Fuzzy heard a few clanks as well as felt a bit of jumps several times. Actually, it was more then a few. This made the creature look around, thinking he was on a bumpy road of Townsvile. Nope, he wasn't. Then he just shrugged it off. Long as nothing happened to the car, he would be alright. The bobble southern girl danced her ass off while Fuzzy drove.<br/><br/>Then it happen. A loud 'clank' was heard, which widen his eyes. Before he could do anything or see what was wrong, he felt the truck levitate forward in a flip fashion. "Woooooooooooooah!" The southerner shrieked. Good thing he was wearing his seatbelt. The driver braced for impact as he landed upside down. The upside down monster truck skidded a few feet away before coming to a stop. Once it did, Fuzzy quickly gotten out of the truck in a hurry to looked at the damage. "Baby!?" He said with concern as his boots touched the pavement. It was then that he gasped...a metal pole was stuck between one of the front tires. The wheels themselves and around it doesn't look damaged. It was just scratched. It just showed to him that it was made by the spirit of a southerner. That it'd take more then that to take it out.<br/><br/>The fuzzy creature looked around for the one who did it. Who would have the gulls to fuck up something of HIS? It was then he saw the semi familiar person. There was only one blond he knew that could fly..." HEY!" The creature shouted, obvious irritated. "Ya'll didn't have to thrash my truck, power puff girls!" He knew there was just one of the three, but the brain of his was automatic to say in the plurl of three. "I was just driving my truck!" He was so mad that he didn't even take note of her current condition...or how 'well developed' her body looked after the years. He know he hasn't seen them in such a long while. Regardless though, his 'baby' was his no.1 priority at the moment.