Peanuts Road Trip
A Peanuts Fanfiction
By LivingOnLaughs
Ships
Luroeder (Lucy x Schroeder)
Linly (Sally x Linus)
CharlieMint Brownie (Peppermint Patty x Charlie Brown)
Marlin (Franklin x Marcie)
Linusmint (Linus x Peppermint Patty)
Charlcie (Marcie x Charlie Brown)
Snoopfi (Snoopy x Fifi)
Chapter 1
Our First Day
"What're you doing, Big Brother?" Sally Brown asked. School had ended for the summer and now her brother-Charlie Brown-was busy packing his stuff into a suitcase. "If you're moving away, can I have your room?"
"I'm not moving away; nor am I running off to play baseball with the professionals. I'm packing up Snoopy's trailer." Charlie explained as she gave him a confused look. "Snoopy's taking you and I on a road trip. I even asked Schroeder if he could come…if so, he's gonna be bringing Lucy" He simplified.
"Can my Sweet Babboo come along then?" the blonde girl added before the phone rang. Snoopy went to answer it.
"I'M NOT YOUR SWEET BABBOO!" the voice on the other end of the phone screamed.
"He just denies it because I'm right." She whispered to her brother.
"If you say so, Sally…go pack your bags." Charlie Brown groaned before the phone rang. "I got it." He explained, picking it up. "Hello?"
"Heya Chuck! It's Peppermint Patty! Listen, I heard from Schroeder that you guys are going to be gone all summer." The voice anxiously began. "So I wanted to know if I could tag along..."
"Well…I…" he stuttered.
"Awesome! I'll have my bags packed in five minutes. See you at your place, you sly devil." She exclaimed, hanging up the phone.
"I hope Snoopy's trailer has enough beds for all of us…" the round headed kid groaned before the phone rang again. "Peppermint Patty, what do you want now?" he groaned.
"I've got great news, Chuck! You know how Marcie and I are usually chasing ya?" the tomboy asked.
"Yeah, why? No, wait…she's tagging along as well? Why did I see that coming?" Charlie assumed.
"Not even close, Chuck…it's just gonna be you and me alongside your sister, her boyfriend, Linus, Lucille and Schroeder." Peppermint Patty squealed.
"Why's that? Usually Marcie tags alongside you…" he chuckled.
"No worry, I think she said she and her folks are gonna be visiting relatives for a few days; besides…her summers are booked solid." She answered.
"Well…what about Franklin? Is he coming too?" the failure face wondered.
"He said his mom would think about it. I'll call back when I find out." The freckled girl replied, hanging up for the second time and looking around. "Marcie? Where are you?" she asked before finding one of her suitcases stuffed to the brim. "Oh well, at least my suitcases are ready." She chuckled.
"Now what am I gonna do?" Charlie Brown moped. "Not only did she invite herself but she's gonna see if Franklin can come too!" he complained to his sister.
"Marcie's not tagging along this time? Is she sick or something?" Sally joked.
"No…not that I'm aware of." He sighed as the phone rang yet again. "What's the verdict, Peppermint Patty?" he asked out of the blue.
"Not much, Charlie Brown. And you?" The voice-Linus-responded.
"Look, I guess Lucy is preparing to tag alongside Schroeder…so…are you willing to come for the ride?" Charlie Brown blushed. "And sorry for calling you Peppermint Patty."
Linus just blinked for a few seconds before answering. "Why'd you think I was Peppermint Patty?"
"I'm waiting for a phone call from her." He replied.
"Oh…Lucy and I will see you at your house soon." Linus smiled.
"Just make sure Lucy doesn't bring too many suitcases." Charlie Brown chuckled.
On the other end of the phone, Lucy groaned, holding onto five suitcases. "Aughhhhhhhhh!" she screamed.
"I'll make sure of it, Charlie Brown." The blanket carrying boy smiled before hanging up.
Charlie Brown sighed as he placed the phone back on the hook, only to see Sally smiling in a love struck manner.
A few minutes later, Charlie Brown was shocked to see Franklin all set for the summer heat on the doorstep, suitcases in hand. "Oh good grief…" Charlie Brown snickered as Peppermint Patty and Linus tossed a suitcase in the trunk of the trailer. "What're you two doing?" he asked.
"Peppermint Patty brought bricks with her." Linus grunted, picking up one of her suitcases. "Cause this one is really cumbersome."
"I could've sworn all I packed in that was towels, swimwear, a snorkel, goggles, flippers, sunscreen, a deflated beach ball and an inner tube." Patty sighed. "I don't know how it got so heavy though."
The kids shrugged and before long, they were all in the trailer, driving off to who-knows-where. "Are we there yet?" Sally asked, looking out the window in boredom.
"No, Sally." Linus groaned.
"Oh…are we there yet?" she repeated.
"No."
"How about now?"
"No, Sally!"
"Well…how about now, Linus? Are we there yet?"
"NO! Sally, we're not there yet!"
"Oh come on, it's cliché, Linus…and someone has to ask 'Are we there yet?' and I think you're cute when you're upset." She giggled as Patty gave a groan.
"Oh how I wish we had some A.C in here." The tomboy groaned, taking off her shirt, revealing a sleeveless crop top underneath.
"It's too hot to play Beethoven…" Schroeder panted as Lucy twisted open her water bottle.
"Hey Patty, when we're stuck in traffic, let's get our swimwear on." Franklin suggested.
"Heck yeah!" she exclaimed in agreement.
Once Snoopy got the car stuck in a traffic lineup, Linus jumped into the pile of suitcases and began opening some, tossing swear trunks, bikinis, one pieces and wet gears everywhere. "Why does your dog even WEAR swimsuits, Charlie Brown?" Lucy bossed.
"Better question: why can't I have a normal dog like everyone else?" Charlie Brown groaned as Linus opened up one of Patty's suitcases.
"Aha!" the brow haired boy with the blanket exclaimed, finding the suitcase looking ready for a day at the beach, complete with a green one piece swimsuit, flippers, goggles, a snorkel a tube of sunscreen and an ALL*STAR beach towel. "Hey, Patty…did you say you DEFLATED the beach ball?" he asked in confusion.
"Yeah, why?" Patty wondered.
"Your beach ball inflated itself…that or we have a stowaway…" Linus explained.
"I knew Woodstock would hide himself somewhere." Snoopy snickered to himself.
"Really?" Franklin asked, looking over at the suitcase. "That looks like a child, guys…" he exclaimed.
"I swear, if Rerun hid himself in Peppermint Patty's suitcase without us knowing, I'll slug him." Lucy announced.
"I don't know, Lucy…it feels somewhere like a beach ball…inflated." Linus joked, poking at the beach towel.
"Meh…we'll deal with it later." Peppermint Patty reassured.
"Yeah." Sally agreed.
"Maybe Snoopy inflated the beach ball before we left." Charlie Brown suggested.
A few hours later, the gang was lounging on the top of the trailer roof, watching a dumb drive-in romance movie/musical with popcorn Snoopy prepared. Charlie Brown however, sighed as he stared at no one. "Where'd he get the popcorn?" he asked everyone.
"Probably from the pantry, you sly dog." Patty explained, in nothing but her pajamas despite it being 6 in the evening.
"Yeah, Charlie Brown…we all know how Snoopy can make popcorn." Linus reassured.
"It just drives me crazy." Charlie groaned, munching on some popcorn.
"Yeah Chuck…Snoop might be a funny looking kid with a big nose, but he's quite friendly and a great cook." The tomboy exclaimed happily. "I just wish Marcie was with us though…she'd understand these movies way better than the seven of us combined."
"Remember when we saw those baseball movies?" Franklin groaned.
"She's got a thing for romance films, Franklin…trust me." She replied.
"Really?" Lucy smiled. "What a coincidence." She flirted, nuzzling next to Schroeder, who was nodding off on Lucy's exposed shoulder, yawning a little.
"I'm going to bed." Sally explained an hour later, climbing off the roof and walking back into the trailer, only to find Snoopy making snacks and all the trailer beds prepared. "Nice job with the beds, Snoopy. Goodnight." She smiled as she crawled into one of the beds.
"What'd I do?" Snoopy wondered as he hadn't looked up from the snacks since they parked at the drive through Movie Theater.
Sally smiled as she pulled out a space magazine from her backpack and got comfortable in the covers. Then she heard it: growl, grunt, grunt, grunt, whistle…it seemed to repeat itself too. "Who are you?" she shrieked, rolling up her magazine into a cylinder before running out the trailer and climbing back onto the roof in shock. "We have intruders!" the blonde exclaimed.
"Intruders?" the six kids questioned.
"Sally, how would an intruder enter without us knowing?" Linus reasoned.
"They're in there, Sweet Babboo…I heard them…" she trembled.
"Pfft…intruders…ridiculous." Peppermint Patty laughed.
"I'm serious and no one's taking ME seriously? We're gonna be robbed of our valuables!" the blonde squeaked.
"WHAT valuables?" Lucy demanded.
"Just our valuables." Sally replied anxiously as she led Linus into the trailer. "They're in here." She explained.
Growl, grunt, grunt, grunt, whistle, repeat. "Why do I feel like I heard it before?" Linus wondered.
"Beats me, Sweet Babboo…can you stay with me until I'm asleep please?" his blonde 'girlfriend' asked.
"Sure…I'll show you there's nothing to be afraid of." He responded as he climbed into the bed with her.
"Linus…I'm worried…" Sally trembled as he cuddled her.
"Shhh…Linus' here, Sal." His voice reassured as he rocked her in his arms.
"Don't leave me alone with the intruders." She pleaded.
"Snoopy'll fight them off." Linus smiled, and soon the blonde six-year-old that called him a 'Sweet Babboo' was asleep. "Besides, I think I know what could be behind this…"
"What's going on, Lines?" Peppermint Patty wondered.
"We have intruders." He replied as everyone (with the exception of Schroeder) stared at him in shock.
"Intruders?" Lucy shrieked.
"Shhhhh! Sally's asleep." Linus shushed.
"We have intruders? What do they look like?" Franklin inquired.
"I don't know…they're asleep though." The boy with the blanket sighed, sucking his thumb anxiously.
"You've already got a gap, Linus…stop with the thumb sucking PLEASE!" Lucy begged.
"One day, Lucy." He shrugged before the gang decided to turn in.
"Who put all the beds up?" Lucy asked, carrying a sleeping Schroeder in her arms.
"I have no clue honestly." Peppermint Patty sighed as she crawled into one of the trailer beds.
"If I hear ANYONE snore tonight, I'll punch their lights out." The fussbudget threatened as, if on cue, the sound was heard again.
"Sounds…familiar" the tomboy realized.
"Yeah…I think I heard it a while ago too." Linus added. "But from where?"
"We'll deal with it in the morning. Goodnight." Franklin yawned.
Snoopy yawned as he climbed up on the roof of the trailer before conking out, snoring like a motor.
"Attention everyone: we hereby elect Snoopy as mayor of 'Zonk City'…" Peppermint Patty teased before nuzzling in the covers and getting cozy for sleep. The only thing on Charlie's mind though was where he heard the growl, grunt, grunt, grunt, whistle from. It also kept him awake nearly all night long.
"Can you guys please keep it down? I need my beauty sleep." Lucy groaned, putting her pillow on top of her face as she tried to sleep.
"Sorry, Luce." Charlie Brown sighed. "But it looks like we're not sleeping tonight."
Morning didn't come soon enough either and eventually, Peppermint Patty was the first of the gang to awake; on the floor, tangled in blankets and with massive bedhead. "Aughhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" she screamed in disbelief as the other six kids looked at her, awoken by her scream.
"Good morning to you too, Patricia." Lucy groaned.
"How'd everyone sleep?" Linus asked, rubbing his eyes happily.
"Horribly…" complained Charlie Brown.
"And you?" Schroeder wondered.
"I slept extremely well." The brown haired boy exclaimed.
"So did I, Sweet Babboo." Sally flirted.
"I AM NOT YOUR SWEET BABBOO!" he screamed.
"But you're the cutest thing I've ever met." She giggled, shocked to see Snoopy in the driver's seat with a nearly finished BLT in his paws.
"When do WE eat?" Charlie Brown asked, his stomach growled angrily before they heard something: singing. It was soft and delicate though, like a china bowl.
So, Good Morning
Good Morning
Sun beams will soon smile through
Good Morning
Good Morning to you and you and you and you
"Who's the singing blockhead?" Lucy complained.
"You asked the wrong kid, Lucille." Peppermint Patty confessed.
Schroeder groaned as he dragged himself out of the trailer to retrieve his piano from the roof. "Who are you?" he asked, stifling a yawn.
"Good morning, Schroeder." The voice perkily smiled as he stared in shock.