Blowin' In The Wind

Max In Texas

Max stands up after being knocked out for what felt like forever. He dusts off his clothes and takes in his surroundings. "Weird, this isn't Liverpool. Where is everybody?" He asked.

The youngest Russo walks around to figure out where he is, until he comes across a sign.

Welcome to Texas!

"Texas?! Nice, I've always wanted to come here! Man, I should've brought a cowboy hat." Said Max. A huge shadow appears in front of the youngest Russo. Max takes a few steps back, but stops after recognizing who's coming. It's Chief Tiger Bamboo of the Indian Camp in Never Land. His fellow indians and daughter, Tiger Lily, are with him.

"How!" Said the chief. "How!" Max said. "For many moons, red man fight paleface Lost Boys." The chief said. "Hey, I remember you! We met during mine and my siblings' trip to Never Land last year. Speaking of, have you seen them around here?" Asked Max. "Me no seen siblings." Said the chief.

A frown appears on Max's face. "Okay, maybe I should start at the beginning. My siblings and our friend were hanging out at the park until it got stormy. Then as we were going home, we were blown away by the wind, and I mean that literally!" He said. "Heap big truth?" The chief asked. "Yes, Chief." Max said.

The chief thinks for a moment. "Sometime, walk around to clear head." He said. "I do the same thing! Maybe we can do some sightseeing." Said Max. "This time, no sightseeing." Said the chief. Tiger Lily nods in agreement. "Oh, you must've done some before finding me." Max said. "Yes, but me can walk." The chief said.

"Walk without actually looking at places... I might know what can help. I wanna sightsee, but you don't have to repeat the steps you took moments earlier. I need to keep myself occupied before someone finds me. Does that sound fair?" Asked Max. "You make fair compromise, Max Russo." Said the chief. "Well then, I'm glad we can agree on something. Come on, let's walk for a bit." Max said.