Woody entered the hideous house of his enemy as cautiously and stealthily as possible. After his cowboyish dance gesture to the audience, he first heard footsteps from the kitchen so he looked through the keyhole to see what Roger was up to. The old loaf was finished eating a slice of pie with some whip cream on it. After licking his fingers, he took another slice to heat it up in the microwave. He was mostly going to repeat until he gets fatter than he already was.
The prankster moved on to the bathroom and looked around. He found some hair restorer from the medicine cabinet.
'So that's how Rottweiler got his eyebrow back!' he thought.
There was also a can of shaving cream in there. There were also the two bottles on the washbasin from earlier, which turned out to be a deodorant and an aftershave. It didn't took too long for Woody to figure out what to do with them. He first opened the bottle of aftershave and poured the superglue into it, he did it carefully so nothing gets on his hands.
'Now Rottweiler will experience the infamous scene from the movie "Home Alone"!' he thought while snickering quietly.
Then he did the same with the hair restorer on the deodorant. It's now the first deodorant that not only fights stench but baldness too!
Woody remembered his own plan about ruining the pie. That thought followed by how the fatso was putting large amounts of whipped cream a little earlier. Which is why the can of shaving cream would be useful to him so he took it. After all, both the shaving and whipped cream look eerily similar to each other. He exited the bathroom and went down the hallway. On the wall was hanging the picture of Roger's mother. The prankster pulled out the black marker he brought from his pocket then scribbled a big grinning face. Now the picture definitely looked way less terrifying.
'I could be more creative. Oh well, I don't have time for it now.' he thought to himself.
And he was right, he immediately heard steps coming from the kitchen. Quickly, he went to the living room to avoid his grumpy neighbour. In there he decided to watch the fat man's reaction through the keyhole. Roger walked through the hall, still dreaming about "his" pie with eyes closed. But of course, that would have to wait because he needed to shave himself. He then stopped in the middle of the hall only to look at the plant standing near the wardrobe. He came to it and took a deep smell.
"My lovely Susie, you are so beautiful today."
This only confused Woody on a new level. How could he not notice his lovely mother mocked by black scrawl? Is he that blind? And did he really name his only nice plant Susie? There was no time to find the answer for these questions, Woody thought that the old neighbour will notice his little artwork sooner or later. While he was stuck in his mind, Roger continued with talking to a mute friend of his.
"I'll also smell with beauty and aroma like you. Just wait here and you'll see."
Woody only rolled his eyes.
'Yeah, good luck with the fight against your pungent body odour!'
He couldn't stand the nonsensical talk anymore, so he moved on to the kitchen. Roger happily walked to the bathroom. Then he began shaving his barely-existent beard. After he was finished, he slapped on some aftershave... or so he thought it was, because his hands got glued to his wrinkled cheeks. Roger tried to get them unstuck by pulling his hands always. But instead, he ended up looking incredibly ridiculous, especially with his cheeks being overly stretched and with an expression that was a mix between frightened and surprised.
When he finally did it, but because he unstuck himself too suddenly and violently, he shouted from pain. The old idiot then out of rage slams his hands on the sink while completely forgetting that they still had some superglue on them. So obviously he got himself in another sticky situation. Because of that, the idiot screamed thunderously loud and continuously. The scream reached every room in the house.
'Go ahead and continue to scream, it's a music to everyone's ears!' Woody thought as he was switching the can of whipped cream with the one with shaving cream 'But no worries, neighbour... you'll get a slice of pie with shaving cream! Because what's good for the skin must be good for the stomach as well.'
Afterwards, Woody looked in the fridge hoping to at least find an egg for ruining the microwave again.
"We're out of eggs, what else could go in there?" he asked himself out loud knowing that his neighbour won't hear him.
At that moment, he noticed there was an aluminum foil dispenser and that gave him a plan. He grabbed some aluminum foil and put it in the microwave.
'The microwave looks set for some indoor lighting.' he thought.
Meanwhile, Roger had just put some "deodorant" on both of his armpits. To his surprise a large amount of hair grew out of them only in mere seconds. His eyes popped out of shock that they almost fell off his head. He then furiously yelled different kinds of swears he knew!
After he let out most of his wrath to the point of near exhaustion, he had to shave his armpits to have them like before. Then the old glutton considered getting some pie again to fully calm his nerves. Eventually in the hall he noticed the scribbled picture of his mother. It took him only a second to be more than incredibly furious. Even exhaustion couldn't fully stop him to unleash his full wrath.
"Who or what dared to mock my dear momma?!" the old glutton yelled, while flailing his arms around like a lunatic... not that he already wasn't one.
So enraged Roger ran to the chest of drawers to search for a cloth. Then after he found one, he went to wipe off the marker ink from the picture. It certainly looked better when it was scribbled...
Roger continued walking to the kitchen, fully unaware of what really awaited him there. Once he was there, he took a slice of pie and put it in the microwave. At the same time, Woody was in the living room watching through a keyhole. The prankster was glad that his mean neighbour was not only stupid and partially blind... but also partially deaf. Because the foil would obviously make some sort of sound, yet the idiot couldn't notice it. The old loaf turned the microwave on. After mere seconds, the foil first let out some bright sparks. But he didn't notice them either, because he was too busy waiting for the treat. Eventually, the kitchen appliance broke - it was useless now.
Out of overflowing anger, he lifted it up and threw it on the floor while Woody was still watching the scene and trying his best not to burst into laughter. His gluttonous neighbour had forgotten that the pie was still in the broken kitchen appliance. When he remembered that, he got really frustrated and tried to get it out. The neighbour managed to do that, but wasn't sure what to do with the broken thing. For now, he simply wanted to enjoy the treat. And to him, it was better with some cream. However, it surely wasn't whipped cream like he expected. Because after Roger ate the whole slice in one nom, he coughed forcibly out of disgust and fell on the floor. That's what he gets for being so greedy!
After the well done job of Woody, he ended the episode with his gesture to the audience. Then he stealthily walked to the main door. When he left the house, he immediately noticed Shelly outside just looking at birds on a tree near her house. Quickly, he jumped over the hedge on his yard to avoid suspicion. It didn't take long for Shelly finally noticing her friend.
"Hello, Woody!" she smiled at him.
"Hello..." he replied trying to sound normal after small acrobatics and smiling back.
"Umm... How is your friend doing?" she asked sheepishly.
"Friend?" Woody was confused at first, that was until he realized he told her a lie before shooting "Oh yeah! He... he is doing great! He had other things to do so I left him earlier than planned."
"I see. I heard Mr. Rottweiler yelling angrily again. I couldn't understand what exactly he was yelling."
Woody felt like telling her all the funny stuff he did to his neighbour, but he knew that would sound too suspicious. Both faces turned to Roger's front door where he himself kicked his own microwave out of the house. Shelly got confused.
"He broke his own microwave?" she whispered quietly to her friend.
"Heheh, I witnessed that when I got home." started Woody also whispering.
Before the next sentence, he checked if the fat neighbour wasn't looking at them.
"Get this: he wanted to heat up his pie while it was still in an aluminium foil."
"What a misfortune." giggled Shelly while covering her cheerful smile.
"I would say silliness." corrected her Woody.
Roger then went inside again.
"Could you help me with something, please?" asked Shelly in normal volume again.
"Sure, anything for you."
"I was sorting my brushes for painting... and then I saw a wasp..." she slightly shivered from fear only from the mere mention of the small evil insect.
"It's still in your house?"
"Not really... I dropped one of my brushes when I saw it. Now I can't find it..."
"I can help you with that." he accepted and followed Shelly into her house.
He already knew the crew was already packing and they would figure out that he didn't plan to go home. Before he went inside, he looked back one more time only to notice Roger spying on them from his window. He recognized his jealous expression from the day when he celebrated his birthday and happened to come across the two. Roger quickly hid himself once he realized he got spotted. Woody only smiled and went to help Shelly. In his thoughts he imagined himself as a hero fighting against the old evil monster.
'Typical Rottweiler. Making a lot of noise, messing up yards and yelling at people, only to become grumpy and unlikeable. But I showed him what bullying means. Even the audience will see what a cruel and silly man Rottweiler really is. And he knows nothing. I serve justice in the neighbourhood by giving that rotten bald-head what he deserves.'
