BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. An alarm goes off at 7:30 AM in the Goofy household.
Seconds later a groan echoed thru the halls as a teenaged boy/dog pressed the snooze button.
After a few minutes of considering not getting up, he finally works up enough strength to roll out of bed and heads to the bathroom to fresh'n up before school.
"I really hope this day will be better." he thought as he brushed his teeth.
After getting ready, he slowly trudged to the kitchen to get breakfast.
Usually his father would prepare breakfast, but due to his father being laid off recently he has had to get creative with his meals.
After one ketchup sandwich, Max was on his way to school.
Meanwhile on the living room couch, laid Goofy, surrounded by dozens of empty bottles of cheap beer. Once again, hungover after another night drinking his sorrows away.
He slowly awakes as one eye opens, but the other is sealed shut by eye crust.
"Blast it..." he mumbles as he separates his eyelids with two fingers.
After regaining his eyesight he just sits on the couch, grabs a lukewarm beer from the night before, and starts drinking again. This has become his daily routine ever since he was laid off.
"I can't believe I've let this happen" are the only words that run Goofy's mind.
A few more beers later and Goofy was out for a little while.
Meanwhile, Max was on his way to school. This was a time he cherished because it was the only time he could think in peace. Ever since his father got laid off, Max realized it would be a while before he got back on his feet (If he ever did) and that he would have to provide for the household.
"I'm probably gonna have to start job hunting soon if I ever wanna start eating something other than ketchup sandwiches." He thought.
"I can't believe my father did that! I mean who would actually ta-"
. However, Max's thoughts were interrupted by his girlfriend, Roxanne. "Hey Max! How are ya doing?" She asked a bit timidly.
"Oh...uh hey Rox'. I've just been thinking about my father and stuff..." Said Max, a bit forlorn.
Roxanne frowned, knowing his recent home situation. "Hey. It's all gonna be alright. I'm sure it'll clear up and he'll come around. Heck, give him a few days and he might be job hunting." Says Roxanne enthusiasticly.
"Yeah right. He can't even get off the couch to go to the bathroom, let alone go job hunting. Plus I highly doubt he would have an easy time getting a job after what he did."
After that statement, Roxanne thought it would be best to change the subject.
"Well I'll tell you what. We'll talk about this later, but for right now lets just enjoy this time of peace and quiet while we can." Said Roxanne as she took Max's hand.
"That actually sounds really nice." Said Max. Hand in hand and with a smile on their faces, they continued on their way to school.
"GOOOORSH!" Screamed a very angry Goofy as he mistook his piss bottle for a full beer bottle.
He threw the bottle out of anger, but then realized he just chucked a full bottle of piss across the room.
"PISSSSSSS! GORSH!". Yelled Goofy while waving his hands and stomping his feet like a child who got bumped on the head.
After about a minute of that, he finally stood up to survey the damage. Broken glass and piss was everywhere. With a defeated sigh, goofy fetched the broom and dustpan. After he cleaned the glass up, Goofy realized he didn't own a carpet shampooer so he just sprayed the piss stains with Febreeze™.
After about 10 minutes of cleaning, he grabbed his tv remote and pressed the power button, but nothing happened. Realizing the batteries had died, he opted to just sit in silence instead of searching for fresh batteries.
"Well this is my life. Everything I've ever done has built up to this moment." He said, followed by a sigh.
Then all of a sudden Goofy got an idea.
He sat in silence contemplating if he should put this idea into action.
After a minute or two of thinking, Goofy finally got up and headed for his garage.
After digging around in some boxes Goofy finally found what he was looking for.
"Welp. I think I've found the solution to my problem." Said Goofy while holding a rope.
After a surprisingly great day of school, Max was feeling really good for the first time a while. He was actually smiling and in a good mood.
While waiting on the steps from the schools entrance Roxanne caught up with him.
"Hey! Are ya ready for tonight?!" Roxanne asked excitedly.
"Oh yeah. I can't wait!" Max replied.
"Great. Go home and get dressed, you. I'll meet you at the restaurant." She said while she was walking away.
"Oh man..." He said with a lovesick smile on his face. He remained that way for about a minute.
He finally snapped out of it and started to head home.
On his way home he started to think about his father.
While he sympathized for his dad, he also felt deeply disappointed in him.
"I just can't believe he did that. My dad of all people." Max said.
Deciding not to dwell on his fathers actions, he began to focus on his date. A smile slowly made its way to Max's face as reached his house.
Max opened the front door. "Dad! I'm home!" Yelled Max, but he got no answer.
Max raised an eyebrow. Usually he got a response. His dad wasn't on the couch so Max went to his fathers bedroom, but he didn't find him there. He didn't find him in the bathrooms, or the kitchen.
"Maybe he decided to drive somewhere." Thought Max as he made his way to the garage...