As the next leg from Nepal to China started, Dusty and his siblings held the first place position the entire way there. By now, they'd become the heroes of working-class folks all over the globe. They'd really become famous. But by the time the racers landed at Shanghai Pudong International Airport, Scar, Zira, and even Ripslinger were praticaly fuming. They simply can't even believe that a group of farm folks were getting all the fame and attention that was supposed to be theirs. "We have to stop this!" Scar declared. "Otherwise, this'll get completely out of hand!"
Zira and Ripslinger agreed with him, so they ended up making a plan...
Meanwhile, unaware of what was going on, Creech and her siblings were in the hangar, taking with Mufasa and their friends back home. It was something they always did after a race. After hearing how things were going back in Propwash, they would usually listen in so that they could get some helpful advice for the next race. "You guys are doing so great out there this week," Anya's voice said over the radio. "I really wish we were here so that we could congratulate you."
"Thanks, Mom," Creech chuckled. Anya was just like any mother that was so proud of her daughter.
Even Skipper himself seemed to agree. "You guys are really showing them big-time racers a thing or two, huh?" he commented.
"Yep," Junior answered with a smile.
"Junior's right. We're heading out across the Pacific tomorrow, Skip," Dusty replied. "You were stationed there for a while, right? Got any advice?"
Skipper did. He warned them to be careful flying tomorrow because the Pacific could have some pretty big CBs, which were also known to some people as cumulonimbous clouds-tall, thick, and also famous for creating some really dangerous weather. "And one more thing," he added. "I'm proud of you and your siblings, Dusty."
"Thanks.. wingman," Dusty replied back. In his heart, Skipper's words really meant a lot to him.
"Hey, guys," said Dottie. "We have a surprise for you."
"Oh, oh, oh, you gotta let me tell 'em!" Chug said.
Dottie chuckled. "Go ahead, Chug."
But the problem was, Chug was so excited, he couldn't even seem to remember what the surprise even was. So Dottie had to help him out. After a bit, he finally remembered. "Mexico! That's it! We're gonna meet you in Mexico!"
"Really!?" Dusty exclaimed. The others were to happy to respond.
"Yep!" Mulan said over the radio. "Tickets are on Chug and Sparky! We're flying over to see you!"
"Seriously!?" Creech exclaimed. "How'd you two pull that off?"
"Me and Sparky sold a lot of racing merchandise!" Chug exclaimed. "Got us enough money to get a freighter to fly us over there!"
"Go team Dusterino!" Sparky cheered.
Dusty chucked. "You sure you and Mufasa are up for it, Skipper?" he asked.
"You bet. Somebody else is doing the flying!" Skipper answered.
"Well that's great news, guys!" Dusty said happily. "I'll see you in Mexico!"
Mufasa laughed as the others said goodnight. After they hung up, there was a knock at the window. "Me and Junior'll answer it, Dusty," Creech said as she went over to the window. "You and the others can go take a walk outside if you'd like."
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The Adventures of Creech and her Friends Part 1
FanfictionLong ago, there lived Creech, a young girl destined to rule over a kingdom. But when enemies kill her entire family, destroy the kingdom, and she's all alone, she's found by Emeralda and Dimitiri and is adopted by he and his wife, Anya. Years later...