. CANCELLED- Chapter 2
Hank reached for his coffee. It was a beautiful summer morning in Arlen Texas. He took a sip, then pulled over the newspaper.
"Anything interesting the paper, dear?" Peggy asked, cooking scrambled eggs.
"Not much" Hank said back, scanning the pages.
"Wait, here's something, Propane on sale 50% off at Megalomart today!" Hank said, surprised.
"You could pick those up for the party tomorrow" Peggy said, putting a plate in front of Hank.
"I dunno Peggy, I wouldn't want to go against Strickland Propane" He said back.
"Oh come on Hank, its just for one party" Peggy said.
"Well, maybe, I'll take Dale along too" Hank said.
Bobby walked into the kitchen in his pyjama's.
"Well hey son, maybe you want to toss the football around later?" Hank asked.
Bobby grunted at him and started eating a piece of toast. Hank sighed.
bobby pulled over the paper. He looked through it quickly, then suddenly-
"Prop Comic Convention today!" Bobby squealed, spitting crumbs all over the table.
"Bobby! watch it! And you're not going to that, its a dead end job!" Hank said angrily.
"But Dad!" boddy pleaded.
"No" Hank said, glaring at him.
Bobby left the room wallowing in his disappointment.
"That boy ain't right" Hank said. He got up.
"I'm off to Megalomart, cee you later Peg" He said, giving his wife a handshake. Peggy went to kiss him.
"Woah Peggy!" Hank said, taking a step back. After an awkward silence, he left the room.
Peggy looked down in disappointment, standing in the kitchen by herself. She saw the newspaper. One headline caught her eye...
"Spanish Teacher needed for Spanish Lessons"
Peggy looked through it quickly. Some "adult" school needed a quick Spanish teacher, and if Peggy knew anything, it was Spanish.
And they needed a teacher today!
Outside, Hank and Dale climbed into Hanks truck.
"You ready to get some propane, Dale?" Asked Hank.
"Sure as ever, this is probably the best time, since we're all running out of time" Dale said.
"What do you mean by that" Hank asked Dale, pulling out of the drive way.
"We're getting cancelled, Hank, I read about it last night, someone is out to get us, could be aliens, could be Russians, could be the Fox network, but all I know is, we're in trouble." Dale said in a spooky voice.
Hank laughed.
"Dale, that's the most poorly put together conspiracy theory I've heard you say in five years" Hank said.
"Laugh all you want, but I know I'll be ready to fight back" Dale said darkly.
Hank laughed. They eventually reached the Megalomart.
"Now, I don't want to make a habit of buying Propane here, but I'm making an exception just for today" Hank said.
The two friends reached the propane section. There was indeed a 50% off sale.
Dale immediately went towards the nearest propane tank, but Hank inspected them a little closer. And he noticed something very peculiar, and bad.
"These Propane Tanks aren't sealed properly!" Hank shouted.
Dale looked up, struggling to pull a proane tank off the lowest shelf.
"Dale! put that back! these aren't safe! That ones not sealed properly either!" Hank shouted. A few people down the aisle walked away quickly.
"So?" Dale asked, pulling the propane tank off the shelf.
"Dale! these could blow up if anyone lights a flame! This already happened once!" Hank said.
The manager came over. "What's the problem sir?" he asked.
"These propane tanks aren't sealed properly! This could caused another explosion!" Hank said. The manager looked at the tanks.
"Shoot, uh... we better fix this" He said.
"You better, this is the first and last time I buy propane from Megalomart!" Hank said. He led Dale out of the store.
"Come on Dale, We'll buy one from Strickland!"
Dale tried to resist, but Hank's grip on his arm was strong enough to make him follow Hank.
bobby snuck out of the house. Strangely, Peggy was not home. He climbed out his window, but then his leg got stuck and he fell out.
He got up ,brushed himself off and got onto his bike.
"Prop Comic Convention... Here I come!" He shouted to no one in particular.
Peggy arrived at the "adult" school. It was an old run down portable a little outside of town. She knocked on the door.
"Hello? Hola?" she shouted. no one answered the door.
"Hello? I'm here to teach Spanish, I got the newspaper demand" She shouted out again. She looked around. The Portable was in the middle of an nowhere at the end of a dirt road.
she checked the address on the newspaper. She was in the right spot. "Hello?" She shouted again, knocking on the door.
She walked around to a window and looked inside. The room was dark and empty. Obviously, there was no class here.
A car pulled up the drive way behind her. It was a large black van. Peggy walked towards it, talking "Is this the Spanish class? Are you one of the administrators? I got the newspaper ad for it, can someone explain whats going on?" She asked. The van door slid open.
"Hello?" Peggy asked.
Three men in black jumped out and grabbed her. "Hey! Let me go!"
Peggy kicked one of them in the groin. Her large feet crushed his testicles. The man screamed in pain. One of the men holding her arm looked at him. She took the opportunity and shook him free and punched the other man in the face. Then she ran.
"Someone help me!" She cried out. The two men gave chase. She ran to her car and tried to open the door, but she had locked it a little earlier.
"No!" She shouted, and pulled out a pair of keys to unlock it. One of the men caught up to her and jumped at her. He Grabbed her around the waist and brought her down to the ground. the other man tied her wrists together. They picked her up and pulled her to the van.
"Hank! Help me! Someone!" She shouted out. One of them gagged her, and they threw her into the van. The three men climbed in and closed the door.
A fourth man climbed out of the passenger seat, he wore regular clothes. He picked up Peggy's purse off the ground and took out the car keys.
He started the car, and followed the van down the abandoned road.