Disclaimer
: I do not own any of the TP characters. Disney does.Notes
: I have decided to base my TP stories on Earth just to be fun. Hehehehe. Well, read on and enjoy! Oh, yeah…this is supposed to take place a few months after the TP adventure.***
"Mom! How could you do this to me?" wailed Jim from the back of the mini van. Sarah Hawkins gripped the steering wheel tightly.
"Sweetheart. I have already told you…the Virginian Inn Society invited me to join them on an ocean cruise," sighed poor Sarah.
"Don't make me go to the Doppler's house!" pleaded Jim, clasping his hands together. The thought of living with adults freaked him out.
The van stopped at an intersection. Sarah, hoping to distract the annoyed teenager, desperately pointed outside her window.
"Look, Jim! A Burger King!" she burst out. She immediately hated her big mouth.
"Mom? Where have you been? They're, like, everywhere," replied Jim, crossing his arms sulkily.
"Well…I haven't seen one lately. Don't you just love that huge burger sign?" she cried, trying to sound like she was thrilled. Jim pressed his head against the cold backseat window.
Two hours later, Jim sagged against a clothes rack. A boring classical song was droning in the loudspeakers. They were, in fact, at J.C. Penny's.
"Mom…the Dopplers won't care how I look," protested Jim for the millionth time. He cringed when his mom added a nerdy plaid shirt to the ever growing pile.
"You are representing the Benbow Inn. I want you to look presentable; what are they going to think when they see your pants?" muttered Sarah, scrounging around the rack. Jim glanced down at his legs.
"What, my cargo pants? What's wrong with them?" demanded the teen. His mother briefly glanced behind her.
"I don't know…you look like a hooligan or a thug. Oh, these black trousers will look adorable on you!" gushed Sarah. She threw it on the pile. Jim groaned.
***Ok. This chapter is VERY short (duh!). I just want to see if you guys like the idea. If it proves to be popular, I'll add on. Trust me, the other chapters will be MUCH longer than this one. So PLEASE: review, review, review!****
