-Don't want you late tomorrow because you couldn't get out of bed!

Jon smiled as he got dressed and simply said -Well, the coffee shop is right by that ice cream shop...after what happened I decided it was better to become a regular there just in case somebody needs to be pushed from a truck's path...- he grinned.

Rebecca glared at him, but she soon smiled shook her head. - Just don't get late, Mister!

He waved goodnight and mounted the black motorcycle, springing the engine into life with a roar and soon disappeared in the distance.

Baloo shook his head - At least the kid ain't a suit'n'tie type...but an accountant in a motorcycle and jacket? Really?

Rebecca rolled her eyes -I have a mechanic who fix anything better than anyone but can't remember what he just ate, a navigator who is twelve and surfs clouds and a pilot who eats so much that he weighs more than the cargo but still can fly better than birds....your point is?

-Watch it Lady!- the big bear grumbled, visibly grumpy about her remark. Rebecca simply giggled and soon they all walked out of the office.

-Pirate Island-

-Duh, get that bird!! - a huge, ,muscular grey dog with a top-hat and a weird accent yelled before he tripped and fell face first on the dirt, while trying to catch a squealing gorilla bird.

The cave where the pirates kept plundered treasure from unfortunate airplanes was fuller than usual....but not exactly treasure. Gorilla birds running around, Macadamia sand, Pigmy feathers and lots of non-valuable goods lay scattered.

Looking at all the "treasure", a figure dressed in blue coat, grey pants and boots and carrying a cutlass on his belt stood proudly and grinning

-Marvelous! Excellent! Those foolish pilots now know to fear the name...Don Karrrrrrrnage! Which is me, of course! - the pirate captain cheered to himself.

-But...Captain- Mad Dog, his second-in-command started, hesitant to question his leader - ahm...why are we stealing all this stuff?

Karnage spun around annoyed. -First of all, my empty-minded minion...- he grabbed the wincing Mad Dog by his collar and shook him hard - we are PLUNDERING!! We don't steal! We are PIRATES!! PIRATES!! How many times must I say it??!! - then he dropped the dizzy canine and started walking among the crew - Second...this is all part of my great plan, yes-no? It is too genius for your poor little minds to understand, but Don Karrrrrnage is magnanimous, and will make it simple for you! This.....is...MISS...DIRRRREECTION!

- Who is she, Captain? - Dumptruck, the big grey hound asked.

- When do we meet her? - Another small pirate asked.

-Is she puurrrty Captain? - Yet another one asked.

Don Karnage simply slapped his own forehead and dragged his fingers down in frustration.

-NO, YOU IDIOTS!!- the pirate leader screamed, showing his fangs - NO, NO, NO!! MISDIRECTION IS NOT A WOMAN!! It is my fabulous plan, see? - he pulled open a large curtain to reveal an equally large map of the Caribbean behind it. There were lines and crossboned skulls symbols on many spots, and drawings of battleships that matched the spots where the pirates had attacked earlier.

-Now, my mentally challenged minions, marvel in the beauty of my wondrous design, made all by my handsome self! We have attacked these cargo routes in a random way, so the military with their little boom-boom ships would have to spread and cover them, yes-no? Now, they are spread too thin and they left the pride of their armada, the U.S.S. Valiant defending THIS - and he pointed with a clawed finger - route, which is the shortest to Cape Suzette! If the ship was attacked, they would be too far to call for help, sí? Of coooouurse, those fools are not worried! They believe nobody would attack their biggest boom-boom ship! But I, Don Karrrrnage, will take the ship into my possession, and use it to destroy the cliff guns at Cape Suzette!! - he raised his arms triumphantly, as his crew whoooed amazed.

-But...Captain...- Mad Dog started again - Don't they have a huge crew of sailors to protect them?

- Yeah..and..duh..won't they shoot down our planes? - Dumptruck added.

The Captain shook his head - My, oh my, why my genius self must be so surrounded by idiot ding-dongs?? Don't you think your impressive Captain has thought about every detail?? There will not be a fight! Thanks to this! - he pulled a blanket that was covering some crates with a warning sign on them - These are powerful sleeping gas grenades that had been lost in a military plane crash not far from Pirate Island, but nothing, NOTHING escapes the keen eyes of Don Karrrnage - which is me!

-But Captain, Dumptruck and I were the ones who mmphhhh! - Mad Dog started before his muzzle was held shut by the Pirate Captain.

-SOOO with these...and our trusty submarine...Mad Dog and Dumptruck will put all those sailors to sweet little dreams! We will them tie them all up and lock them in their own brigs, and the U.S.S. Valiant will be all mine! With it - he grinned - we will attack Cape Suzette! They will never expect an attack from their own flagship, and the cliff guns will blow to tiny little pieces, just like Khan fighters! They are no match for the ship's cannons! Then, the Iron Vulture and our planes will plunder and plunder the city! The Legendary Air Pirate Captain Don Karrrrnage will become also the Legendary SEA Pirate Don Karrrnage! - The wolfish Captain threw his fists in the air and was cheered by his whole crew.

-But before we do it - he added - we have a mission, boys! THIS time I will not allow that fat pilot and his silly yellow plane, the traitorous boy and the crazy business lady to challenge my perfectalelismically well done plan! We must capture and kidnap them all and keep them in irons here at the island before the attack, yes-no?? So says your Captain, Don Karrrrrnage!

The announcement was followed by more cheers from the pirates, much to the Captain's pleasure, who turned around and walked away, grinning.

- You shall NOT foul my wondrous plan this time! - he whispered with a toothy grin while he thought about the Higher for Hire crew.

 

-Higher for Hire, next morning -

- Careful Baloo! - Rebecca yelled from outside the office - Those crates have pink elephants made of crystal and are very fragile cargo!

The big pilot bear grunted under the heavy weight of a crate almost as big as himself as he carefully carried it to the Sea Duck - Man, hnnff! I wish our ggnnn...cart wasn't missing a wheel...gggnn...Becky, why did you give WildCat vacations now??

-Because he's been working non -stop fixing all the damage those Air Pirates have been causing the plane! But now that the cargo routes are protected, we should be able to avoid repairs, so he can take a few days break. - the Boss Lady said.

- Well, gggnn...Kit's school is back so this bear is flying solo again...nnff! - Baloo grunted as he put the last crate inside the cargo hold and closed the hatch.

- And today I have a business meeting downtown that may be very profitable! If things keep going like this, we may even have to expand!  - Rebecca said happily.

Just then, a certain accountant bear with glasses called his boss. - Uh, Miss Cunningham? We...may have an issue...see...these air traffic regulations of Port Flamingo says that all planes landing must have a pilot and co-pilot to be approved inspection to land and take-off...

-What?? - Rebecca quickly got the notes from Jon and checked them - Oh no! I have my apprentice license but I *must* be at this business meeting today or we may lose that client!

Baloo, who just heard the news and walked in grumbled - Yer sayin' that after loading all that stuff we can't deliver it?

- We cannot get a co-pilot in such short notice! - she sighed frustrated, walking around and bumping on the coat hanger, almost dropping Jon's leather jacket but catching it quickly. Suddenly, a huge grin appeared on her face and she gazed at the unsuspecting accountant behind the table. - Hmmm....unless....

-Aw man...kiddo, run fer yer life - Baloo whispered, knowing full well that glint in his Boss Eyes.

The golden brown bear noticed finally the strange way his boss was looking at him, and then Baloo - Uh....what?

Next thing he knows, Jon Goldwing is being shoved outside the door, wearing his jacket but also a scarf around his neck and a spare, worn out Pilot's Hat Baloo had hanging around. - BUT...BUT...I'M NO PILOT!! I DON'T FLY!!

His boss of course wanted to hear none of it . - It's just for show nnff!! - she said, shoving him toward the Sea Duck  - You don't have to fly, Jon, just be someone sitting on the co-pilot seat...nnfff!

-That's not only illegal, it's crazy! - he said trying to hold onto one of the wooden poles by the docks.

- Hey, Beckers, he's getting to know you better! - Baloo chuckled.

Rebecca simply glared at the gray pilot as she kept pushing her accountant, trying to force him through the Sea Duck's right side door as he held onto the sides and pleaded Baloo for help. - I will NOT lose this contract just because of some silly regulations! NFFF GET IN THERE!! - she yelled finally pushing the brown bear inside. -Baloo can even show you how to fly on the way, so you are also getting a free lesson. And since you two will be home late, you get paid overtime, so there!

- But...- Goldwing started but Rebecca simply spun around and went out of the plane. - Baloo, you two are ten minutes late already! GO!

- Aye Aye Boss Lady! - the big bear said and he walked inside the plane just as Goldwing tried to exit again and bumped on his belly. - Sorry fella but believe me, if You stay, you will regret being down here with Beckers instead of up there. - Baloo closed the door and walked to the pilot's seat - C'mon 'Books, time ta get a

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