Click! Click! Zak continued to press the button on the remote to change to a different channel. Fiskerton only got seconds to see what was on each channel, but with over 2,000 channels, there was many things to see. "Gah, there is nothing on!" Zak proclaimed, and threw the remote at the television, making the channel change once again. "Just reruns and shows I will never watch."

Fiskerton began to scold Zak about how there is plenty things to watch on television. That is, until he realized that Zak had dropped the remote. "TV!" Fiskerton growled, and took the remote from where it had fallen. He clicked it to the usual channel and sat back on the coach.

"Hey! Give that back!" Zak argued, trying to get it away from the lemurian. Then a commercial popped onto the screen with a hypnotic black-and-white swirl.

"Greetings and bienvenue." Argost's voice boomed from the high definition stereos.

"Oh great, another Weird World commercial." Zak grumbled. "Fisk, would you change the channel now?" But the lemurian just sat there, with the remote still tightly held. "Fisk?"

Fiskerton began to mumble something, and Zak soon realized that the lemurian was actually watching the commercial intently.

"Fi—?"

"Argost lives!" Fiskerton suddenly shouted, his arms flying up in the air.

"The same commercial? Ugh, when will Argost decide to use some of his large amount of money to make a commercial that does not try to make all its viewers say 'Argost lives?'" Zak complained.

"Argost lives!" Fiskerton echoed, repeating the same thing as the first time.

"So far, it's only worked on cat and monkeys." Zak said aloud, and realized what he had just said. "Oh, so that's the point of airing that commercial over and over." So he clicked off the TV. "There. Yo Fisk, what do you think now?"

"Argost lives!" Fiskerton exclaimed, raising his arms in the air. Zak fell over in shock.

"I'm going to go bother Mom and Dad about this. You won't go anywhere, will you?"

"Argost lives!"

"Yeah, I know that." Zak muttered, walking out of the television room.

"Hey sweetie, what are you doing out here? You normally sleep in or watch television on Sundays." Drew noted.

"TV's the problem. Argost has been airing a commercial to hypnotize Fisk into yelling Argost lives." Zak explained.

"Argost lives!" Fiskerton repeated, loud enough for it to be heard over to the kitchen.

"Well, I don't exactly see the point of that." Drew cocked her head. "It'll wear off eventually. Just watch him and make sure it doesn't worsen to being 'Argost rules.'"

"I guess." Zak sighed. "But I feel like something very bad is going to happen now."

"Call me if you need any help." Drew advised him.

"Argost lives!"

"Yes, I know Fisk." Zak breathed. It was already 4pm. "Will you just stop saying that so I can go have lunch?"

"Argost…" Fiskerton began.

"Ugh, I shouldn't have wasted my breath saying that."

"Greetings and bienvenue, young-." Argost, who had gotten in through the window, announced his presence, but was cut off by Zak.

"Oh shut it. You already made my life horrible by that." Zak pointed to Fiskerton.

"Oh yes. A clever idea, hmm?" Argost intrigued.

"Yeah, clever to annoy me." Zak sighed. He fumbled around his belt for the Claw. "What do you want with me now?"

"To invite you to the end." Argost laughed, and handed Zak an invitation. "You should obviously recognize that date."

"Argost lives!" Fiskerton proclaimed.

"How obnoxious. Good thing I am not you." Argost scowled, and jumped through the open window.

"Zak, Zak!" Drew shouted, bursting through the door. "I thought I just heard Argost in here!"

"You did." Zak answered, his voice full of mixed emotions.

"Zak, honey, what is that in your hand?" Drew wondered.

"Argost lives!" Fiskerton yelled for the last time.

"Yep. Definitely obnoxious." Zak sighed. Then he looked back to the invitation. "This? This is an invite to Argost's mansion in 6 months."

Yes, exactly six months. December 21, 2012. 1: Mayan end of the world. 2: Amy Argost's Birthday.