Disclaimer: I own Scott and Penelope, and I really don't care about Cindy but I made her, too. All other characters are made from the awesomeness of Adam Burton AKA Maxwell Atoms.

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Mandy knocked on the door of a house: Cindy's house. Just as she thought, Mindy answered.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the normal-nose-challenged-charity-ball. What brings the circus to my home?"

Mandy twitched. "Your daughter harassed my kids, and I demand an apology!"

Mindy thought for a moment. "No. Now, tell me, didn't you want to, like, enslave the earth or something when you were younger? How's that going? I mean, my house IS bigger than yours, loser! And yet you got bone-boy there that could give you that power and yet you're still a loser!"

"So I changed a little. Big whoop. And apparently, you changed a little too. Tell me, who taught you all those big words?"

Mindy shook her head. "You lost it, Mandy. You're more the loser now than you ever were." She then closed the door, laughing.

Mandy didn't even look away from the door. "Grim?"

Grim nodded and used his scythe to turn the house into a giant monstrous frog. It hopped away.

"That was weird," Billy said, stunned.

"I know," Grim said, looking at his scythe. "I coulda sworn I put dis ting on 'Smoldering Ash'."

-X-

When the family was back home, Mandy confronted Scott in his room. "Don't worry about Cindy. She may not have apologized, but she probably won't bother you for quite some time."

"Actually, she was bothering Penelope more than me," Scott said.

Mandy nodded. "I guess I shouldn't say anything. She looks just like her father and I used to make fun of him all the time."

"You still do."

"Yeah, I know. The point is…I'm…proud…of you…Scott…" she cringed. "Now…I'm going to shut up before I gag from the mushiness…"

"Yeah, same here."

"That's my boy," she said as she left his room. Not long afterwards, Billy entered. "Hey, son! How's it going? I just talked with your sister and she told me you told her to not worry about Cindy. I'm proud of you, son!" he yelled, hugging and squeezing the life out of Scott.

"You…can…let…go…now," Scott gasped.

Billy chuckled and left. "Goodnight, son."

"Goodnight," Scott said. 'How the heck am I that guy's son?' he found himself thinking.

Suddenly, Grim entered.

"I really need a 'No Visitors' sign on my door, don't I?"

"Eh, it won't work," Grim said. "Trust me. Besides, I'm only here to wish you 'goodnight'."

"Hey, Grim?"

"Yeah?"

"Remember earlier what Cindy's mom said? What did she mean that Mom wanted to enslave the earth?"

Grim sighed. "Your mother was, believe it or not, a powerful, sadistic, psychotic, cynical little girl at your age. She always wanted to be an invincible, immortal, unfeeling ruler of all tings, but all dat changed when she realized her feelings for your father."

"Sounds to me like she didn't make a good decision."

Grim smiled. "I tink she made a great decision. Now, go to sleep, mon," he said, leaving.

Scott yawned and was about to sleep when Penelope entered. "Oh, come on!"

Penelope walked up to Scott's bed. "Thanks, Scott."

"Don't mention it. Ever. Now go to bed, Penelope," he yawned. "I'm tired."

Penelope giggled. "Okay, big brother!" Then she left.

Scott sighed. "Finally! Now to get some sleep." He put his hands on his temples. "Note to self: Get a 'No Visitors' sign for door. Also, try not to talk to yourself like this and try not to parody 'Dirty Work' anymore…"

-X-

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The movie is called "Dirty Work", right? If it's not, then my bad. Also, I know this chapter is short. Live with it.