Going for Help

Summary: Martin and the gang go to a therapist when they can't solve there troubles. It's stupid but I am really bored.

Disclaimer: Stephanie Berry owns this show, not me.

Narrator: Our setting takes place at a therapist's office where a teenaged boy will discuss his problems and any other junk in his mind.

Therapist: Hello there young man, what's your name?

Martin: Martin Mystery

Therapist: You can call me Sheila. So what is your problem?

Martin: Problems actually, my first is a guy named Marvin. He dresses like me and Marvin sounds like Martin, right? However people choose him over me, always. All the girls are after him. Even my own stepsister! Worst, there is a girl I liked named Jenny who goes after him.

Therapist: So this "Marvin", is he your twin?

Martin: No, if we were related we'd be on Dr. Phil or something.

Therapist: Well, does Marvin look identical to you?

Martin: Well, his hair is totally different.

Therapist: And does he act like you.

Martin: No he is the extreme sports type and, like most people say, more polite.

Therapist: Okay, now I get it. You obviously are more different from Marvin than you think. Sure you look the same, but you don't do extreme sports and to most people you are more impolite. So the looks don't matter. It is who you are that matters to most people.

Martin: Okay. still disappointed but hides it my next problem is that I love this girl Jenny, but she hates me and calls me immature.

Therapist: Okay, I remember you mentioning Jenny when you said she liked Marvin. Well some girls, like Jenny, may look for more in a man. It may be possible that you don't have what she likes.

Martin: But I look good, what more does she want?

Therapist: It's not just about looks. Some girls look for the personality of the man.

Martin: Lastly, I never am respected by anyone. The only people who do respect me are a caveman, an alien, and a nerd boy.

Therapist: Well a friend depends on how they are. A wimp would not be friends with a bully. A bully would be friends with a bully. So this caveman, alien, and nerd boy must be like you are. And you have 3 friends so be happy.

Martin: sighs well thanks. Martin is not happy. He still feels miserable.

Narrator: Next we have Diana and her problems.

Diana: Hey there, I am Diana Lombard.

Therapist: Call me Shelia. So tell me you problem.

Diana: I have this stepbrother named Martin. He is so annoying. He plays too many pranks and I want to choke him.

Therapist: Martin, that name sounds familiar. Anyway, stepbrothers can be annoying, especially at the teen years.

Diana: Sometimes I wish my mother never married his father.

Therapist: Just because he loves to bother you?

Diana: No there are other reasons beside that I can't say.

Therapist: Private one right? Anyway don't forget that you are stepsiblings. You still need each other.

Diana: I suppose you are right. Another problem, my boyfriend Marvin was going out with me but one day he missed a date and so I went to the mall and saw him with my best friend Jenny. I didn't say anything but I was angry.

Therapist: I see, well obviously he was using you to go to your friend. Well you could tell him that you don't need him and move on. There are more boys in this world.

Diana: sighs in disappointment Okay.

Narrator: Next we have caveman Java with his prehistoric problems

Java: growls

Narrator: Sorry next we have prehistoric Java and his caveman problems.

Java: punches narrator into outer space Next therapist have Java for problems.

Java: Me Java.

Therapist: And me Shelia. So Java, what is your problem?

Java: Me no speak right. People make fun of me.

Therapist: Well, Java I see you are a caveman. In the Stone Age did they have dictionaries at your time?

Java: No, dictionaries no invented yet.

Therapist: Problem solved. Tell people you are a caveman. They are likely to believe you.

Java: Okay, but Java always made of by my friends, even Martin.

Therapist: Well talk to them. Tell them how they would feel to be a caveman. Then maybe they will leave you alone. Talking sorts it out.

Java disappointed and miserable okay.

Narrator: Next we have an alien named Billy talking about his problems. And the therapist will probably make millions telling the public how she talked to a real live alien.

Billy: Punches narrator to outer space

Narrator: Man, I need to shut my mouth.

Therapist: Call me Shelia. So what do you want Billy?

Billy: Well I should start with the least important. You see I went out with this girl and then she said her plan was not working and dumped me. I am so confused!

Therapist: Well it could be obvious that she used you to make another boy jealous since she was dumped. But it wasn't working so she gave you up. Just say you don't need her. There are more girls in the universe.

Billy: I suppose you are right. But people say I am afraid of everything. Any way to solve this?

Therapist: Let's solve this. Room goes quiet for a minute.Boo.

Billy: AUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Jumps, leaving a hole in the ceiling.

Therapist: See, you just proved to yourself that you are afraid of everything. Don't feel ashamed of it. Oh and one more thing.goes quiet again Boo.

Billy: WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! jumps through the ceiling again.

Therapist: laughs I never get tired of that. Anyway what's your next problem?

Billy: Well I haven't been feeling myself lately especially, now that my friends know my secret.

Therapist: Well, what is this secret?

Billy: Well, my stupid comrades came to this planet trying to conquer it. I am not their leader anymore! I left them because I got sick of conquering planets! I like it here. They were really violent and rogue.

Therapist: So I see well you are not like that anymore are you? So what was your name?

Billy: Well I doubt the author's spell check is gonna accept this, but my name was Ganthar.

Therapist: Excuse me?

Billy: I said Ganthar!

Therapist: You?! AUGGGHHH HELP! Runs out of office

Billy: I knew it! Nobody liked me after that.

Narrator: Finally we have the bossy big-mouthed lady MOM!

MOM: Watch what you say mister!

Narrator: Look, just because you name is MOM does not mean you are my mother!

MOM: Grabs narrator by ear don't talk back to me! Now go to your room mister!

Narrator: Yes mommy.

MOM: You see doc, I let this job get to me. I go crazy over aliens. I cook food that only an alien would love. Once I made cookies so bad even Billy didn't like it! And he is an alien!

Therapist: But this proves that you love your job! Thinking about aliens shows that you think your work is the most important thing in your life! And the cooking has nothing to do with it!

MOM: Okay and there is an agent named Martin who annoys me! He is very good on missions, but in my office he touches everything he sees.

Therapist: Well that's your fault! No one is telling you to leave your stuff out. You can put them away when he comes.

MOM: Sigh okay. I have to go now.

The ending is stupid, I know, but I rushed because this took 8 days! Anyway this isn't over. I am going to make another chapter where I warn you, will be long like this.