Chapter 22
By Tommy Boy
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11:45 am Eastern, 8:45am Pacific
(23hrs and 45min. left)
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All that could be heard in the morning stillness was April snorting the cold air. Buckaroo, Reno, Rawhide lifted the arms up while Tommy Boy lifted her one good arm.
The woman kept an eye on them while she continued to keep her shotgun aimed down at Perfect Tommy.
"You missy. Who are you? What are you doing here on my mountain?"
"Ma'am, are you familiar with Buckaroo Banzai at all?"
"Some fancy smancy man that thinks the world is going to get better with his help." she answered.
"Well the man to my left is Dr. Banzai, this is Reno and the man by the horse is Rawhide. The man at your feet is Perfect Tommy and I'm Tommy Boy."
"And I'm Grace Kelly." She accented out.
"Ma'am. We are trying to get a heart from San Francisco to New York. We are trying to get to Carson City to fly it out. We were making our way around the slide from the road and working our way back. Now we have this creek to get over. There isn't much time. There is a little girl waiting for us to make her life better."
"Where's the heart?"
Reno pointed over to the snow mobile Perfect Tommy had been one, strapped to the back was the red cooler.
The lady moved cautiously over to the snowmobile and got a better look of the cooler. She seemed to mulling over what they had said.
A spasm hit Tommy Boy's shoulder. The cold was not helping it any. She moved to hold it. Rawhide made a step to help her; the lady swung her gun around at them. "Don't you move!"
Tommy Boy sunk to her knees.
"Ma'am, she was hurt when our car went into a slide. She needs attending to."
She came back to Perfect Tommy and aimed her gun. "Okay, but no funny stuff." Rawhide went to Tommy Boy, getting down in front of her, blocking the ladies view of Tommy Boy.
Tommy Boy pulled out the gun that was strapped to Rawhide's leg.
Buckaroo looked over to see that Perfect Tommy was starting to come around.
"Ma'am. As Tommy boy was stating, we are on our way to Carson City."
"I have no trespassing signs posted."
"This is an extreme measure." Buckaroos wanted to keep her attention on him while Perfect Tommy became aware and perhaps get them out of this predicament. "Surely you can see that with all this snow we were unable to see the signs."
"This here is my mountain and everyone knows it. No one can come here with those stinking environment ugly machines. Everyone knows I hate them."
"But necessary to get us across to friends waiting on the other side."
Perfect Tommy opened his eyes to watch the lady watching his friends across the creek. The gun moved away from him. While Buckaroo talked to her, Perfect Tommy moved with his speed to kick the woman's feet from under her, causing her to pitch forward, dropping the gun. With reflexes, he found the gun and threw it across the creek to Reno, while Tommy Boy threw him the pistol.
She was on the ground staring up at him with the gun to her.
"Little different when things are reversed is in it?" Perfect Tommy said.
Rawhide stood up and turned to look at them. "Ask the nice lady where we can cross this creek. We would be happy to be on our way."
"You heard the man, anywhere to cross this creek?"
She nodded her head up stream. "About hundred yards up there is a foot bridge."
"Tommy, can you keep an eye on her while we get around?"
"Sure thing."
Rawhide mounted April with Reno getting on behind him, since Perfect Tommy had gone over the creek without him. Tommy Boy got on the snowmobile behind Buckaroo.
Half an hour later they came back to find the lady and Perfect Tommy talking.
Reno slipped off the horse to walk over to them. "Looks like you two are having a nice discussion."
"Let's say we came to an understanding." Perfect Tommy led. "Here Reno, I think you better drive for awhile. I got an aching headache."
"Sorry about that boy. You never know who's looking for my wild friends up here."
"She thought we were poachers."
"Makes sense. She's never seen us before." Buckaroo commented. "What's the best way to get to a town ma'am."
"Follow me and I'll get you to my place then we can four wheel it. The snow is less around my place and we can get you to Carson City."
"Thank you ma'am."
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12:45 pm Eastern, 9:45am Pacific
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