Once both girls were inside...Vicky was pushing...

Wait, wait, WAIT! Vickers was leaving him?!...Staring after the boy for a moment, he had to give his fellow yankee credit for the display of strength...but then he realized that he was, indeed, LEAVING HIM!

"YO, VICKY..." Not cool...*EYES*

Taking off after the cart, Dylan was able to latch onto the back somehow...but was getting pulled more so than helping push. With wide eyes, he forced his legs to run fast enough to make some kind of difference. They were getting there...With the two of them pushing, the cart began moving a bit faster...and the Finish line was in sight...but then something took his legs out from under him...Not that he let go of the cart...

o.O His hand was stuck to the back...

HOW was it stuck to the back? o.O

Looking around wildly, he attempted letting go...but, once again, found he was unable to...He did, however, notice in his wild-eyed state that they'd just flew past the Professor...

Uh oh...

RUNAWAY CART!!

Trying to pull himself back up where he could at least be on his feet, Dylan hefted. He was pulling his weight up as hard as he could...and it worked, (of course. He wasn't that heavy himself)...but the cart was still going fast...

Attempting to slow the thing down, he locked his legs...the billowing pants bunching up around him...but all he'd managed to do was release himself from the back...Falling to the ground with a definite CRACK!, he blearily looked after their masterpiece...

Then he remembered that the girls were inside...WHERE WAS VICKERS?!?!