[LazyScot]

"Okay, we're almost there. I think we're still missing a brain, some angora rabbits and an assortment of party music. And it's just as well I got the Harley's as we won't fit in the pickup, or the trailer now, "observed Pandaborg-B indicating the almost overloaded BatPickUP. "So what now, LazyScot?" He concluded as the last shopping package was loaded up, and Dorothy and William at last got Arthur settled, and his psychedelic light effect toned down to "only slightly insane".

"SURRENDER IMMEDIATELY. PUT YOUR HANDS UP AND WALK OVER TO THE ENTRANCE" blared out with all the subtly of a shocking pink dress at a funeral, causing everyone (okay, just LazyScot) to jump.

"I wondered how long it would take them to get here, " said Pandaborg Policeman, "especially as what we're doing is being described on a website."

"Why didn’t you warn us, then…" snapped an annoyed LazyScot.

"Two words: script and---"

"YOU HAVE THIRTY SECONDS TO COMPLY OR WE OPEN FIRE." Announced the armed forces surrounding the shopping mall, in a tone from which the only inference one could draw was that they wanted to open fire, and if you did surrender, they would decide thirty seconds had passed and open fire anyway.

"Right, Pandborgs, mount your bikes, everyone else into the pickup. BatAI – you're so bright, suggestions for getting us out of here?"

"Easy." With that a long bar started emerging from the front of the pickup and slowly unfolding. "If the Pandaborg will just link up to the forward plot device, I'll fly us out of here."

"You heard the Bat-AI." Shouted LazyScot out of the pickup window. He then paused, looked confused and observed "I must be learning, I didn't even think to doubt the insanity of what was just said. I'm clearly better off without them." And with that the Pandaborg hitched their Harley's to the tow-bar at the front of the PickUp, and made sure they had a very good hold on their bikes. And for no apparent reason whatsoever, everyone then put on their sunglasses.

"There are 106 armed policemen out there, we've got a full tank of gas, half a bar of chocolate, its dark and we're wearing sunglasses," said LazyScot, making a truly awful reference to the Blues Brothers.

"hit it." Said Zelda (with a certain degree of nerves, given the way the lounge can mis-interpret things).

And so LazyScot floored the accelerator, and the pickup launched itself forward, and in perfect synchronisation 106 guns were cocked and aimed at the location of the pickup.

Then, to the amazement of everyone, the pickup leapt into the air and accelerated faster than even the Harley's would normally have been able to attain. The resultant craft, resembling a gothic version of Santa Claus, his sleigh and his reindeer hurtled straight at, and over the police, weaving, zig-ing and zag-ing with a nimble elegance that totally defeated any thought of aiming that the police had. As a result, the unfortunate law enforcement agents could do nothing but try and collect their jaws from the floor; apart from those who waved back in disbelief to Arthur as he tried to say a drunken hello over the side of the trailer and instead were trying to repair the psychedelic damage his coat had done to their eyesight.