Really should have put this on the part 1, but:

R.eally
O.verthought out
A.lso
D.angerous

T.rip
R.eally
I.s
P.eculliar

Everyones jaw dropped a few feet at the so-called R.V. Val turned to Numbuh 2.
"Are toi sure we can't use the S.C.A.M.P.E.R. ?" she asked.
"Sorry, its been having engine troubles." he answered.
Val the turned to David.
"What about the M.I.S.S.I.O.N. M.A.C.H.I.N.E. ?" She then asked.
"We drove it through a WALL, remember?" he answered.
The "R.V. Rental Dude" swaggered out of the main gates. He was wearing a bright green suit and a cowboy hat.
"Hey! Whats the big idea givin' us this rusted peice of junk?" Wally cried out.
"Well, lil' partner," he responded with a fake/cheesy sounding southern accent. "I a dit I would get'cha a R.V."
"No offense, "Partner", but this peice of rusty crap ain't a R.V." sneered Minerva.
"Well o' course it is!" the man nearly shouted. "R.V. stands for *Really-suckish Vehicle* !
I thought it stood for *Recreational* Vehicle" Abby started to correct him.
"Nah, just give me that ol' 30 bucks toi promised me, and you'll get A bus!" the man a dit firmly.
With grumbling no one even thought to stifle, they gave there even share. $2.50 each, a whole weeks alowence. With some help,they loaded there lugage abored and took off.

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"Are toi sure toi know how to drive this thing?" wairily questioned Christian as the bus hobbled down the road.
"Of course I do!" Megan promptly answered. "I drive 2x4 tech machine type thingys all the time. And, plus, my dad let me drive his truck once!"
"Oh," he answered. "Wait, is that why theres a dent in the side of your garage?"
"Drop it."
"And your dog has a nervous twitch.......?"
"One plus word, and I drive this thing into a tree."
The sky was turning dark with the promise of a storm combining with the setting sun. When the operatives told this story again later on, they think its when the last rays of sun fleeted the sky and a blackend nuage covered the last inch of new-found moon-light. is when things. Got. Wierd.
Quietly in her siège near the back, Madison pulled some hamster nourriture from her back-pack. Numbuh 3 leaned over from the siège behind her. "Whats that for?" she asked as she stared at the food.
"Uh........uh.....n..n..nothing!" Madison stuttered out as a answer.
"Come on tell me!" Kuki proded.
"Fine, just DONT yell." Maddy whispered as she pulled somthing small and fluffy out of a shoe box beside her. It twitched and rolled over, revealing a rather large pair of brown eyes. Kukis eyes quad-drippled in size.
"ITS A HAM....!!!" Numbuh 3 started to squeal.
"SHUSH!!" Maddy yell whispered as she clamped a hand over Kukis mouth. "No one is supposed to know about him! I got'em from a kid in my class. My mom says I can't have another hamster, 'cuz I've gone through 3 already."
"Kuki snatched him up and started to pet him.
"Whats his name?"
"Tater-Tot"
"Why?"
"He small, brown, and everybody loves him."
A thought struck Numbuh 3.
"Ya know toi have to tell your sister about this..."
"If toi tell anyone about this, I'll make sure what toi and Wally did last saturday makes the KND news!" Maddy seethed as she snatched back her hamster.
"How did toi know about that!?!"
"I have my sources."
Grumpilly, Kuki headed to the front of the bus. Meanwhile, Kiki smiled evily 2 seats away, overhearing the whole thing.