King Sized Buster.

Arthur is © Marc Brown.

Authors note: Ok here is the story, I been nervous to release it and release Binky Has Problems maturing; especially chapter 3 of the story. But lets see how desperate people do desperate things to get out of stuff they don't like, and perhaps we can learn a thing or two that obesity isn't healthy.

Buster was tired of school, besides everyone is at one point or another in their lives, it was past Christmas break, everyone was back to the grind, and Buster of course gained a few pounds from eating he probably had gained about six or seven pounds because of all the food he had eaten, and combined that with the lack of exercise he got, he seemed a little thicker.

Buster didn't want to be in school, he was bored; Mr. Ratburn wanted a huge assignment done for what everyone did during their week off, but Buster just wanted to stay home and play video games and snack on fattening foods all day. The day had suddenly made a turn for the worse when his teacher piled on ten pages of math, a book report and 15 words for memorizing for a spelling test next week.

When school was out Buster walked home with the Brain, Binky and Prunella, he sighed sadly, "I am tired of school…"

Binky chuckled, "Well aren't we all."

"I wish there was some way that I didn't have to go…"

Prunella had an open suggestion, "Well you could gain weight but I don't see why you should because it isn't healthy."

Buster sighed sadly, "What would that do for me?"

Prunella continued to explain, "If you gain enough weight, you will be labeled as too fat to go to school, and you can play your video games all day."

A smile formed on Buster's face, "Lets get started, how much do I need to gain?"

The Brain would know, "Well, look at your current weight, once you reach 250 pounds, you will probably be able to stay home."

"But I only weigh 80…" Buster whined, "That will take forever…"

The Brain was a bit ambitious right now, "Then we better get started," they all went to the Brain's place first and they went upstairs, he had pulled out a chemistry set from under his bed, he had set it up.

Buster sighed, "You do know the only way to gain weight is by eating…"

"Do you want to gain 170 pounds in less than month?"

"Well yes…"

The Brain stopped Buster before he continued to argue, "Then if I make a chemical you can gain weight five times faster."

Buster wasn't convinced, he knew he probably went in too deep already, he didn't trust the brain, he was probably going to make something that would make Buster sick, "But I don't see how."

"A perfect mix of chemicals will do the trick, just think, you won't have to go to school because you would be too fat to go…"

Buster was apprehensive of the idea, but decided to go along with the Brain, "Ok, make some of the chemical and we can start."

The Brain started mixing various chemicals very carefully, as the liquids started changing colors, when he was done mixing everything up, the liquid was a pale pinkish color, "Drink this; the effects will wear off in like10 days, and you should be 250 pounds… maybe even more by then."

Buster nervously drank it, the taste of the concoction was sweet when he drank it but had a sour aftertaste. However Buster still wasn't convinced, it isn't possible to gain weight so quickly, he knew that, but the Brain was pushing the limits of the scientifically possibilities so it could be.

"Eat something, whatever you eat; the calories of the food will be multiplied by five…"

Buster wasn't convinced yet, but wanted to test it, "We need to test it on something really fattening."

"A Big Pig Sundae is about 800 calories."

Buster led the way to the Sugar Bowl without saying a word, his friends followed nervously as they had walked two blocks to the ice cream and sweet shop. Buster had ordered one and he sat down at a nearby booth with his friends. Buster was nervous about eating it at first though.

Binky looked at him, "Eat it."

Buster had soon eaten the frozen dessert, "I don't feel any different…"

The Brain sighed he didn't know why Buster was so apprehensive for, "We need to weigh you in a few hours."

They had all left the Sugar Bowl, Buster was curious, "How long will it be?"

"Food usually digests in about eight hours, so… it is about 4 PM now, Midnight… but you will be eating dinner…"

Buster interrupted and smiled at him, "Pizza."

The Brain knew it was all and good, "Excellent choice, depending where it is ordered from, but this test will throw off the results, because right now if you don't do any exercising, you could gain two or three pounds by 8 AM tomorrow morning; but you are lucky it is the weekend."

"No, because…" Buster paused, with all the school work meant no exercise, which means it will take him longer to burn off the thousands of calories, "…Yes, it would be possible."

Buster did feel like an idiot saying it was possible, but still disputed logic behind all of this.

The next morning it was 8 AM, Buster had gotten up, his clothes had felt a little tighter, but he still felt like he was asleep, he stepped onto the scale and it read '84 pounds.'

To be continued.