Chad's Epic Ultra Extravagant Knuckles Adventure

Chapter 6: Deez Bites The Dust

Celebrity Car Buying

They all wake up and head down for breakfast, they enjoy the hotels luxury, which was merely a half empty pool, and they leave to the dealership. Average flags down a taxi as they walk out the hotel. "Thanks Fan" Mr. Amogus tells him. "No problem" Average responds. They all hop in and get goin, "So, where ya'll headin?" the taxi driver asks, "Cause it's $1500 per mile." the group wasn't to concerned since they just have tons of cash on them since Mr. Amogus helped them. "Well it's only 4 miles away from the hotel so that's what? Like, $60 bucks?" Average tells Chad and Mr. Amogus. "That's nothing we'll be fine." Chad responds

"Well, we're here." the taxi driver tells them, "that'll be $6000." the group was shocked to hear this. "...Average." Chad says, "Why is the cost six, thousand, dollars?" "I-I um, must've miscalculated or misheard hi-" Average responds. " *sigh* fine, here's $6000, thanks for the ride." Chad tells the taxi driver. They all get out the taxi and head to the Car Dealership. They walk into the lot to see a bunch or new cars parked. "Look at that car, or that one, or maybe that one!" Average told them. "We're here to RENT a car not buy one." Chad tells him. They walk inside the dealership and walk to the front desk, "Hi, I was interested in renting a car." Chad tells them. "Hm, I'll see if we can do that please wait over there and we'll get you with one of our representatives." the clerk told them

And so they sat in the waiting area for what felt like 500 years, although in a literal sense it had only been 4 minutes. "Here's Mr. Dimmadome owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome, he'll be you guys seller." the clerk told them. "Thanks." Mr. Amogus responded. "Wait, is our seller THE Doug Dimmadome owner of the Dimmsdale Dimmadome!?" Average asked. Average had always had a fair interest in the Dimmsdale Dimmadome, after all, that is the last place he ever saw his father before he went to go get some snacks at the indoor bar. "Maybe, but we're not here to get any autographs. We're here to get a car and go." Chad tells Average. Just as he responds to him Mr. Dimmadome walks in the waiting area, "Hey guys, let's head to my office to discuss prices." Mr. Dimmadome tells them.

Auto Theft?

They all enter Mr. Dimmadome's Office and sit down. "So what kind of car are you guys interested in purchasing?" Mr. Dimmadome asks them. "We're not here to buy a car. We're here to RENT a car." Chad tells him. They both stared at each other blankly, no one said a thing until Mr. Dimmadome whispered, "Get out...." "What was that?" Average asked stupidly. "GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!" Mr. Dimmadome yelled at them. they all immediately left the room and returned to the waiting area.

"Well that went great." Mr. Amogus said sarcastically. "What now?" Average asked Chad. Chad was still planing on what to do now, to Chad, there was only two options. Give up now and go home, if it is even still standing. Or he can go steal a car from the parking lot. You can probably guess which option he chose...

And so they were off walking away from the dealership defeated they couldn't obtain car and now this must walk all the way to Washington D. C. on foot, as they're walking they hear a distant explosion that seemed to have come from the dealership. "The heck was that?!" Average questions. "It was probably nothing concerning us, let's just keep going." Chad tells Average. "Ok, but wait, where is Mr. Amogus?" Average asks. "I don't know, but what I do know is he'll catch up, come on." Chad responds. They continue walking towards their destination, Washington D. C. 

[From Florida, Washington D. C. is 958.7 miles away on foot] 

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