"You know what?" Roxxie's kangaroo ears perked up as her teeth formed into a wry smile. "I think I'll tell you exactly what we're going to do to you."
The kangaroo seemed to take great pleasure in watching the facial expression of her captives realizing their fate, so she decided to spell out exactly what was going to become of the poor foxes. In order to do this, she rolled a dusty old chalkboard from her workstation and began to scribble out a diagram of what looked like some strange double-sided plank the two foxes would be strapped onto.
As the kangaroo was running through the rigamaroo of her planned squelching and Georgia was absent-mindedly waiting for her partner to finish so she could begin crushing, Texas decided to make a move. Her hands wove into her toolbelt and managed to grab her trusty hunting knife, something her captors had foolishly failed to deprived her of. All it took was five seconds of wittling and she had snapped the binds of both her and her partner.
"April, RUN!"
The two foxes sprinted away from the scene, their tiny legs carrying them as swiftly as they possibly could. Behind them they heard the thundering footsteps of the two gigantic villains, and they knew that if they were caught they'd be squished flatter than imaginable. Their opponents had the height advantage, and the longer strides of their longer legs had them gaining on the fleeing canines at a startling rate. The sheriff and her deputy needed a steed.
The group rounded the corner of a cave and found not a steed, but the next best thing; a mine cart. The rolling box-on-wheels was standing at the front of the chamber with a long stretch of track before it on a downhill slope. The two foxes hopped in and shoved off, leaving their gigantic pursuers in the dust.
Unfortunately for them, there were 2 other minecart tracks to the right and left of the one they had entered. Georgia and Roxxie were each big enough to fill up an entire minecart on their own and still have their over-inflated butts jutting out over the edges, so they each had to take their own ride.
Suddenly, the hostage situation had turned into a high speed chase. Texas and April were rocketing down the track, the two cart-riding villainesses just barely behind them to the right and left. If the terrifying horse and her gigantic kangaroo friend managed to get their carts paralell to Texas and April's, they could easily leap the gap between them and royally ruin the weeks of the poor officers.
"Pray this cart goes faster, April..." Texas whispered as the track they had selected continued rocketing on its downhill descent. "If they catch up to us, we're mincemeat!"
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