Peanuts 2.0
Chapter 1
"Hurry up Junior! Robin, you ready for your first day of school?" a man with fluffy blonde hair and a yellow shirt with a black zigzag called out.
"Coming, Daddy!" a blonde girl with brown eyes yelled back as she grabbed her rag doll, a gift from her uncle Linus. "Junior, are you ready?"
"Yeah, Robby!" a black haired boy answered, playing on his bunk of the bunk bed. "Is Aunt Sally and Uncle Linus coming over for supper tonight?" he questioned.
"Yeah, Daddy said so. So's Auntie Lucy and Uncle Schroeder," Robin Brown explained, her small, chubby hands reaching the room's doorknob.
"Hi honey" Mr. Brown smiled, kissing his wife on the cheek as she sipped her herbal tea.
"Hey Charles" she sighed exhaustedly. Raising twin toddlers and a newly born along with a beagle with the imagination of Snoopy was super tiring; but her husband helped make the task easier.
"Austin's still asleep, isn't he?" Charles asked only to get a nod from his wife.
"Longest he's ever slept since he was born" the black haired woman smiled as the twins-Charlie Brown III and Robin Brown-raced downstairs.
"No running down the stairs!" Charlie reprimanded his twin children.
"Sorry, Daddy…I'm just egg-sigh-ted to go to pre-school" Robin blushed, hugging her doll.
"What's egg-sigh-ted, mommy?" Charlie Brown III, or Junior as everyone called him, asked.
"It means really happy, Junior," their mom sighed sleepily. She was an English teacher at Birchwood elementary and would always try to enrich her children's vocabularies; but Robin was wiser than the other three-year-olds she knew, a trait from her mom.
"Oh" Junior responded, not much for learning new words, but one for playing in the dirt, with toy cars and puppets instead.
"Here you go kids, give these to your teacher" Mr. Brown insisted, handing each twin an apple.
"Why, daddy?" Robin asked.
"Robin, your great-grandma used to give apples to her teachers, so did I, now we want you two to do it too," Mrs. Brown explained as the twins nodded.
Once the twins got to pre-school, their dad drove off, trying to hide his tears. "Daddy's weird, Robin" Junior realized.
"Yeah, so's Mommy" his sister sighed as they noticed four kids fighting.
"I'm not fat!" one of them shouted. He had blonde hair and looked a bit chubbier than the other three.
"Yes you are!" a noirette boy argued; his hair was a spiky black, yet some streaks of yellow were visible.
"You blockheads!" a blonde haired girl wearing denim overalls fused, stomping her feet bitterly.
"You're all blockheads!" a black haired girl with blonde braids and a purple dress explained, storming off.
"Hi Melonie" Junior smiled. He knew the four kids anywhere.
"Hi Junior" Melonie sighed, trying to calm down.
"Hey Melonie, how're Auntie Lucy and Uncle Schroeder these days?" Robin asked.
"They're good…mommy's tummy is bigger now" the braided haired girl exclaimed.
"I wish I had a sister…all I have is Junior and Austin" the female twin sighed.
"Be glad you don't share a birthday with my brothers and sister," Melonie snapped.
"Come in kids" a curly haired woman called out as she fixed her nametag: Frieda.
"Good morning, ma'am" Robin and Junior said in unison as they handed the pre-school teacher the apples.
"Okay, go sit over there, kids" the teacher explained to the twins.
Soon all the kids were sitting on the ground, talking together.
"Robin Autumn Brown?"
"Here!" Robin called out, tossing her arm in the air.
"Charlie Monroe-Junior?"
"Right here" Junior smiled shyly, turning to the girl next to him.
"Amanda Grey?"
"That's me" an arrogant girl with long, black hair snorted, her head high in the air superiorly.
"Kaitlyn Klimt?"
"That's me!" the blonde haired girl in the overalls exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"Melonie Klimt?"
"Here! Here! Here!" the braided haired girl trembled, raising her hand quietly.
"Samuel Klimt?"
"Right here…don't call me fat" the chubby boy sighed.
"Leif Klimt?"
"I'm here" the boy with the spiky hair screamed out.
"Okay then…Leia Piepler?"
"Here!" a brunette in a pink plaid dress explained, straightening her flower headband.
"Susan Agate?"
"Here, ma'am" a girl sighed, holding a brown sack in her hand.
"Susan Reichardt?"
"Call me Suzie" a girl with red hair, a big nose and many freckles giggled, touching the tips of her sandals.
"Jordan Armstrong?"
"I'm a girl," an African-American girl announced.
"Marcia Clover?"
The girl next to Junior raised her hand softly, not saying anything though.
"Well then if that's everyone, my name is Mrs. Frieda and I'll be teaching you guys this year" the curly haired pre-school teacher smiled.
"Nice name" Junior explained. He and Robin have always been taught to use their manners.
"Well it's nice to meet you all" Frieda responded.