Kick was extremely mad. He keeps getting waked up by Gunther, which means he might be slightly cranky, and already he is totally out of it. As much as he wanted to save Gunther that night, he couldn't. It was for both his and Gunther's sake. If he gets caught trying to break Gunther out of jail, he might not have the energy to get away. Nobody can break them out of jail if he gets cuaght. He knew it would be best if he stayed at the hotel and got a lot of sleep that all night and day. Kick planned to break Gunther out of jail at night. Usually it's easier then. Right when his head hit the pillow, he was knocked out.
MEAN WHILE AT JAIL...
Gunther had to change into a black and white striped suit. He felt ashamed of himself, and worried that
Kick might never come and break him out of jail.
"WHY DO I HAVE TO BE HERE?" Gunther yelled.
"Because, you're not smart!" A person in another cell replied.
"I want donuts......." Gunther mumbled. He went onto the hard, uncomfortable bed. It was as hard as a rock. The bed hurt Gunther's back.
"Owww. How can these weirdos sleep on this thing?" Gunther mumbled. He was scared of being in jail. It looked creepy to him. There were no windows, not even a small one. He saw nothing but gray stones surrounding him. Even though his back was in a lot of pain, he fell asleep. Gunther was extremely nervous, tired, hungry, thirsty, in a lot of pain, scared, and terrified that he might never see sunlight again.
MEAN WHILE AT JAIL...
Gunther had to change into a black and white striped suit. He felt ashamed of himself, and worried that
Kick might never come and break him out of jail.
"WHY DO I HAVE TO BE HERE?" Gunther yelled.
"Because, you're not smart!" A person in another cell replied.
"I want donuts......." Gunther mumbled. He went onto the hard, uncomfortable bed. It was as hard as a rock. The bed hurt Gunther's back.
"Owww. How can these weirdos sleep on this thing?" Gunther mumbled. He was scared of being in jail. It looked creepy to him. There were no windows, not even a small one. He saw nothing but gray stones surrounding him. Even though his back was in a lot of pain, he fell asleep. Gunther was extremely nervous, tired, hungry, thirsty, in a lot of pain, scared, and terrified that he might never see sunlight again.
Kick was preparing for one of his stunts.
"I don't know about this Kick..." Gunther said, worried.
"Oh please, Gunther. What could possibly go wrong?" Gunther had an extremely worried look on his face. Kick was about to bolt down a huge ramp, over a pit full of toxic waste and extremely hungry grizzly bears.
"Where do you even get this stuff from?" Gunther asked, confused. Kick didn't reply. Just after Gunther asked, Kick darted down the ramp, not with enough speed. Something went horribly wrong.
"Kiiiiiiick!" Gunther yelled, timid.
"I don't know about this Kick..." Gunther said, worried.
"Oh please, Gunther. What could possibly go wrong?" Gunther had an extremely worried look on his face. Kick was about to bolt down a huge ramp, over a pit full of toxic waste and extremely hungry grizzly bears.
"Where do you even get this stuff from?" Gunther asked, confused. Kick didn't reply. Just after Gunther asked, Kick darted down the ramp, not with enough speed. Something went horribly wrong.
"Kiiiiiiick!" Gunther yelled, timid.
"Don't worry, Gunther. We'll find a way back home."
"No we can't! We're stranded! We have no money, no food! And to make even worse, we have no place to live!" Gunther yelled. Kick found $10,000 laying on the ground.
"We have money now."
"Whhat are we gonna do with it?" Gunther asked.
"We're gonna buy everything we
need to survive out there."
"You mean we're gonna-"
"We're gonna go home."
"I don't know about this Kick. I can already tell something bad's going to happen."
"Nothing bad's going to happen. Stop worrying so much."
"I always tell him something bad will
happen, but if course, he doesn't listen to me! Then something bad DOES happen!" Gunther mumbled, angry.
"No we can't! We're stranded! We have no money, no food! And to make even worse, we have no place to live!" Gunther yelled. Kick found $10,000 laying on the ground.
"We have money now."
"Whhat are we gonna do with it?" Gunther asked.
"We're gonna buy everything we
need to survive out there."
"You mean we're gonna-"
"We're gonna go home."
"I don't know about this Kick. I can already tell something bad's going to happen."
"Nothing bad's going to happen. Stop worrying so much."
"I always tell him something bad will
happen, but if course, he doesn't listen to me! Then something bad DOES happen!" Gunther mumbled, angry.
Gunther had emptied the whole bag of food and drinks on to his bed. What do you think he did? That's right, he went to the grocery store and tried to rob it (steal all of the Cheetah Chug). But something went wrong. Gunther didn't know they had a security system. Startled, he dropped the bag and ran out the door. He didn't get very far though.
Police men and their cars were waiting outside of the door.
"You're under arrest!" The cop said.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Gunther screamed.
"Get in the car." The cop said while putting hand cuffs on Gunther.
"I sure hope Kick finds me...." he thought in his mind.
Gunther didn't know this, but Kick saw the whole thing from their hotel window.
"I knew this would happen..." Kick mumbled, angry.
Police men and their cars were waiting outside of the door.
"You're under arrest!" The cop said.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Gunther screamed.
"Get in the car." The cop said while putting hand cuffs on Gunther.
"I sure hope Kick finds me...." he thought in his mind.
Gunther didn't know this, but Kick saw the whole thing from their hotel window.
"I knew this would happen..." Kick mumbled, angry.