Micky, Mike and Peter managed to pull Davy out of the cave. By now, the sun was half-way over the horizon.
"Which way, Mike?" Micky asked.
Mike pulled out his compass. "North is that way." He said, pointing up the mountain, "Let's try and skirt around. I don't like being on an active volcano."
The other two Monkees agreed and then put Davy into the sling they had quickly improvised. They had emptied Davy's sack and tore handles into the sides. Davy now sat on the sack and Mike and Micky picked the four corners of the sack, while Peter held Davy's legs. It was in this fashion that they began to trek around the volcano.
It wasn't long before the dogs picked up the trail once again. The going was a lot harder now, with the terrain becoming more steep and rocky. The captain and his five men had little problem, but Howard was beginning to lag behind.
"Slow down, Captain." He gasped.
"Never." The Captain growled, pulling Howard up to him, "I will not slow down until those Monkees are dead." The Captain pulled a length of rope out of his sack and tied one end around his waist and the other around Howard's waist.
"Now, let's get going." The Captain demanded of his companion. He turned and continued up Boring Boring, dragging the hapless Howard behind him.
The volcano above both groups rumbled again and steam began to drift from the top. At first, it was only a little bit, but soon the steam began to pour out. The Monkees looked above them.
"This is not good." Mike stated.
"I would consider that the understatement of the year, Mike." Micky replied.
"Let's keep moving." Peter said, "And try to head down as much as possible. We should go back into the trees where they can't see us."
Micky and Mike took Peter's advice and they tried to move as quickly as possible.
The Monkees' luck ran out however, when they were spotted by Captain Crocodile through his binoculars.
"There they are!" He shouted, "Just above and ahead of us!"
The Captain and his men quickened their pace even faster, and Howard was just barely able to keep up. The Monkees saw the Captain's men climbing after them. Mike grabbed a rock and threw it at the Captain. It missed him completely, but the Captain was enraged.
"Die, Monkees!" He screamed, pulling his machine gun to the front. He opened fire, but fortunately the Captain was just out of range. Rocks and dirt were thrown up below them, but the Monkees weren't hit.
But near an overhang of rocks, Micky lost his footing, and pulled the other three Monkees to the ground.
"Now I have you, Monkees." The Captain sneered as he and his men drew close. They pulled out their guns. There was no way they could miss now...
Suddenly, there was a huge boom and the ground shook violently. Everyone looked up to see Mount Boring Boring blow its top. There wasn't any lava, but a huge plume of smoke and ash. One side of the crater's lip was blown away...and it caused an avalanche. And this avalanche was heading right for the Monkees and Captain Crocodile's men.
"Oh...my..." Mike breathed, his eyes wide with terror.
"The rocks." Davy said, pointing to the overhang of rocks in front of them. "Hurry!"
Mike, Peter and Micky picked Davy up and carried him under the overhang. Captain Crocodile and his men, however, had no place to hide.
"Run, run!" Howard shouted, as the Captain and the others looked at the approaching avalanche in terror. He tried to run, but was still tied to the captain.
"Come on, Captain!" Howard screamed.
The Captain and the others were finally jolted out of their stupor and began to run down the mountain. They didn't get very far before the rocks, ash and debris caught up with them. John, Stu and the dogs were buried instantly while the others were dragged along.
The Monkees however were safe as the overhang of rock acting like an umbrella and protected them from the falling rocks. They huddled together and watched in horror as the Captain and the others were swept away.
After several very long minutes, the avalanche was over. Cautiously, the Monkees poked their heads out from under the overhang and looked around. There was no sign of the Captain, Howard or any of his men.