Chapter 3 Shake's Revelation
Amazingly Carl didn't think the Aqua Teens were behind the baseball incident. He actually thought there was another reason why the baseball had so much force it went right through the roof and went down the second floor and now it was stuck in the floor and he can't get it out.
Back at the Aqua Teens they went on with the day. Frylock was on his computer trying to find at least one person that had even 2 of the other part of Ezekial's DNA. Meatwad was with Shake and Ezekial watching a movie. Shake was in the recliner, Ezekial was on the arm rest, and Meatwad was right next to the recliner.
"Hey I seen this one. This is about that one Vegetable Man that attacks that woman at the grocery store." Meatwad said.
"Yeah, I seen this movie God knows how many times." Shake exclaimed.
"Then why are you watching it again?"
"Because my son hasn't seen it! And since he hasn't seen I think I can resist watching it again." Shake explained.
"Yes, I want to watch movie." Ezekial said not taking his eyes of the TV.
The three of them finished watching the movie without interruptions from Frylock and still surprisingly Carl. It was around 11:00 p.m. at this time. And Frylock told Meatwad it was time for bed. He did so but then another question came about. Where would Ezekial sleep?
Frylock hovered in front of Shake who was still in the recliner and Ezekial was sleeping on the arm rest. He then said "Uh…Shake, where is Ezekial going to sleep?"
Shake moved his eyes to the small milkshake and then back at Frylock and said quietly "Well he is asleep now. Well worry about it tomorrow."
Frylock looked at the small milkshake and then to the large identical milkshake and said "Okay then. Night Shake."
"Yeah good night" Shake said trying to sound like he hasn't changed at all.
Frylock still wasn't entirely convinced that Ezekial was Shake's son but right now he didn't care. Shake was changing…for the better this time. In a way he really didn't care if Ezekial was his son. It's obvious that Shake was grown a liking to the small milkshake. Frylock then left the living room and went back to his room.
It was dark in the room now, no lights and the TV was off. And Shake was still wide awake and Ezekial was resting peacefully on the arm rest of his yellow recliner. Shake tried to go to sleep but he failed miserably. He kept his eyes on him…he couldn't help but care for the small milkshake. He didn't care anymore if Ezekial sucked at everything anymore…he just grew fond of him.
Shake sighed and hopped out of the recliner quietly doing his best not to wake his son. He wobbled out of the living room quietly and went to the back door to the backyard. After he closed the backyard door quietly he stood still looking down at the grass.
Shake was changing. Even he was noticing that. He was growing close to Ezekial and he didn't want to admit that. He was changing for so many levels that he wish he wasn't. Why was he so damn close to Ezekial?
Shake sighed as he wobbled to the lawn chair he stole from one of their other neighbors. He sighed as he hopped into the lawn chair looking up at the stars and started to think.
Shake started to think of how Ezekial and he were related. He did say that he knew that he was his son but he has no idea how if Frylock confirmed it. Now Shake wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed but he did know if he and Ezekial shared the same DNA that means that he was his son. But he just doesn't know how that is possible. He knew he never had sex before so how could he have a son? The questioned plagued him just as much as it plagued Frylock except Shake just didn't show it.
Another thing was going through his head though by now. It was what Carl said earlier. Oh I feel so sorry that your son has a jackass for a father. Even though he didn't show it…that comment hurt him. It made him feel he wasn't suited to be Ezekial's father. And why did he care anyway! At first he didn't even want him and now he wanted to take care of him as his father now. He didn't even know why! But all he knew was that Ezekial was part of him and he was responsible for him.
Another that passed through him was how was he going to raise him? He had no job, no real father skills, and the welfare check isn't going to cover all four of them unless they stop buying unnecessary things. So he had to choose; change and raise Ezekial or get rid of him and stay the same. Because one thing is for sure…he didn't want his son growing up to be like him.
Shake sighed hopping out of the lawn chair and wobbled back inside and hopped back into the recliner quietly. Shake let out another quiet sigh as he closed his eyes and finally fell asleep.
