The Next Stage

"What?" everyone asked, their heads veering towards him. Hans shrugged. "We just drive around with a sign, so that everyone can see."

Mr. Trilby paused for another moment, but instead, his eyes widened and smile lengthened across his mouth. "Yes, that's a good idea. We'll put signs on our cars and make people see it that way. Yes…" he said with a chuckle.

"Wait," Mimb interjected, feeling a pit form in my stomach. "Are we talking about actually doing this? I mean, we could get in serious trouble." I could feel my palms starting to sweat as I looked around at the group.

"Relax, Mimb," Mr. Trilby said with a laugh. "What's the worst that could happen?"

Mimb didn't look convinced, but before he could say anything else, the rest of the group started chiming in with their agreement.