Disclaimer: I own Scott, Penelope, and a character to be named in this chapter, even though I could care less about the latter. Everything else is owned by Adam Burton.
-4-
"Get up, mon," Grim said as he woke Scott up. "See, dis is what happens when you break your alarm clock."
Scott woke up drowsily. "I guess alarm clocks are useful after all, huh?"
"No, dey still are horrible tings. I don't know why people insist on using dem."
-X-
"Now class, today we will learn about the new renewable energy used in cars and blah blah blah…" Ms. Butterbean said. "Why am I still working here? Anyways, just copy what's on the board and let me sleep." She went out like a light.
The very second she did, a spit wad hit Penelope in the back of the head.
Scott saw this and looked behind her. "Greps, what the heck is wrong with you? Stop that!"
(AUTHOR'S NOTE: As you can see, I'm not the best when it comes to coming up with clever names…but if you want to know who Greps' dad is, say his name backwards)
"And why should I, nerd?"
Scott slowly walked up behind Greps and gave him a wedgie. "Now, quit bothering my sister."
"Ah! …Dude…that's your sister?" Greps strained, still wincing from the wedgie. "She don't…look nothin'…like you."
"Well, if you'd look at our parents you'd understand. Now please leave my sister alone, and we won't have any problems…" Then he walked back to his seat, along the way telling Penelope: "You owe me one."
Penelope just giggled.
-X-
"…and then, he told me that I owe him one," Penelope said to Billy, Mandy, and Grim after school.
Mandy looked at Scott warily. "Are you sure you're my son?"
Scott shrugged. "I look like you, don't I?"
Billy looked at Mandy curiously. "Uh…you used to help me out and stuff a lot too, you know."
"Yeah, but most of the time it was for my benefit," Mandy said. "And it sure wasn't done two days in a row either."
"Eh, I guess you're right."
-X-
The next day it was the weekend and no one had anything better to do, so the family (and Grim) went on a picnic.
"Boy, does this bring back stupid memories," Mandy said.
Billy chuckled. "Yeah! Really stupid memories!"
"All your memories are stupid, Billy," Grim said, which resulted in a punch from Mandy. "Ow! C'mon! Don't tell me you weren't tinking the exact same ting! Ugh…so, who wants a mystery sandwich?"
Scott inspected the sandwich in question. "Is that a tentacle in there?"
"When I say dis is a mystery sandwich, I mean it."
"Hey Grim," Penelope said, "tell us again how you met Mom and Dad."
"Uh…" Grim gulped as he looked at the two intrigued parents.
"Yeah, Grim. Tell us," Mandy said, glaring at the skeleton.
"Uh…" Grim repeated. Two years ago he told Scott and Penelope a bogus story involving a rigged pizza eating contest, hoping it would be less humiliating. "Uh…who wants a mystery sandwich? Heh heh…"
-X-
And now a little epilogue by Scott and Penelope for your reading pleasure:
"Hi, I'm Scott."
"And I'm Penelope!"
"Now, for all we know, you think this story sucked. Who knows?"
"I don't."
"Anyways, when the guy that wrote this stuff gets new ideas, we may have better adventures, and if you guys have any ideas…then dang! Feel free to share! This guy needs all the help he can get…"
"Yeah! …Now what?"
"Uh…we gotta finish this story somehow. Keep them excited and full of childhood wonder so they can give this guy some ideas. Or, they could steal the idea as a whole. What's the guy gonna do? He lives in Wisconsin. Wisconsin! No one cares about Wisconsin!"
"What's Wisconsin?"
"See? Anyways, ignore all that and…uh…see you next time…maybe…"
"Bye!"
"Wow…that ending sucked."
"Yep."
"Well, maybe the story didn't suck and people will still love us."
"What if they don't?"
"Then that's their problem. Wait…is…is that camera still on? Turn…turn it off, Grim."
"Heh heh…sorry… Dis was just too much fun…" (The screen then goes to static)