"You should probably come with us," Arms said, picking the box back up effortlessly. "We're going to get back to our hideout before the alarms sound. We can keep you safe until Sweet Bee stops looking for you."
Chase considered his options. Go with three massively fat apparent superheroes, or likely be arrested for falsely stealing a ton of candy bars? Both options seemed ridiculous, but the former had less prison involved. "Alright," Chase said. "Let's go."
"I like this kid already," Silence said, and the four ran out of the factory and down the road, eventually coming up on an unmarked white van. "Get in," they said, opening the back door and climbing in. Chase followed, since he didn't really have a choice, as the van rumbled to life.
Chase was surprised when the van got on the highway, then kept going into the country. For more than an hour they drove, until they came to the nearest mountain with a wooded forest. After another few minutes, they turned onto a dirt path, which turned into pure grass. Finally, the van came to a cave and pulled in.
The three super furries beckoned Chase to follow them out of the van and through a passage, and to his surprise, they had a makeshift Batcave installed. One wall had a number of computers, with power supplied by generators, while other areas included a training area and a kitchen.
"Welcome to our home," Arms said, pulling the box of candy bars from the van and putting it in the kitchen area. "We've got plenty of food for you, some bedrooms off the side, and a rec room if you wanna go watch TV. We're all going to bed, but you're welcome to help yourself to whatever." With that, the three left the main room through a side door, leaving Chase all by himself.
Kind of dumbfounded by the sudden situation he was in, the fox found himself wandering around. He scanned the computers, looked at the training equipment and checked the kitchen before he realized how hungry and tired he was. It had been hours since he'd eaten - it was before he fell asleep, much less before he left with the fatties - and he needed something. "Help yourself," he remembered he was told, and in his sleep-addled confusion...
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