SariSpy56: Hi everyone to my next story entitled "One Sick Daredevil." Now before we start, let me introduce you guys a visitor who will be helping me on this. If you think it's Dukey, you're on the right track but it's not Dukey. Instead it's his female alternative self, Duchie! Give her some applause and make her feel welcome.

Duchie: It's great to be working with you SariSpy56 since I don't appear much lately.

SariSpy56: Tell the readers the plot if you please Duchie.

Duchie: With pleasure. In this story, Kick Buttowski gets really sick one day and is forced to stay home. Only two people think that Kick is faking just to skip school - class president Kendall Perkins and school nerd Ronaldo Van Hazel. In the B-story, Bling-Bling Boy's favourite tavern gets shut down by the health inspector so he builds his own tavern - Bling-Bling's Tavern. It was a success, but there are times when he will be prank called.

?: Yeah Brad!

Duchie: I heard that Brad now quit messing around.

Brad: Fine.

SariSpy56: Now on with the story!

6:45 AM. A typical and normal Monday morning. Well not typical. More like the Monday Blues if you ask the people living in the town called Mellowbrook.

In the particular Buttowski resident at the cul-de-sac (more like Dakota Sack if you ask me,) it was normal inside. Everyone is still sleeping. Well all but one. Honey. The mother of three children - the bully, the daredevil and the spoiled princess. She was up early to pack up her kids' lunches for school.

Fifteen more minutes, Honey thoughted while getting herself a cup of coffee. Fifteen more minutes til six and the kids will wake up.

Honey just sat at the kitchen table and drinks her coffee right away. It was tasty.

Nicely donw with the flavor, Honey thoughted with a smile on her face. Maybe a few more cocoa wouldn't hurt.

"Still thinking about coffee Honey?" responded Honey's husband Harold.

"Yes," Honey replied. "It's the Monday Blues."

"Yeah and we have to wait till Friday comes. But look on the bright side dear."

"What?"

"At least nothing can go wrong."

"We'll just have to wait till seven when the kids wake up."

And then, the clock strikes seven. School day.

"Kids!" Honey yelled. "Time to get up!"

And with these words, the Buttowski kids got their butts out of their soft beds and drag their bodies downstairs. It's the Monday Blues. But what's different is that only Brad and Brianna are awake.

"I hate Mondays," Brad said sleeply.

"We have to go through this till Friday comes," Brianna whinned like a spoiled brat.

"Isn't your brother coming down?" Harold asked Brad and Brianna.

"Last time I checked on him, he's still in bed." Brad responded.

"I'll wake him up," Honey said as she walks upstairs to Kick's room.

When Honey walks inside Kick's room, she sees Kick - the daredevil and the middle child of the three - still sleeping in his bed.

"Kick it's time to get up," Honey said.

Kick groaned and pulled his covers up over his face. Honey tilted her head a little and pulled the covers back again, she reached down and put the back of her hand on Kick's forehead. It feels so hot.

"Kick," Honey said looking shocked. "You're burning up."

Kick rolled over again and faced Honey, his eyes all tired and his nose was runny. He coughed a little before he tried to sit up, but he suddenly felt weak and just laid back down.

"Aw biscuits," Kick said sighing in defeat.

"Kick you're sick," Honey said again. "You should stay home and rest."

"Sick? I can't be sick *cough*"

"Just rest Kick while I get the thermometer to check your temperature."

"Fine."

And with that, Honey left the room to fetch the thermometer while Kick weakly went back to sleep.

How can this happened? Kick thoughted. I was feeling fine yesterday before I went to bed. How did I get it in the first place?

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"So why isn't Kick coming down Honey?" Harold asked his wife as she searches for the thermometer.

"He's sick dear," Honey replied while still looking through her cabinets. "I'm afraid he won't go to school. Not on the condition he's in right now."

"Hmm. This is the first time our Kick is sick. He hasn't been sick for almost 7 years since your brother Jules died in Egypt."

While Honey and Harold kept on talking, Brad and Brianna decided to check up on Kick for a little bit. They saw him alright. Sleeping like an innocent kitten.

"Hey Kick!" Brianna yelled which woke Kick up. "You okay?"

"I'm fine sis," Kick said "It's just a cold."

"Doesn't sound like a cold to me. You sounded terrible. What happened yesterday?"

"I was fine yesterday. I don't know how I got it in the first place."

"Kids," said Honey as she walks inside the room holding the thermometer. "Get back before you both get sick too."

Brianna and Brad obeyed as Honey turned the thermometer on and waited for it to adjust, "Alright Kick. Hold this under your tongue until it beeps twice okay?"

Kick nods as Honey held the thermometer up. Kick opened up wide and bit down on the thermometer. It quickly started to work and the temperature rose very quickly, while the thermometer did its thing.

"Mom," Brad said finally. "I'm starting to feel sick."

"Nonsense," Honey said. "You're not sick so off to school now."

"But-"

"No buts mister. I mean it."

Brad sighed as he and Brianna left the room. After Honey was sure those two were downstairs and getting ready, she turned her attention back to Kick. He had closed his eyes again and was breathing heavily with that bad wheeze. Honey took a deep breath, she had seen all three of her children sick before. But this time it was especially bad, Kick just had no energy. Two loud beeps from the thermometer alerted Honey that it was done, walking over Honey sat back down and took the thermometer.

"102.5," Honey said while in complete shock. "There's no way you're going to school mister. You are sick and you're staying home til further notice."

SariSpy56: Well that's it for the first chapter.

Duchie: To find out what happens next, send us at least two reviews before the second chapter starts.

SariSpy56: And have a wonderful Christmas.