A/N: I'd like to wish all my readers Happy Holidays. This will be the last update of 2009. I look forward to seeing you all in 2010. :)

Chapter 2

The sun rose as it always did in LazyTown, happy to shine light on the scary places where bad dreams and evil villains hid. Stephanie had just managed to get back into her own bed when she heard the shower come on. Heaving a sigh, she made sure her dark pink curtains were closed and she tried to get some extra sleep.

Milford didn't wake his niece. There was no need since she didn't have to go to work or college. It had all fallen by the wayside since she'd started crime fighting. Not that he minded her crime fighting. LazyTown needed it and sometimes things were just too big for the police to handle. Besides there was talk of she and Sportacus starting their own gym where they could do what they did best, stay healthy. Both were looking to reach the older people of the community as well as the children. They seemed to be closer than ever and it would be nice for a new business to come into town.

The Mayor grabbed his travel coffee mug and headed out the front door of the house only thirty minutes after exiting the shower. Miss Busybody would be happy to see him arriving on time today. While he had been busy with helping the Police Chief with the recent crime activity, she'd basically been doing all of his paperwork and leaving it for him to sign. There were times where she'd refused to let him leave his office before signing things and occasionally she'd threatened to forge his signature on things he hadn't even read.

"Good morning Bessie." He smiled at his secretary as he entered Town Hall.

"Good morning Milford. We have a Town Council meeting at nine. I have the motions that will go before them on your desk." She smiled back.

"Very good. I'll read them in a moment. Any other meetings today?" He wondered.

"You have a dentist appointment at three but other than that, today looks to be pretty quiet." Bessie informed him.

"Excellent. Days like today are my kind of days." Milford smiled again before heading into his office.

Nine o'clock drew near and Milford headed to the Town Council meeting. He'd read all the motions in front of them and made some decisions. There were some questions too but all in all the meeting should go smoothly.

"Good morning everyone." He smiled as he took his seat.

"Good morning Mayor." One of his friends, Councilmember Tom Cavanaugh, smiled back.

"Looks like another easy meeting Mayor." Councilmember Shirley Franks nodded.

"Aren't they always?" Councilmember Peter Varga chuckled. This made them all laugh. Most of the motions in front of them dealt with the usual problems in LazyTown like where a new playground should be built, noise ordinances, neighbor disputes, and the occasional new business request.

People started to fill into the room and the Mayor surveyed the faces. He recognized everyone (LazyTown was a small town after all). Well almost everyone. One man stood out among the small crowd. He was tall with dark hair that was cropped close. He didn't smile but neither did he wear a frown. However the man was forgotten, when Tom banged his gavel to announce the start of the meeting.

"This Town Council meeting is now in order. We will now here the first motion before us. Would a Mr. Anthony Josam please step forward." That man that the Mayor had picked out stepped up to the podium to address the Council.

"Thank you Councilmember. I am here today to discuss a new noise ordinance." Josam spoke in a firm tone but not harshly.

"Pardon the interruption but I do not recognize you. Have you recently moved to LazyTown?" Milford asked.

"I have indeed. I don't have a permanent address yet as I am still finalizing the deal with the realtors but I will be living here soon." Josam gave a slight smile.

"Excellent. Then welcome to LazyTown. Now what noise ordinance do you wish to discuss?" Milford smiled back at him. Josam reached inside his coat as if to find a speech he'd written but instead he pulled a nine-millimeter handgun from the pocket and aimed it at the ceiling. Squeezing off a round, everyone in the room hit the floor and a few people screamed.

"It's the ordinance that deals with you shutting your trap forever." Josam smirked as he moved the barrel of the gun in the Mayor's direction.

To Be Continued…