Trivia Crack 1 and a Half!

Chapter 18 The Chase

Author's Note: This chapter gets intense towards the end. It may be scary for younger or sensitive readers. Please read on with consideration of this fact. Now, enjoy the chapter.

Willy drove away as fast as he could. Desperately, trying to get away.

Tina and Bonzo held on tightly to each other as Willy went down the back roads at breakneck speed.

Before anyone could even think they were safe, a loud thud sounded from behind them down the road. It was Mr. Bristles!

Mr. Bristles was careening down the road in a busted car hurdling towards Willy, Bonzo, and Tina! He was driving recklessly and was on a mission to get all three of them.

"We have company!", shouted Tina. "Incoming!", shouted Bonzo in fear. Willy looked over to his rear view mirror and saw Mr. Bristles following them close behind.

Willy saw an intersection up ahead. It was time to throw him off! "Hang on!"

Willy suddenly turned at a fast-paced speed. Tina and Bozno were suddenly knocked over and onto each other. "Sorry!", Willy said as he managed to get control of the car once more.

Mr. Bristles could not make the turn and instead skidded ahead. The tires squealed as he tried to get his car under control. Willy laughed.

"Haha! Nice try!", he shouted. Tina and Bonzo cheered.

Willy drove fast down the road he turned onto. But, Mr. Bristles was not going down that easy. Mr. Bristles found another intersection and turned down on that road. He slammed the gas pedal down and made his way back towards Willy.

Suddenly, he found Willy and slammed into the back of his car in a perpendicular way. Tina and Bonzo jumped against their will as they both slammed into the side of the car by the impact. Everyone screamed.

"This guy's crazy!", shouted Bonzo. "Oh, ya think?!", Tina angrily said. "Guys, stop fighting, don't make me come back there!", scolded Willy.

The chase continued.

Suddenly, Willy drove down a very huge hill. Tina and Bonzo held on as the speed of the car nearly made Willy lose control as they went down. The car hit multiple potholes  alongside the road, causing the car to jolt up and down. Adding in the speed, it seemed to be an out of control roller coaster ride. Mr. Bristles then tailed up from behind! He was also bouncing up and down.

"Yoo-hoo! Little flamingos! I am coming!", Mr. Bristles shouted.

Bonzo was knocked up and down as the car hit more and more potholes. The car still going down the hill made the experience even more frightening. "Oh, my head!", shouted Bonzo as he hit his head up against the roof.

"No more, Mr. Don't Kill Anybody!", shouted Mr. Bristles as he held up a small cannon in his arms. He was going to shoot!

Tina looked over at Mr. Bristles. She saw the cannon in his hand! "Willy, watch out!", she screamed. Willy looked and saw Mr. Bristles about to fire! Willy swerved his car away just as Mr. Bristles fired! It missed.

Mr. Bristles fired more and more times. Willy continued to swerve and miss. Everyone screamed as more and more cannonballs hit the ground!

"Like racing and hunting at the same time!", Mr. Bristles shouted.

Finally, Willy reached the bottom of the hill. Willy regained full control and made his way back to his house.

"Where are we going?", asked Tina. "Back home, and we are bringing our crazy guest back with us!", Willy replied.

Willy went down the road and Mr. Bristles followed. Luckily, Willy's house was near. Willy pulled in the driveway and slammed his breaks. Everyone quickly piled out of the car and made a break for it.

The remaining four kids and the police saw the commotion and rushed to help. Suddenly, Mr. Bristles arrived! He slammed on his breaks, and then jumped out of the car with the cannon in his hands, nearly taking out his own car door accidentally.

He pointed the weapon at everyone.

The chase was over, but the fun was just beginning.

"Put your weapons down, now!", he ordered. 

The police officers humored him as they didn't want to risk putting Willy and his kids in harm's way.

Willy held all his kids close to him. They all hugged back. They were all huddled in a desperate attempt to protect each other.

Mr. Bristles slowly approached the huddled family, menacingly. Cannon still in hand.

"My, my! You and your family are tougher and smarter than they look. But, unfortunately, it is not enough!", he said. He suddenly pointed the cannon at Willy. Willy, on instinct, pushed his kids behind him.

"Any last words!!!!????", he asked angrily. Willy smiled. "Say good night, Trivialand!", he replied. Mr. Bristles was taken aback by this answer.

*CLANG!*

Mr. Bristles was smacked upside the head with a frying pan! He was out cold as he fell on the ground with a loud thud.

Everyone looked and saw...

Pop!

"No one messes with my family!", he stomped for emphasis.

The police picked up their guns and made their way over to the unconscious paintbrush. Everyone huddled back together again. As the police took Mr. Bristles away in handcuffs.

Mr. Bristles regained consciousness as he was roughly picked up off the ground. "You will never get away from me, Willy! I will return! You haven't seen the last of me!", he shouted as he struggled. Suddenly, he was tased, and he fell unconscious again.

The police dragged him away as Mr. Bristles quickly recovered again. This time, though, he was weak and couldn't make himself talk. Even when he tried, all he could do was squeak.

"You have the right to remain silent.", said one of the police officers. "Please feel free to EXCERSISE that right!", said another officer.

Mr. Bristles was placed in the back of the police car.

It was over.