don't think so.” Balto saw another fist flying at him. He turned his head to minimize the impact. But the dog wasn't aiming for his face. He hit Balto in the side. “AAHH!”

It was the exact spot where he had been shot when him and Jenna were escaping from that island.

“Leave him alone!” Jenna shouted.

The rest of the passengers stared with their mouths open.

Balto painfully got back up onto his feet. He tried again. “What do you want? Who are you?” He paused for a second then said “And how did you get guns on the plane?”

The dog looked at him for a second. “Alright. I'll tell you. I am Fifi and I am hereby assuming command of this vessel. Answer to question number three. I got the guns on here with a little bit of 'outside help'. And why am I doing this? I don't think I'll tell you why yet but I will tell you, if someone doesn't cooperate, I will begin to pick off one your passengers when each order is disobeyed. And now, as proof that I'm not kidding, I am herebyterminating both of you. I hope you enjoyed the flight.”

Balto couldn't believe it! 'Fifi?! What kind of a German Shepherdis named Fifi?”

Fifi was turning his gun toward Balto and Jenna when a passenger kicked Fifi as hard as he could. The action startled him, making him look around and lowering his gun a little.

Balto didn't waste any time. He grabbed Jenna had hurled himself down the aisle. He didn't bother looking back when he heard Jenna kicking out at the dogs. In fact, he didn't turn around the entire time he was running.

He did try to duck when bullets started flying in his direction.

The passengers had started jumping at Fifi and his dogs in an attempt to take them down. They remembered September 11 all too well.

They were just about to get the upper hand when Fifi shouted above the racket. “Everyone stop or we all die!”

Everyone looked at Fifi. He was pointing is gun at one of the windows.

“If I blow out this window, do you know what will happen? This plane is traveling at a speed of around 800 or more miles an hour. Back on the ground, 70 miles an hour can blow you over. Imagine 800. This entire plane will depressurize and will crumple up like a pop can. Now then, shall I pull the trigger, or will everyone calm down and behave?”

Reluctantly, the passengers started to sit down. Fifi smiled at his victory. “Thank you. Refreshments and drinks will be out soon.”

Balto and Jenna had run into one of the bathrooms on the plane.

Jenna looked around. “Now what?”

Balto looked up at the ceiling and smiled. “Watching all those action movies really pays off.” He got up on the sink and started messing around with a little hatch. “See this?” he said to Jenna. “This is how we're getting out of here.”

Jenna laughed despite the situation they were in. “Balto, that's the ceiling. And how are we going to get out of here thru that?”

Balto started looking around. He thought of something. He reached into his pocket and felt around for a quarter. “A screwdriver.”

“Balto” Jenna said, shaking her head.

“Annnd, to our escape.”

Jenna gasped in surprise as the hatch popped open. Balto climbed up and reached down to help Jenna up. As Jenna climbed up, she took a quick glance around. “Oh, Balto. It's filthy up here!”

“Yeah” Balto agreed. “Filthy.” They looked at each other and tried as hard as they could to keep from gagging.

Fifi was sitting in a chair behind the two pilot's chairs. He knew absolutely nothing about how to fly a plane. And unfortunately, it seemed that neither of the two dogs he hired knew how to do it either. This is what it sounded like.

“Okay. Which one is the throttle?”

“I think it's this button here.”

“Of course that's not it you idiot! The throttle is right here.”

“Then why did you ask for it ya lemon?”

“A lemon? I'll show you I'm not a lemon!”

“Oh yeah? How?”

“I'm going to make us go faster by flipping this switch right here.”

He flipped the switch.

“Hahahaha! You turned on the windshield wipers! Just what we need on a sunny day like this!”

“Shut up!” Fifi yelled. “You two obviously know absolutelynothing about how to fly a plane! You said you did when I hired you! What happened!?”

The dogs mumbled nervously. “Um, we lied?”

Fifi leaned back in his seat and growled. “Obviously.” He got up and started walking out.

“Where are you going?” asked one of his companions.

“To talk with someone.” he growled.

Balto and Jenna were walking around the cargo section of the plane. “So what are we going to do now Balto?”

“I don't know. We need to find a way to take back over the plane.”

“What about some of the passengers? We could ask them for help.”

Balto thought about it for a moment. “Yeah. That could work. What deck is President Hognasal on?”

“Um, I think he's on the second deck.”

“Yes! This means that if we can get to him, we can tell him about what happened and get his Secret Service guards to help us. This is great!”

“What do you mean we can tell him what happened? Wouldn't he know already because of the gunshots and the running around?”

Balto tsked. “Jenna, Jenna. You didn't notice that those guns had silencers on them?”

Jenna glared at him. “Sorry Captain but I don't really inspect guns when there firing bullets at me.”

“Okay good point.”

Jenna looked around for a second. “I don't want to burst your bubble but how are we going to get to the second deck?”

 

“Easy. The way we got here.”

“You mean dropping in thru another bathroom?”

“Yeah. What's so bad about that?”

“Let me think about that for a second.”

“Oh come on. Let's go.”

Jenna sighed. “If we run into somebody, you are going to do the explaining. Say, why did we run up here if we're just going back out again?”

“Dummy, so we could away from the hijackers. Remember those guns that were going off at us?”

They failed to notice the little red light blinking no more than five feet from them.

It took them a little while but they managed to find one of the hatches that led into a bathroom.

Balto looked over at Jenna and said “Ladies first.”

Jenna looked back at him. “I don't think so.”

“Phooey.” Balto looked at the hatch and rubbed his paws together. “Okay. I hope it's a Men's room.”

He mentally prepared himself for what may happen, and opened the hatch. The restroom was empty. Balto was very happy with that.

“Okay. It's clear.”

He gently lowered himself down and then reached up and helped Jenna.

She was just about to open the door when she realized something. “How are we going to explain to the passengers what is going on when both pilots walk down the aisle from inside a bathroom?”

Balto thought about that for a minute. “I don't know.”

Jennagritted her teeth. “Your help is overwhelming.”

“Well, what did you want me to say!?”

“I don't know. Something that Confucius might say.”

“Who?”

“Never mind.”

Despite her better judgment, Jenna walked out of the bathroom. She started walking down the aisle and looked back towards where Balto was. He quickly walked out and joined her. Some of the passengers looked up with a confused look on their faces but most didn't pay any attention. They were either looking at a book or magazine, or looking out the window. Or sleeping. Balto was extremely envious.

Balto and Jenna walked around looking for the President thinking that he would be easy to find. But no luck. Balto glanced around for a second and saw a Secret Service guard standing nearby. Even though they were supposed to be 'Secret' Balto found that they were the easiest dogs to find. Wearing a 'Men in Black' suit with sunglasses and an earphone makes one easy to spot.

He walked up and said “Where is the President? I need to speak with him on an urgent matter.”

The guard stood still. “Sorry. I'm afraid you can't speak with him right now. He met all the passengers several minutes ago.”

Balto was losing his patience. “Do I look like a passenger to you?”

“What else would you be?”

“How about the pilot? Do all the passengers wear uniforms like this?”

This time the guard reached up and took off his sunglasses. “Oh. I guess these sunglasses are a little too dark.”

Balto tried again. “Can I speak with the president?”

The guard put his glasses back on and said “No. I'm afraid not.”

“And why not?”

The guard pointed behind Balto. “Nature called.”

Balto turned around and found himself looking at the bathroom opposite of the one he and Jenna had come down. His face turned a bright red. “Oh. I guess we'll be going then.”

The guard nodded. “A wise course of action sir.” The dog looked around and lowered his voice. “The president has been know to occupy a restroom for an unusually long time. He took a book too. 'The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy.' And, he just went in.”

Balto turned around and went back the way he had come. He took a quick,thorough glance around to make sure no one was watching. Then, him and Jenna slipped back into the restroom they had originally come from.

They stood there for a moment in silence. Jenna spoke first. “So now what?”

“Let's go back up into the plane. I don't think anyone else would be up there so we should be safe. Then, we can think of a plan.”

After using his 'screwdriver' again, they both climbed back into the 'underbelly' or fuselage

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