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“This is really a bad idea.” Tim muttered as he glanced in the rear view mirror.
That was a very long line of flashing blue and red lights following behind him. If daylight was blue and red than Tim would need sunglasses for how brightly those cars were shining. Okay he already needed the sunglasses because looking in the rear view mirror was threatening to blind him.
He slid forwards in the seat, stretching to reach the pedals, and floored it. Literally. The gas pedal was crushed to the floor and Tim was really wishing for super strength right about now because then he could push it through the car floor but that might end up stopping the car.
And that would be bad.
“Hey Tim?”
Kon’s voice was really high pitched, Tim thought dogs might be squealing at how high it was, but then Bart started talking just as fast as if he was still a speedster and that was high pitched.
“I think they’re gaining on us dude.”
“He’s totally right Tim! They’re close enough I can read their license plates! Oooh! Look that ones from Colorado! And that ones from New York! Does that one say stripperRus? Kon! I think it totally does!”
“Hey! I think KF’s right Tim! Can we slow down?” Kon leaned into the front section. “I want to say hi.”
“Quiet.” Tim growled, to busy wrenching the wheel to the left to wonder what they could have done to get strippers chasing them. Never mind it was probably Kon’s fault anyway. “See anything else?”
“Nah Tim,” Kon twisted back to looking out the back window. “That’s why we got you ‘member?”
“Tim! Hey Tim! I think Interpol’s chasing us too!”
“How?” Tim stomped both his feet on the brake, twisting the wheel in time, fishtailing into the too small alley. His backseat driver’s cheered at the pretty sparks as the paint and out layer of metal was stripped away. “Interpol doesn’t have assigned cars like the police.”
“Well there’s lots of big black vans behind us.” Bart twisted and grinned at Tim in the rearview mirror. “And they’re catching up!”
“I think he’s right.” Kon agreed as he leaned against the backseat for a better view of the chaos. “They’re definetly getting closer.”
The car flew out of the alley, leaving behind some important looking parts, as Tim twisted the car around again. Pedal back down to the floor as they fishtailed through more turns.
“Whoah!”
Bart and Kon cracked heads in the backseat, both giving Tim hurt looks, as the car twisted more.
“Who taught you to drive?!” Kon screeched.
“Your mother.” Tim growled.
Bart started giggling hysterically, dropping to the back seat, as Kon stared slack jawed.
“What? Tim? I-“ Kon was still staring in shock as Bart sat up and started pointing out the front window.
“Hey Tim? Hey Tim I think that’s lower than the car.”
Tim slunk even lower in his seat, not hard with his current height, and aimed for the truck starting to cross the street ahead of him.
“Oh man.” Kon dropped into the well of the backseat pulling Bart down next to him. “Tim’s pissed.”
Glass and metal screamed as the car drove into the crossing tracker trailer. Everything exploded into sparks as the top sheared off and Tim was twisting the wheel harder as the new convertible fishtailed across the road.
“Whooo!” Bart and Kon popped up liked deranged jack in the boxes and cheered.
“Tim that was awesome!” Kon leaned forwards between what was left of the seats.
“Hey I think you lost them!” Bart whooped again as he wriggled along behind Kon as they both got into the passenger front seat. “Smooth sailing Tim!”
Which would be when the chopper flew overhead and turned the spotlight on, one very bright light following the convertible, as it turned and hovered in front of them.
“Whoops.” This was said in unison from Kon and Bart as they watched the helicopter fly lower and head straight for them.
Tim gritted his teeth and kept going.
“Hey Tim?” Bart’s voice was still very excited sounding as the space between the car and helicopter grew shorter very quickly.
“Tim?” Kon’s voice was getting higher again. “Dude, I know you’re fucking awesome but you can’t play chicken with a helicopter!”
“Watch me.”
Kon ducked, burrowing down into the space under the dash and pulling Bart along behind him, there was one very good thing about being half of their normal size. Bart started protesting as the car growled in protest next to him.
Tim’s eyes narrowed as he judged the space between them and the approaching metal bird.
“Thing about playing chicken is…” Tim started grinning madly as he ducked as low as possible. “You have to know when to blink.”
The copter veered to one side, glancing off a building with screeching as the skids took out other cars, and zooming straight up as the car whizzed past.
“Ohmygod!” Bart popped up before Kon could wrestle him down again. “Tim that was awesome! Can we do it again?”
“No way!” Kon shoved at Bart’s head. “Tim pull the car over!”
“And get caught?!” Tim twisted his head to stare at Kon. “Then what?”
“Hey guys they got a roadblock!”
“Get down Bart!” Again shouted in unison as both Tim and Kon whipped around to glare at Bart.
“But guys! Roadblock!”
“Oh my god.” Kon ducked again, not even trying to drag Bart with him as the not very speedy speedster jumped in his seat. “Tim?”
Once again Tim really wanted to plug his ears but that would involve taking his hands off the wheel which would be a very bad idea.
“Tim please don’t ram the fucking roadblock!”
“Go Tim! Ramming speed!”
Tim tuned both of them out, eyes squinting against the bright light, as he slammed on the breaks.
“Oh god oh god, Tim this is a very bad idea.”
“Kon!” Tim shouted as the roadblock vans started speeding towards them, Kon immediately shut up and turned to Tim. “Watch the back and warn me if I’m going to hit something!”
Bart continued whooping in joy as the car moved into reverse and jumped backwards as it started moving again.
“STOP THE CAR!”
Tim grinned at the booming voice coming out of the vans chasing them.
“Left! No your other left!” Kon started screaming as he watched out the back. “No! Back go back!”
“Calm down Kon!” Bart was jumping in their seat again. “I think they’re trying to tell us something!”
“Stop! They’re coming from the back! And the sides!”
The car rocked to a halt again. Steam flying everywhere as part of the engine fell out. All the huge black vans spinning to stops around them.
“Wow.” Bart jumped up looking around the circle of vans. “That was so awesome! Come on Tim lets do it again!”
“Gotta admit Tim.” Kon added as black suited men started piling out of the vehicles with guns pointed. “That was a hell of a ride.”
“Not over yet.” Tim muttered watching the huge one eyed man in a trench coat stalking towards them.