Fanboy And Chum Chum: Revenge Of The Myths

(A/N: Preceded by Fanboy and ChumChum: Attack of the Clowns and that stories predecessor and original, Fanboy and ChumChum: The Phantom Mage. Been a while since I posted something in this category, yet I have this story done as well as another one. I might as well get things rolling again. Enjoy.)

Dr. Acula's Return

"Sigmund, Kyle!" Poopatine furiously bellowed, pounding on the door of the study.

"Vhat?" Sigmund shot in annoyance, calling from inside as he was working on a potion with Kyle.

"Can't this wait?" Kyle, ticked off at the interruption, replied, throwing in another ingredient.

"Unlock this door immediately or so help me I'll take off the whole door!" Poopatine shouted angrily.

"Hah!" Sigmund shot.

"You wouldn't dare!" Kyle barked.

Poopatine gaped then scowled. Turning, he called, "Brenda, bring me my tools!"

The two boys froze then whipped their heads around to the door. "You can't be serious!" Sigmund shot.

"Watch me!" Poopatine shot.

"All right already, we'll open it!" Kyle barked. "Hide the potion, quick. Janitor Poopatine would never let us finish this. It's just that dangerous," he warned Sigmund

Sigmund zapped the potion, commanding the ingredients to hide on the shelf as Kyle went to the door. Sigmund quickly replaced the current cauldron with another less lethal one. Kyle opened the door with an angry and annoyed glare. "Vhat do you vant?" Sigmund questioned from behind Kyle, turning and racing to the door as well.

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"What were you two doing in here?" Poopatine demanded.

"Vhat does it look like 'fazher?'" Sigmund sneered.

"Don't take that tone with me young man," Poopatine warned.

"We're concocting a potion," Kyle said.

"Fine, then why the secrecy?" Poopatine demanded.

"Because it was none of your business," Kyle replied.

"You two are fast running out of strikes," Poopatine warned. They harrumphed, sulkily folding their arms. "Now, what happened to the living room?!" The two blinked and looked passed him into said room which was in shambles, goop dripping from the roof. "I'm gone half an hour and this place looks like a nuclear war zone!" Poopatine shot.

"Oh, that? Why that was, um…" Kyle began. "Sigmund can explain!"

"I vhat?" Sigmund asked. Seeing Poopatine's glare he cringed then grinned innocently, saying, "Potion gone wrong?"

"That's an understatement," Poopatine stated. "Which potion? I'm very sure 'How to Heal Tapeworm' is not a highly explosive experiment."

Sigmund and Kyle blinked and exchanged looks then innocently grinned at the janitor. "Ve attempted to, um… make firevorks?" he lied.

"Well now you two can attempt to clean it up!" Poopatine ordered.

"But that's not fair!" Kyle exclaimed.

"You made the mess, you clean it," Poopatine shot. "Get started. You have talents. Use them."

"You're ze janitor," Sigmund argued.

"I'm not cleaning up after you two," Poopatine shot. The two glared viciously at him and walked passed moodily. Poopatine watched after them and muttered, "Rebellious little preteen brats. Hah! Think they know it all. I dread to see what they're like as teenagers."

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Sulking, the two boys made the cleaning supplies dance around the room cleaning up. Poopatine watched, arms folded. Finally the place was sparkling and the two boys glared at him angrily. "There, much better," Poopatine complimented.

"Can ve go back to our potion now?" Sigmund asked.

"You two have been holed up in there for hours. Go outside for a bit," Poopatine said.

"There's nothing to do outside," Kyle complained. Sigmund nodded in agreement.

"Go hang out with your friends," Poopatine said.

"Fanboy and Chum Chum are probably in the middle of messing something up," Kyle answered.

"Und Michael und Duke are being forced into tutoring," Sigmund added.

"You have one more hour in that study boys, then after lunch you're going out whether you like it or not," Poopatine declared.

"Dankeshan fazher!" Sigmund said, smiling.

"Thank you papa," Kyle added with a grin. Instantly the two raced off. Poopatine shook his head after them.

Brenda booped. Poopatine looked at her and said, "You don't know the half of it. You're lucky I built you without a sleep function. I wish I were as lucky. Who knew children could be so much work?" Shaking his head he went with Brenda into the kitchen.

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The hour was almost up when the explosion came, shaking the house. Poopatine cried out in alarm, falling to the ground. "What on Earth!?" he demanded, scrambling back up. He ran out of the kitchen towards the study. "Kyle, Sigmund!" he called.

The study door opened and Kyle crawled out, coughing and slightly singed. "Ow," he moaned.

"I told you I vould not put up ein protection spell far you," Sigmund answered walking out. The shield he was behind was black. He snapped his fingers and Poopatine saw the boy himself was unscathed, thankfully. "Vell, at least you had ze brains to stand behind me."

"You're a big stupid jerk Sigmund!" Kyle yelled at him, barely managing to stagger up and put out a lick of flame on his hair. He was black with soot, though, and his voice sounded scratchy like he'd inhaled too much smoke.

"Sticks und stones, Kyle," Sigmund replied, casually waving his hand. Seeing Poopatine's furious expression, however, the two fell silent and shrunk away slightly, huddling close together.

"I take it the Tapeworm potion didn't pan out?" Poopatine growled lowly.

"Um, misread?" Kyle questioned. Poopatine stormed angrily by them and looked into the remnants of the cauldron. He sniffed and wrinkled his nose in disgust. He saw a spell on the table and picked it up, reading. Silently the two children tried to sneak away.

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"Boys!" Poopatine furiously yelled.

"Um, ve're going outside now!" Sigmund exclaimed. The two tried to bolt, but just then Brenda appeared, grabbing them both. "Mozher, let go!" Sigmund pled. Brenda ignored, bringing them to Poopatine. The two swallowed and gazed up at him wide eyed.

"You two won't be going anywhere for a while," Poopatine growled darkly. "You're grounded for two weeks!"

"Two weeks?! Surely you're not serious!" Kyle protested.

"Oh I'm very serious," Poopatine replied. "What were you two thinking? I strictly forbid you from trying any spells from the back of the book. These are far above either of your skill levels!"

"Well how are we supposed to learn them if we can't practice them?" Kyle demanded.

"By building up to them!" Poopatine shot. "You two could have been killed!"

"Vell ve veren't," Sigmund retorted.

"It doesn't matter!" Poopatine barked. "Grounded! No spells, no visitors, no slumber parties, nothing! You will stay in this house, in your rooms, for the full two weeks!

"Ve can't stay in our rooms!" Sigmund argued.

"When I'm at home you will. If I'm gone you can come out, but you're not leaving the house!" Poopatine yelled.

"You have no right…" Kyle began.

"I have every right," Poopatine retorted. The two boys fell quiet, angry. They weren't getting out of this one. The janitor didn't make idle threats. He followed through every time. They'd learned that quickly enough. Sulking and muttering under their breath, the two boys walked into their rooms and slammed the doors. Poopatine shook his head in annoyance. Brenda began to massage his shoulders. He sighed and sat in her gratefully.

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He was almost asleep when the phone rang. He opened his eyes, annoyed. He thought of calling to one of the boys to pick it up, but in the rebellious state they were in they'd probably turn their grounding around on him. He knew he would. He grabbed the phone and asked, annoyed, "Hello?"

"Mr. Poopatine, hello," a heavily accented voice replied.

"Dr. Acula?" Poopatine questioned, slightly surprised the doctor would be calling him.

"I vas just vundering. Do you have a book of natural remedies in your humble estate?" the doctor replied.

"Yes?" Poopatine cautiously replied, raising a suspicious eyebrow.

"Excellent. I vill be over tonight to collect it," the doctor declared.

"Now wait a…" Poopatine began.

"Goodbye," Acula stated, hanging up before Poopatine could protest. Poopatine blinked at the phone. Strange. What was with the sudden visit being planned? And why had the man sounded slightly desperate? You'd think he was dying of thirst or something. His voice had been hoarse as well. He cringed. Why did he feel as if the boys shouldn't be here when he came? Perhaps just this once he would alleviate the rules and let them go.

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"Boy's, come here!" he called.

Sulkily Kyle opened the door, glaring at him. "I can't come out, remember!" Sigmund called from the other room.

"Either you come out on your own or I'll help you come out!" Poopatine retorted. Kyle was in front of him in an instant. "One, two…" Poopatine began. Sigmund suddenly appeared, scowling viciously.

"You vouldn't have dared!" Sigmund shot.

"I don't make idle threats," Poopatine replied. "Boys, I've thought about it and have decided to give you one more chance. I'm lifting your grounding. You're free to go. However, no potions for the rest of today or tomorrow."

They exchanged looks, wanting to argue, but they'd just been given a once in a blue moon opportunity here. Would they really dare waste it? Finally they looked back at Poopatine and replied, "Yes sir."

"Good. Run along. Dr. Acula's coming over tonight. I would prefer it if you weren't around when he came," Poopatine dismissed, waving his hand.

"Vhy?" Sigmund asked.

"Just a feeling," Poopatine replied. "Go on you two."

"All right papa!" Kyle cheered. The two instantly bolted, rushing outside. Good. Hopefully they'd still be gone when the doctor came around. He didn't trust the man, and if something was wrong, he wouldn't have his boys around to share in whatever fate Acula had planned.