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꧁PART 4꧂

"WITH THAT KIND OF MONEY, WE COULD RENT OUR OWN CAMP." Mud says as Paige agrees and gets an idea.

"I'd buy a new wardrobe." Trish says.
"I'd by The Gap." Gaby says.

"Whoa! Whoa! What'd you say?" Zack asks.
"He said that with that money we could rent our own camp, you guys thinking what I'm thinking." Paige says as she winks.
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"IT'S BRILLIANT!"
"IT'S DERANGED!"
"IT'S SUICIDE."

" Besides, we need an adult to pull it off." Trish told them.

"But we're adults, one for each camp." Paige says.
"And one really twisted one."
"Who's gonna rent a cabin..."
"What'd you just say?" Zack asked Paige.

"Look Mud said that a man named Mr. Ellison used to work as a drama teacher in our school. Do you guys know about him?" Paige asks.

"Yeah, my sister had him tres bizarre she said he tried to do silence of the lambs as a musical, anyway he got fired and left town." Trish said.

"Well, yeah he got fired but not so sure he left town." Mud informs them.

"The cheese guy?" Gaby asks confused.
"Okay lets go!" Paige says excitingly.
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"HI, CAN I HELP YOU." Says the man.
"Yeah, uh..." Mud says as Paige cuts him off.
"Is your name Dennis Van Welker?" Paige asks.

"No. Just inspectin' the hinges." Dennis says.
Well that didn't make sense. Paige thought. Her thought was cut short when Dennis used his toothbrush to brush the door hinges and then put it back into his mouth.

"Look at that. Low carbon content." Dennis tells the kids.
"Uh, ooh. Are you sure your name isn't Dennis Van Welker? He used to be a drama teacher at King junior High." Mud informs him.

"There are no drama teachers living here. Well I'm assuming the guy's gotta be, what, five, six feet long." Dennis Van Welker jokes.

Then out of nowhere a car started to pull up to the caravan. Then Dennis pulls the Kids inside and started put on a hat.

"Don't make a sound it's show time. Kid I think you're sitting on my teeth. Gimme, Gimme, Gimme, come on." Van Welker said to Mud as he was sitting on his fake teeth.

"Your teeth? Sick, gross!" Mud exclaimed as Paige laughed quietly. And Mud smiled.

"Hey kids I owe ya one." Dennis said as he ran off.
"VAN WELKER! VAN WELKER, YOU IN THERE? VAN WELKER! Said a big man as he knocked on the door.
Dennis opened the door and started to change his accent and said, "Who the hell are you?"
"Dennis Van Welker?" The Man replied.
"Well glad to meet you Dennis." Dennis replied.
"The names T.R. Polk. I'm look for Dennis Van Welker. And according to my information, you're him."

"Sorry man. ROLAND J. ORLANDO. Wait a minute I bought this trailer from a feller named Van Welker." Said Dennis as he tried to act his way out of it.
"Yeah well did this Van Welker have a CAAR." Ask Polk.

"Well, I guess he must've to pull the trailer." Dennis told him.

"In 1979, Dennis Van Welker bought a Caribbean yellow gremlin, from Rasmunsen's AMC- Jeep in Columbus, Ohio." T.R Polk said.

"A yellow Gremlin?" Said Dennis acting like he was clueless.

"He signed a contract for 48 equal payments... of $121.43 He made five. We're still looking for the other 43."

"God what a swine!" Dennis told Polk.
Then they made their way to Dennis's shed.

"Now, what's in the shed?" Polk asked Dennis.
"Look, I really should be getting down to the plant." Dennis said not wanting Polk to see that he had to car. Then Paige had a idea.

"Mud come one lets see if this camp really pays off." She said as she a Mud ran out the door.
"Dad, Dad ohhh nellie dad it's an emergency the plant just called." Paige yelled out in an accent.

"Number 3 turbines out of alignment." Mud yelled as well.
"Hold your horses there, Clementine and Alphonse. Can't you see I'm helping this man find a missing car?" Dennis says. Then Polk went to the shed and kicked the shed door down. And made a large sound.

"Not here."
"Of course it ain't." Said Dennis confused.
"Sorry about the door." Polk as he walks to his car.
"You kids huh?" T.R said.
"Yup heirs to the thrones." Said Dennis.
"Well Van Welker had no children." T.R Polk told them.

"Thats a tragedy."
"Well, if he turns up, give me a call. I'd appreciate it." Said Polk as he gives A card with a phone number on it and leaves.

"Don't hit him Zack." Gaby says.
"I won't." Then a car horn honks.
"You know you really oughta get the club. Any idiot can hot-wire a Gremlin." Said Zack.

"Yeah for once he is right, if ZACK can do it your in deep shit." Paige said. While everyone was laughing.
"Shut up Paige!" Zack said.

"What do you want from me? The car was a dog. Late at night, I used to hear it barking in the driveway." Dennis says as he imitates a dog barking.

"Mr. Van Welker we don't care about the car." Gaby tells him.
"How would you like to make $1,000?" Paige asks him.
"A thousand bucks. HA, chicken feed. Now, if you'll excuse me, I gotta go call my broker." Said Dennis as he walks away.
"555-0093." Paige says.
"I'm sorry?" Dennis asks.

"Polk's phone number, Mr. Van Welker." Paige says.
"Oh, I get it Shakedown time. And people say kids today lack ambition." Dennis tells her.
"A THOUSAND BUCKS YOU SAY?" Says Dennis as he takes off his fake glasses.