" Yes, Daisy. You did it." Ava congratulated her friend.

" Yep! But, how do we get out? And how did we get a group behind us" Daisy pointed to the group, which was cheering.

Ava shrugged. " Dunno"

" Scissors." Lea said, extending her hand.

" Scissors." Allen gave Lea the scissors, and Lea started cutting rapidly.

" Tape."

" Tape."

" Hot cocoa."

" Hot cocoa?!" Allen asked, raising his eyebrows.

" Yep."

" What are you trying to make?" Allen asked, trying to see over her shoulder.

" Flower wreath for the house. I just hope mom and dad like it." Lea held it up, and Allen nodded.

" They will love it." He said.

Then, Allen's walkie-talkie beeped, and the person said, " Allen, we need you at the police station."

" Go, Allen. I'll be fine at home." Lea said, offering him a smile.

" I can't leave you at home. You're coming with me." Allen said firmly.

" Then you should change into your uniform, Allen."

Allen nodded, and Lea ran to his plane and sat in the back seat. When Allen came out, he pointed to the helicopter.

" We have to go in here." He said, and Lea jumped into the backseat. Allen took the wheel, and soon they were flying over the city.

As Allen piloted the helicopter over the city, Lea leaned back in her seat, marveling at the breathtaking view below. The bustling streets stretched out beneath them, a patchwork of lights and shadows that seemed to pulse with life.

"Wow, this is amazing," Lea said, her voice filled with wonder.

Allen smiled, his eyes focused on the task at hand as he guided the helicopter through the sky. "Glad you're enjoying the view, Lea. Just make sure to stay strapped in."

Lea nodded, fastening her seatbelt securely as she watched the city unfold beneath them. From this vantage point, everything seemed so small and insignificant, yet Lea knew that each twinkling light represented a life, a story, a world of possibilities.

As they flew towards the police station, Lea's mind raced with excitement. She had always admired her brother's dedication to his job, his unwavering commitment to keeping the city safe. And now, she had the chance to see him in action, to be a part of his world for just a little while.

As they touched down in front of the police station, Lea followed Allen inside, her heart pounding with anticipation. The station was a hive of activity, officers rushing back and forth, radios crackling with urgent chatter.

"Welcome to the lion's den," Allen said, gesturing around him with a wry smile. "Just stick close to me, and you'll be fine."

Lea nodded, her eyes wide with excitement as she followed Allen through the bustling corridors of the station.

Finally, they reached the heart of the station, where Chief Wheeler was waiting for them with a stern expression on his face.

"Allen, Lea, glad you could make it," Chief Wheeler said, his voice grave. "We've got a situation on our hands, and we need all hands on deck."

Allen nodded, his expression serious as he listened to the Chief's briefing. Lea stood by his side, her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

"Alright, let's get to work," Allen said, his voice steady as he turned to Lea. "You ready for this?"

Lea nodded, her eyes shining with determination. "Ready as I'll ever be, Allen. Let's do this."

Allen, turning back to the Chief, asked, " Who is it?"

Chief Wheeler, with a grave expression, replied, "Hacksaw Hank is trying to break out of jail."

"Hacksaw Hank? He's no joke. We need to stop him before he causes any more trouble." Allen gulped, his eyes shining in worry.

Lea, ever the optimist, tried to lighten the mood. "Oh, come on, bro! It'll be fine. Besides, he's kind of funny, isn't he?"

Allen couldn't help but chuckle at Lea's attempt to inject some levity into the situation. "Yeah, hilarious, until he starts breaking out of jail and wreaking havoc."

Lea rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh, don't be such a worrywart, Allen. We've got this."

Allen sighed, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. "This is why I don't like being in the police air force. I could have been at the front desk, dealing with paperwork instead of chasing down dangerous criminals."

Lea placed a reassuring hand on her brother's shoulder. "Hey, you're doing important work up here, Allen. And besides, where's the adventure in paperwork?"

Allen couldn't help but smile at his sister's infectious enthusiasm. "Alright, alright. Let's get this over with."

They hopped into the helicopter and zoomed to the jail. But, before they could land, Hank jumped aboard.

" Hello!" He greeted them with a smile on his face.

" Hi!" Lea replied, smiling back.

But before they could go on any longer, a strong gust of wind blew them forward at about 55 miles/hour.

As the strong gust of wind propelled them forward at an alarming speed, Allen, Lea, and Hacksaw Hank found themselves careening towards a building filled with people who were terrified of helicopters.

"WHAT IS GOING ON?!" Allen shouted, his voice filled with panic as he clung onto Hacksaw Hank for dear life.

Lea struggled to maintain her balance amidst the chaos, her eyes wide with fear as the helicopter veered dangerously off course. "Don't ask me!" she yelled, her voice barely audible over the roar of the blades.

Hacksaw Hank pointed towards the building with a grim expression. "Look out! We're headed straight for the building that is home to people who don't like helicopters!"

Allen's heart raced as he fought to regain control of the helicopter, his hands trembling with adrenaline. With a herculean effort, he managed to steer the aircraft away from the building at the last possible moment, narrowly avoiding disaster.

But the danger wasn't over yet. Another powerful gust of wind sent them spiraling out of control once again, leaving Allen feeling utterly overwhelmed by the chaos.

"I need a nice, long, 10-15 minute cry after this," Allen mumbled, then looked up at Hank with an annoyed expression. " Then you're going to jail."

" You read my mind!" Hank replied, smiling.

Lea shook her head in exasperation. Her eyes wandered to the window, where she saw a suspicious looking guy going into their house.

" Allen, I have to jump from up here! There's a guy going into our house." She exclaimed.

" But-"

" No time!" She yelled, grabbing a parachute, strapping it on and jumping out the door.

As Lea descended the stairs, her eyes caught sight of the familiar pair of shoes on the front porch-Buster's shoes. Without hesitation, she dashed up the stairs and into his room, where she found him lying on his bed. Unable to contain her excitement, she threw herself onto him, wrapping him in a tight hug.

Buster, unable to speak, responded with a warm smile, his eyes conveying his joy at seeing his little sister again. As Allen's twin brother, he shared a special bond with Lea, and his presence brought a sense of comfort and familiarity.

" What happened? How was it? Did you try the food? Was it tasty? Did you go to the mall? Did you buy new clothes? Did you finally try boba tea? Did you see yourself on the news?" Lea asked, unable to contain her excitement.

"Lea, give him a chance to catch his breath," Allen chuckled, gently teasing his sister as he approached the bed. "And Buster, don't worry, you can give her the rundown later. Right now, we need to focus on what's going on."

Buster nodded, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he gestured towards the door, indicating that they should discuss matters outside.

Lea sighed, reluctantly tearing herself away from her brother's embrace. "Fine, fine. Let's go see what's happening."

As they made their way downstairs, Allen filled Lea in on the situation at hand-the mysterious intruder at their house and the chaos that had ensued with Hacksaw Hank's unexpected appearance.

Lea listened intently, her mind racing with questions and possibilities. "So, what do we do now?"

Allen glanced at Buster, who gave a reassuring nod. "We need to figure out who that guy is and why he's here. And then, we'll deal with Hacksaw Hank and whatever mess he's gotten himself into."

Lea nodded, determination flashing in her eyes. "Got it. Let's do this."

As Allen led Lea and Buster towards his plane, a sense of anticipation filled the air. Lea couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of joining her brother on another adventure, while Buster seemed content to go along for the ride, his expression calm and collected as always.

However, as they boarded the plane and Allen began to prepare for takeoff, Lea noticed something peculiar about her brother's behavior. His usual confident demeanor seemed to falter, replaced by a nervous energy that manifested in a series of fidgets and stammers.

"Um, so, uh, buckle up, guys," Allen muttered, his hands trembling slightly as he adjusted the controls. "We're, uh, gonna take off in a, um, minute."

Lea exchanged a puzzled glance with Buster, who raised an eyebrow in amusement. It wasn't like Allen to be so flustered, especially when it came to flying his beloved plane.

"Is everything alright, Allen?" Lea asked, concern creeping into her voice as she watched her brother's shaky movements.

Allen nodded quickly, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "Y-yeah, everything's fine. Just, uh, getting everything ready for the flight."

But before he could continue, Buster let out a loud sigh and reached over to gently slap Allen on the back of the head.

"Ow!" Allen yelped, blinking in surprise as he turned to face his twin. "What was that for?"

Buster shook his head, a playful glint in his eyes as he spoke. "Come on, bro. You're acting like a nervous wreck. Just relax and fly the plane like you always do."

As the world around them turned red and Allen's nerves escalated, chaos seemed to ensue inside the plane. Allen's frantic attempts to reach the police department only resulted in being put on hold, much to his frustration. Lea's head collided with the seats, prompting Buster to intervene and offer his support.

"Thanks, bro," Lea muttered gratefully, rubbing her sore head.

In the midst of the chaos, Lea suggested hitting a hypothetical wiping button, only for Allen to declare there wasn't one. However, Lea, undeterred, pressed a random button, which miraculously cleaned the windscreen.

"See? Problem solved," Lea said with a grin.

But their relief was short-lived as the plane's system unexpectedly started playing Mozart, much to Allen's dismay.

"Turn it off! I can't stand listening to any singer whose name starts with an M!" Allen exclaimed in frustration.

As the music abruptly switched to a singer whose name starts with an O, Allen's exasperation only grew.

"Oh my gosh! Have you ever heard anything more disruptive?!" he cried out, his patience wearing thin.

As the plane suddenly accelerated to an incredible speed of 1000 miles per hour, chaos erupted inside the cockpit. Allen's voice rose above the roar of the engines as he shouted, "Who did that?!"

Lea's clothes fluttered wildly as she struggled to maintain her grip on the seat, prompting Buster to quickly come to her aid, wrapping a steadying arm around her.

"Thanks, Buster!" Lea called out, her voice barely audible over the deafening roar of the engines.

With a determined expression, Allen pulled back on the controls, sending the plane soaring upwards into the sky. The sudden ascent caused them all to lurch forward, their bodies wiggling in their seats as they struggled to adjust to the rapid change in altitude.

"Intense!" Lea exclaimed, her eyes wide with exhilaration.

"Hold on tight!" Allen yelled, his hands gripping the controls tightly as he prepared for what was to come.

With a swift motion, Allen sent the plane into a series of loop-the-loops, causing Lea's heart to race with a mixture of excitement and fear.

"Mom! Dad! We need help!" Lea cried out, her voice filled with urgency as they continued to soar through the sky at breakneck speed.

As the plane broke apart, sending them hurtling into the open air, Lea surprisingly found herself feeling rather calm amidst the chaos.

"This is great," she remarked, adopting a lounging position as they plummeted towards the ground.

But their moment of calm was short-lived as the reality of their situation set in. With a heavy sigh, Lea instructed, "Aim for the tree."

Allen and Buster clung to each other tightly, their faces reflecting a mixture of fear and determination.

"Aim for the tree?!" Allen exclaimed in panic. "I don't have a wheel!"

Lea's eyes widened in realization as she scanned their surroundings for any sign of hope. With time running out, she frantically searched for a solution to their predicament. Then, spotting a small pond below, she called out, "Forget the tree! Aim for the water!"

With no other options left, Allen gritted his teeth and steered their descent towards the pond, hoping against hope that they would survive the impact.

As they hurtled towards the water below, their fate hanging in the balance, the three siblings braced themselves for the inevitable collision, their hearts pounding in their chests.

But just when it seemed all hope was lost, the surface of the water rushed up to meet them, enveloping them in a tumultuous splash as they plunged beneath the surface.

With a weary smile, Lea spoke the words that summed up their wild journey perfectly, "Well, that was... something."

When Duke and Freya arrived on the scene, Lea couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. "Oh, Mom, Dad," she murmured before collapsing from exhaustion.

When Lea woke up, she found herself in her room, surrounded by her family. Buster sat beside her, and Allen occupied the other side of the bed.

With a yawn, Lea stood up and declared, "Let's go."

But Duke stopped her, causing Lea to fear the worst. "Lea, wait," he began.

Lea pleaded, "Please don't say I can't help you guys for another week. That week was insane."

However, Duke surprised her by saying the total opposite. "Actually, Lea, we need your help right away."

Relieved, Lea agreed and dashed out of the room, with Buster and Allen following close behind. Allen sputtered, "Lea, wait!" but Lea was already on a mission.

She hopped into the helicopter and zoomed away, leaving Allen to wonder, "That couldn't go worse, could it?"

Just then, Clemmons, Allen's other twin with blonde hair, entered the room and asked, "Where's Lea?"

The room fell silent as the family realized that Lea had embarked on another adventure, leaving them to wonder what challenges she would face next.