Chapter 2: Before the 20th Century

Sylvester's start towards evil began in his younger years. sylvester grew more every day. As he grew, he learned more about things he needed, wanted, and what he should stay away from. Sylvester finished elementary school in 1890, then came to Junior High, and, in 1896, now he was a junior (11th grader) in High School. He loved that he and graduation as a senior (12th grader) were not too far away from each other. He'd had a few girlfriends in the past, but none of them lasted. He'd always had respect for them by the way.

But respect was not the only thing that did not go away. Ever since he told his father and mother about his nightmare of the green and purple man, the blonde lady, and the two "Bully Brothers" when he was seven, it had never gone away. He would have it four or five times a week. He did not tell his mother and father anything about it after the night when he told them about the dream. He would talk about it with his brothers, but no one else, not even his sister, Nadine.

Of course that did not stop him from changing as he grew older. As he grew older ad met new people, he started to become interested in things that his more rebellious friends wanted to him to do. Peer pressure became one of his worst enemies. Some friends, and even past girlfriends influenced him, but thankfully, Sylvester knew when something was not right, so he almost always backed away from unwise habits and *things*. Eventually, his friends gave up on trying to influence him…most of them anyway.

Myron and Thomas, his brothers, grew as well. They would fight with each other, but it would pass. Sure they had their differences, but that did not mean that they did not care about each other. When they started school at five years old in 1900, they started out as the class clowns and they constantly got into trouble for it. However, over the first two years of their school years, their trouble began to scare the other children, which made them think they could use their prankster talents to their advantage and tease other kids with them, which made them seem like bullies…in a way. They continued their pranks, but eventually stopped as they got older and became more and more of the bullying type, but as they began to stopped, they began to become not as emotional, but began to become serious in their schoolwork and other parts of their life. Even now in 8th grade, they still maintained these new sides of their personalities. This helped gain friends who loved them for who they were, thankfully.

As for Nadine, when she started school with her brothers, she tried her absolute hardest to make friends and not be a victim of his brothers' pranks. When the boys began to change, she encouraged it and made no argument. Right now, as an 8th grader, she continued living the life she knew and enjoyed it. All was well.

One day, 16 year old Sylvester Sneekly came into his High School, expecting a normal day. Nothing big was supposed to happen today. All of the faculty and him as a student wanted it that way on that day.

As he came closer to his first class, he suddenly, he began to hear footsteps coming closer and closer. He turned to find a 17 year old boy with big blonde hair coming his way. His skin was pale, but not sickly pale. He wore a red jacket and black slacks. Sylvester knew exactly who he was. That was his very good friend since 4th grade.

FLASHBACK:

The two met each other one day while they were in Art Class. It was Clay Day and all of the students had a piece of clay that they could use to mold. The blonde boy was only 10 at the time and Sylvester was 9. They were sitting together and as the two molded their clay, the blonde boy started to notice the Sneekly boy's creation. He looked at his molding and then looked at Sylvester.

"Excuse me, what's that?" asked the blonde boy. Sylvester looked at him.

"It's a special little course of action," he replied as he showed him the molding that looked like a tiny ball of clay, Ferris wheel, wooden planks tied to strings, and a plate. Johnny examined it, but did not understand.

"I don't quite understand," he said. Sylvester showed him how it worked.

"Here, see this little ball of clay? When I put it on this little ball of clay on this wheel, the wheel will turn and put this little ball on these two little planks, which will send to this clay ball to this clay made platter. I haven't finished it yet; I still need to add some major details. I hope I receive a very high grade when I'm done," he explained.

"Amazing…what's your name, anyway?" asked the blonde boy.

"Sylvester Sneekly…what about you? What's your name?" asked Sylvester.

"Paul Pitstop."

And that was that.

END FLASHBACK

Seven long years had gone by quickly, but Sylvester and Paul remained close friends. They did almost everything together and, like Thomas and Myron, whenever they fought, they would apologize, make up, and forgot about it! It was always a pleasure to see these boys cling to each other as if they were brothers.

Anyway, 16 year old Sylvester had seen 17 year old Paul come towards him. Johnny waved at him and began to talk quickly, since there was so much to tell.

"Hello, Syl! I've gotta tell you somethin' real important!" he said in a southern accent.

"Well, what's going on, Paul?" asked Sylvester. Paul grabbed Sylvester's shoulders and grew excited.

"Ya know that great girl, Pamela?" he asked as he began to grow louder and louder in his tone, not caring about others thought when they saw him behave in that matter. Sylvester broke away from his touch and tried to calm him down.

"Do you mean the new student? What about Pamela?" he asked.

Paul took a deep breath and just spoke.

"I have finally arranged a date with her. I'm going to take her on one of the greatest dates in the history of dates! It'll be great!" Paul said as he began to get excited again.

"Are you serious? Almost everyone's been trying to get her attention, yet she chose you?" asked Sylvester.

"That's right!!" replied Paul. "Even that naughty friend of yours!"

The comment he had made reminded him of what else he wanted to talk to Sylvester about. He knew Sylvester would not agree, but he had to talk to his friend about something else important.

"Speaking of which, why do you keep spending time with him? He's been trying to get you down the road of trouble ever since you first met him in seventh grade! I know you think remaining his friend will help him see the error in his ways, but…well…"

Before Johnny could continue, he noticed Sylvester becoming angry with what his good friend was telling him about his trouble making friend, the one that never gave up in trying to persuade Sylvester to make bad decisions.

"Paul, we've been over this a million times! He needs me! He's a really bad kid, and I'm trying to help him! Maybe if I continue being his friend, he'll eventually turn his life around! Maybe not today maybe not tomorrow, but very soon!" he protested.

Paul was becoming upset himself.

"Open your eyes, Sylvester!! That kid is a bad influence on you!! He's always been a bad kid! Remember when he made that Preston Perfect kid cry? That was in our ninth grade year if you remember! What about when he cheated at the science fair by sabotaging Pat Pending's electron experiment? Remember that? I'm not saying you're not doing a good thing. I'm just saying that he's not a good guy and you should think twice about remaining his friend. Get it, Syl? Are you even listening to me?" explained Paul.

By the time Paul had begun talking about Pat Pending; Johnny's attention was taken away by another teenaged boy who was walking towards them. The teenager had short black hair, wore a small purple coat, black pants, and black shoes.

His skin was a little tan, and his face was developing a black mustache. As he strutted down the hallways, he took notice of Sylvester and smiled. Paul eventually turned around and saw the boy he was complaining about. As the bad boy came towards them, Johnny glared.

"Well, speak of the Devil," he muttered. As the mustached teenager came forward down the school halls, he took notice of Paul and glared. As he came closer, he began to come to a stop. He stopped in front of Paul and glared.

"Outta the way, rich boy!" said the boy.

"Calm yourself, Dastardly! You'd better be careful, or you'll get in trouble for yelling again!" warned Paul.

"You don't scare me, Pitstop! Now back off!" replied 16 year old Dick Dastardly.

Johnny turned back to Sylvester, nodded, and whispered a message in his ear.

"Remember what I said," whispered Paul. Sylvester nodded and he and Dick watched as Paul walked away to his first class.

"What a snob!" started Dick. Sylvester made no comment. Dick turned his attention to Sylvester.

"Hey Sylvester, waddya say we ditch school? We already know too much already. We might as well congratulate ourselves with some fun!" Dick tempted.

Sylvester looked emotionless as he thought to himself "Ditching school again? I didn't want to do it last time! What makes him think I'd want to this time or the next time? Gosh…I guess there's a reason why everyone calls him 'Dick'. That's not his real name. Everyone knows his real name is Richard Milhous Dastardly, but since he's such a bad kid, everyone just calls him Dick, since it fits his personality I guess…"

"Hey Sylvester? Hello! Anyone there??" asked Dick harshly as he tried to get Sylvester to speak or at least gain his attention. Suddenly, Sylvester gave his attention back to Dick.

"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking," he said.

"Well don't think, just listen! I've got something to tell you! Remember when you told me about your need to get you into college?" replied Dick.

Sylvester gulped. He knew without being told that Dick had just done something wrong again.

"Yes…what about it?" returned Sylvester in a worried tone.

"I got myself a phony ID card, sent in a phony recommendation letter, and got you into the famous university, Evil Tech!!" replied Dick.

Sylvester was speechless. He never should have told Dick Dastardly about not knowing what college to go to.

"YOU DID WHAT??!!" he yelled, forgetting he was at school and that he should not yell.

"I got you into one of the best universities in the world!" replied Dick.

"But Dick, I…how…I…DICK!! !!!!"

"What's with your complaining? I thought you'd be happy! I helped you get into college! I sent in your test scores and everything!! I got you what you wanted and still you're complainin'! I don't do nice things often, ya know!" complained Dick.

"Listen…I…think it's really great that you tried to help me…it's just that phony IDs are always a bad idea. It's against the law!!" protested Sylvester.

"When have I ever been concerned with the law?" asked Dick sarcastically.

A thought ran thru Sylvester's head.

"You're hopeless…maybe Paul was right about Dick Dastardly after all."