AN: Hi my name is whopperz (Vanstermash, whichever u like) and I'm new to fan fiction. I heard of this site when my friend told me about it, and I wanted to write a story. So here I go. I hope you find it very cool. (My friend is helping me edit this story a little.)

"Ouch! Stupid thorn bush! Gosh, how much farther… Oh great, a river guess I'm going to have to jump it." -SPALSH!- Well glad that's over with, but now my shoes are wet! It better be around this bend.

Wow looks like I made it, it looks okay. I wonder where my grandfather lives.

"Oh, Max, looks like you made it. How was the walk?" That's my grandfather! Max thought to himself. He was wearing a plain white-tee shirt. He had a deep, husky tone to his voice and looked like a loser. He had a white towel hanging over his shoulder. "Oh, the walk…it was just great "NOT. It was horrible you old fart. "Well here, I'll show you your house, come."

"Well here you are, home sweet home. I'll let you get settled in so you can rest from your walk. I'll show you around later, bye." And then he left. Just as fast as he introduced himself…about 5 seconds of introducing himself.

It seems okay…I guess. It could use some work, but I'll get to it later in the year. The bed seems comfortable enough to sleep in… that's amazing something that is actually working in this house.

Day 2

-Knock, knock-

"Who is it" Max asked. He got a reply from a husky, deep voice. "It's your grandfather, you coming out?" True, it was his dang grandfather. "Yeah just a minute, let me get dressed!" Max shouted back. Bah! The old man can't even let me sleep in. He thought.

"Here follow me. I'll show you around." They walked around the lot, it was nice and quiet. "There's my house, over there." Max's grandfather pointed to a nicely built log cabin. It had a nice chimney, a polished wood structure, and a nice decorated door. "That's where I'll be staying, of course." His grandfather said with a touch of humor in his voice. Figures… Max thought. They strolled around town, and Max's grandfather introduced him to everyone.

"That's the inn, where Rock, Sam, and Andy live." He pointed to the Chinese type inn. "The tower over there… that is where Bill and Bob live." This time, he pointed to a weird tee-pee type house. Very small it was. "And On the top of that hill" He started as he pointed to the nicely paved hill with the gorgeous mansion on top. "Is were Linda lives." Wow…it's huge! Max thought.

"That weird lab over there is where Daryl lives" That place looks like a dump. Heh, Daryl must be a nerd, having all that science stuff and all. They continued to walk. "That farm over there is where Houston, Mike, and Jessica live. Well that's the village. Feel free to stop over at my house when ever you want. I think I'll just go home and feed the cow and get some rest."

AN: Stayed tune to chapter 2 the beginning oh please can you review my story. Houston, Mike, and Jessica are just people in the inn. Made em' up. They own that tiny farm area by the inn.