Disclaimer: I do not own KND- but if I did, I'd make my favorite fics into episodes! YOU HEAR THAT MR. WARBURTON? IF YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A NEW OWNER, I HAVE SOME SCRIPTS READY TO GO! AAAAAGH!*ahem* back to the story.
Fanny woke up that morning to the smell of blueberry pancakes. She slid downstairs where I was flipping pancakes off a griddle. Her brothers were already sitting down. She joined them.
"Celebration pancakes!" I called out, and served them up. I poured even more batter, flipping the pancakes higher and higher, amusing everyone. They flew through the air, always landing on the griddle perfectly. Shawnee was giggling insanely, and Fanny and Patty were watching wide-eyed. I knew we would never be able to eat this many pancakes, but I kept going. Suddenly the one I had flung into the air stuck to the ceiling. We stared at it for a moment, then laughed. I sat down and served myself up some pancakes. We were laughing and talking. Shawnee spilled the syrup and we laughed. The pancake that had stuck to the ceiling fell on Patty's head and we laughed. Fanny did a spit take after a joke, spraying milk everywhere, and we laughed. Now that we were sure everything was going to be okay, everyone was laughing.
The siblings went up to their rooms to get dressed. As I was mopping up the syrup from the table, I heard gasping coming from the bedroom. I turned and looked. Something didn't seem right. I listened. Other than the gasping, it was silent. Too silent. No machine hum.
I dashed into the bedroom, slamming the door. Mr. Boss was lying on the bed, twitching, gasping, eyes wide open but not seeming to be aware of anything that was going on around him. I rushed to the machine. It wasn't lit up. The machine wasn't working, and Mr. Boss wasn't breathing. Something was wrong with the machine or something. I tried pressing some buttons, but nothing was working. Fanny and Patty rushed into the room, Shawnee trailing behind them.
"WE HEARD A DOOR SLAM, WHAT'S GOING ON?" Patty screamed.
"DADDY!" Fanny screamed even louder.
"He's not breathing! Something's wrong with the machine!" I said, frantically pushing things never meant to be pushed and twisting things never meant to be twisted. "Patty! Call someone for help!"
"Like who?"
"LIKE I DON'T KNOW, JUST THINK OF SOMEONE!" I said, more frantically now. Mr. Boss was turning red, frantically gasping for air. Shawnee poked something on the machine, obviously trying to help, but the machine zapped him lightly.
"OW!"
"DON'T TOUCH THAT!"
"WELL I DON'T KNOW WHAT NOT TO TOUCH!"
"DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!" Fanny was screaming over and over, gripping her father's hand.
Something landed outside. In a few seconds Patty was directing in people I didn't know who they were because I was looking at the machine.
"Alright what's going- OH COME ON!"
GAAAH! I am evil aren't I! Next chap coming soon!
