Author's Note: I do NOT own OTH (Dreamworks) I only own my OC's (Toby, Orson)

Chapter 3: The Search Continues

The two had gotten up, still no mom.

Toby: Man. I'm sorry, Heather. I really thought she'd be here.

Heather: You're fine, Toby.

Toby: So…any idea where your mother would be?

Heather: Well…

Heather took off her locket necklace and took out the picture in it, revealing a location on the back.

Heather: A place called Cedar Point, in Sandusky, Ohio.

Toby: Sandusky? That's a while from here…

Heather: Toby…you said you would help me.

Toby: Oh! Sorry. You're right. You're right. Let's head towards Sandusky.

The two teens started walking.

Toby looked over at Heather. Toby couldn't just tell her. He just met her.

He had a crush on the possum.

Then, with no warning…Toby kissed Heather.

He pulled away from Heather, blushing.

Toby: H-Heather. I am SO sorry. It came out of nowhere. I wasn't-

Heather: Y-y-you're fine…I actually didn't mind. You ever kiss a girl before?

Toby: No…mom doesn't like me hanging out with girls. She's overprotective that way. Just how she raised me.

Heather: You're a great kisser.

Toby: You mean that? Thanks…

The two kept walking. It was a long walk from here to Sandusky.

Ozzie was mad. An emotion he never felt. How could Heather just ditch him? She was all he had!

Verne: Ozzie. Calm down…We'll find her.

Ozzie: She is grounded when she gets home!

Stella: She met this boy. A possum named Toby.

Ozzie: Oh…She is GROUNDED! First she ditches the safety of her home, and then she meets a BOY!

Ozzie then looked at a picture of him, Heather… and Laila.

RJ: She just wanted to meet her mother for the first time.

Ozzie: I'm just worried that I'll lose her…

Toby had not recovered from the awkward kiss he had with Heather. In fact, he was still blushing about it.

Heather: Toby, it's fine.

Toby: No it's not!

Heather: Toby! Please st-

Orson: You two going somewhere?

Both teens had winced once more at the voice.

Orson: I'd recommend you stop right there. Unless you wanna die.

The two teens didn't listen, and ran for the hills. Orson looked on, enraged. He turns to his men.

Orson: Well go get them, you idiots!

The other possums around Orson run after them.

Toby & Heather ran out of breath, and stopped for a breather.

Toby: Heather. We need t-to keep running. Otherwise, they'll catch us!

Not noticing Orson behind Heather, they kept catching their breath, until Orson grabbed Heather.

Heather: GAH!

Toby: HEATHER!

Heather: Run Toby! He can't catch both of us!

Toby: I'm not leaving you!

Heather: Just run!

Toby had no choice. He ran for the hills, not looking back.

It would only be a few minutes later where Toby would find himself surrounded by Orson's gang.

Toby: We can talk this out, right?

One of the henchmen closed in on Toby, but right before he could grab him, a figure punched the henchman.

Henchman 2: Who the heck is that?!

With the blink of an eye, the men were taken down by this…Ninja, as Toby would describe it.

Toby got up after all of the chaos passed. The figure began to walk away.

Toby: Wait! W-Who are you?

The figure revealed herself. She was an older possum, in her 50s.

Figure: Names a secret.

Toby: I hate to ask…but I need your help.

Figure: What do ya need?

Toby: My friend, Heather…She was kidnapped.

Figure: Heather…? That's my daughter's name…

Author's Note: Sorry for such a short chapter. Next time, things go down.