. He was taking a nap the entire time and none of the commotion woke him up. Nobody bothered to wake him up, knowing that they should enjoy any moment of peace they could.

The front hood was dent pretty badly and there were a lot of unnatural sounds coming from the engine. There were a few cracks on the front window but nothing that needed immediate repairs.The majority of the van was covered in dirt and mud from the dirt road.

"Ha! Nice driving, Gyro." Mark was about to take a photo of the wreck, but when he reached for his phone and realized it wasn't there, he had a flashback of Ellie throwing it out the window. He shot everyone a look, despite it being Ellie's doing. "OH, GREAT! NOW I CAN'T POST THIS!"

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