Chapter Twenty Six

(Hey, y'all!

I'm sorry that it took so long for me to publish this chapter.

So many things have been happening and I got way too occupied with so much stuff that I got distracted.

I am going to do my best to update this story whenever the opportunity is given to me.

Hope that y'all enjoy this story!

-imaginarytoon1)

YEN SID'S NARRATION VOICE:

By the time it was eleven thirty in the evening, Javier was asleep.

Agapito, on the other hand, was still awake.

So many things were on his mind.

The small part was on his mind but going to sleep was the main thing that he was thinking about. Agapito knew what sleeping was because Javier explained it to him at some point while he was getting ready to go to sleep.

Hmm.

"Sleeping," Javier said earlier, "is not like how I am right now. I am awake and when you're awake, you're moving around. You talk, you laugh, you cry, you walk, you run, you jump, you…do a lot of other things. Sleeping, on the other hand, is the opposite. You don't move around as much and your eyes are closed. You don't laugh, smile, talk, or anything like that when you're asleep. When you sleep, you are slowly refreshing yourself when you sleep. 'Refresh' means that you are giving yourself some time to rest."

There is another definition for that…but keep going.

Well, unfortunately for Agapito, he had been alive for a few hours so sleep was fairly new to him. He tried closing his eyes for five minutes (because that's how long it took for Javier to fall asleep) but nothing happened. Since he couldn't fall asleep, he spent the night reading his scripted part and a thick translating dictionary.

Reading the words from the dictionary was like a bowl of alphabet soup to Agapito's mind. One by one, word by word, English to Spanish, and Spanish to English, Agapito absorbed the words and meanings like a sponge soaking up water. After every four words, the quiet weasel would feel like he was experiencing a headache with no pain.

Heh, heh, heh. A lot of people would feel that when they're studying or reading really hard. I felt that feeling when I started reading books for the first time in my life.

When it was three o'clock in the morning—

Oh, my.

—Agapito finally fell asleep.

Do Toons dream after their first day of being alive?

Unlike humans and Toons who have been alive for a while, Agapito didn't dream that night. Because of him being alive for a short period of time, Agapito couldn't dream due to his mind not being fully developed yet. On that night, all that occupied the toon weasel's mind was a type of pitch black darkness that somehow provided him sleep, relaxation, and moderate comfort.

Oh, so it's like one of those times when someone falls asleep but they don't remember doing that until they wake up. Right?

...

And why on Earth is there a movie playing loudly in the living room?

….

Beatrice:

I stopped the movie projector and walked back to where I came in.

"Could it be possible that Dad is taking a break from his writing and decided to watch a movie?" I mumbled to myself. "But then again, when was the last time Dad watched a movie with the volume turned up too loudly?"

Using my telekinesis, I opened the attic door and unfolded the ladder. I, then, began to use telekinetic flight to exit the attic. When my feet were really close to the floor, I used my power to fold the attic ladder back up and close the door quietly.

After I allowed myself to stand on the floor, I quietly walked to the living room as the volume grew louder and louder after every step. I even recognized what was playing on the living room television. It's a movie that I haven't watched in a while…and never plan on watching again…even if it was the last movie on Earth.

It's Stephen King's Children of the Corn.

Now why did Dad choose to watch that movie…out of all of the movies that we have in the living room?

"Duh, Psycho, why did you pick this movie?"

Psycho and Stupid are in the house? Why are they here? To visit me and Tommy? To watch a movie that they have never seen before?

"I thought that it was about children dancing in a cornfield." Psycho whimpered.

I snorted and quickly covered my nose and mouth with my hands to prevent myself from laughing out loud.

That's not what Children of the Corn is about! I thought.

Fortunately, Psycho and Stupid didn't hear me laughing. Unfortunately, Dad's fully aware of the movie playing in the living room with a very high volume.

"TOMMY!" I heard my dad exclaim. "BEATRICE! Either one of you, please turn down the volume or turn off the TV!"

Knowing that my dad cannot see, hear, and communicate with Toons like me and Tommy, I had to be the one to control the TV volume…and choice of movie. With the help of my telekinesis, I allowed myself to float towards the living room ceiling like the gravity was acting up. As this was happening, Psycho and Stupid didn't even turn their heads or even sensed my presence. When my head touched the ceiling, I allowed myself to pin my back, legs, arms, and hands on it, making myself feel like a spy on a secret mission. Then, I aimed my eyes at the TV remote and used my telekinesis to press the MUTE button.

That action caused Psycho and Stupid to jump with surprise.

"Duh, what just happened to the TV?!" Stupid exclaimed.

"I don't know!" Psycho replied.

Then, I used my power to eject the movie out of VHS tape slot (Yes, our movie player is a combination of a VHS and DVD player.) and slid it back into its case.

"THIS HOUSE IS HAUNTED!" Psycho exclaimed and started to bounce off the walls (not literally).

His sudden exclamation almost made me drop down from the ceiling. Thankfully, because of the greater amount of practice of my powers, I kept myself pinned on the ceiling.

Then, a silly idea popped into my head.

"Lower your voice and calm yourself, little weasel." I said in my best ghostly voice.

Stupid gasped and Psycho dropped down to the couch in shock.

"Did you hear that, Psycho?" Stupid asked.

"It's a ghost." Psycho replied in whispered.

"Listen up, you two." I continued in my ghostly voice. "There are people in this house who wish to have a quiet evening. Please pick a movie with less screaming and horror."

"BUT WHAT MOVIE SHOULD WE WATCH?" Psycho and Stupid asked in unison.

I chuckled quietly.

"Watch The Wizard of Oz." I then replied. "And watch it with the TV on a low volume. Can you two be good for me and the others in this house by doing those two things?"

"Duh, yes." Stupid said.

"Any-Any-Anything else?" Psycho asked nervously.

"While you're moving, grab me a bag of ranch-flavored rice cakes…and a great big bottle of Dr. Pepper." I said, really enjoying everything that I'm doing.

That's when Stupid finally noticed me.

"Duh, what are you doing up there, Beatrice?" He asked.

I laughed and peeled myself off the ceiling.

"Just testing out my powers." I replied as I made my way down to the floor. "I was even just teasing you and Psycho about the whole ghost thing."

"Really?" Psycho asked.

"Really."

He sighed with relief.

"Did Greasy tell you anything?" Stupid asked.

"About what?" I asked back.

"About…something…that I can't…remember."

Then, Stupid made a face and…started to think really hard…which eventually led him to just…stare out into space.

That was when Psycho spoke up.

"Greasy told me to tell you something, Pretty Girly." He said. "He gave me a sheet of paper to help me remember."

Then, Psycho reached into the collar of his straightjacket and took out a crumbled up sheet of paper. He handed it to me after he unwrinkled it a little bit. After I grabbed the sheet of paper, I unwrinkled it, flattened it, and read it.

The sheet of paper said,

Hello, Beatrice.

I hope that you are having a wonderful evening because I have something great to tell you.

Oh, really? I wonder what that could be.

Some Toons invited everyone in the Toon Patrol to this place in Toon Town where Toons talk and dance. That place is called 'The Jitterbug' and it's a pretty popular dance club in Toon Town. Wheezy is thinking about inviting Cressida so that, if you would like to join us, you wouldn't be the only girl in the group. Your brother, Tommy, can join us if he's not too busy.

Our group is supposed to go The Jitterbug on Friday around 7:30 PM.

If you plan to come, please bring seventy-five cents.

I wish that I could tell you everything in person but Smarty and I are currently stuck with some unfinished paper. Once I have the time, I will come by your house and we can talk.

Take your time to think and give me a response.

¡Buenas noches!

-GREASY

Oh, my goodness. Greasy is inviting me to a dance club.

This is actually the first time a boy invited me to a dance.

…I'm not going to make my decision right now. I have to watch a little bit more of Greasy's memories tonight and think about the invitation.

The question is, how am I going to watch Greasy's memories tonight without Psycho and/or Stupid finding out?

I folded up the paper and looked at Psycho.

"Do you know when Greasy is going to come over here?" I asked him.

"Tomorrow morning, Pretty Girly." Psycho replied and giggled.

Oh, good. I thought. That'll give me enough time to think about Greasy's invitation.

"Okay, Psycho." I replied. "You and Stupid tell Greasy that I'm going to think about his invitation tonight and give him my decision in the morning. Can you two do that for me?"

"Duh, sure, Beatrice!" Stupid replied.

"Yeah!" Psycho exclaimed happily.

"Thanks, you two." I said. "Well, I better get ready for bed. I think that it's time for you two to do the same."

"Aw, you're right." Stupid said with a little bit of sadness in his voice.

"That's true." Psycho added.

"Don't sound sad, you guys." I said. "Y'all are always welcome to come back here. Despite of that, it's very important for all of us to get enough sleep that we can be refreshed for the next day."

Psycho nodded his head in agreement.

"Okay, Beatrice." Stupid replied.

"Thank you." I said. "Good night, you two."

Psycho giggled.

"Good night, Pretty Girly!" He replied.

"Duh, yeah, good night!" Stupid added.

"See you tomorrow!" The two weasels said almost in unison.

I chuckled and replied,

"Same here."

Then, I walked out of the living room…like I was walking my way towards my bedroom. After walking away from the living room entrance, I looked behind me to see if the coast was clear. To my relief, I watched Psycho and Stupid walking to the front door without noticing me. I immediately used my telekinetic power to lift myself up to the attic door.

Thank goodness that Stupid and Psycho are not following me right now. I thought as I quickly and quietly opened the attic door.

Almost like a snake, I slithered into the attic when there was enough space between the attic and the door. As soon as my body touched the floor of the attic, I telekinetically pulled the door closed like it had an invisible string.

"There we go." I said to myself out loud.

I got back on my feet and walked over to the movie projector…before playing it to where I left off earlier.

….

YEN SID'S NARRATION VOICE:

"Agapito!"

The sleepy toon weasel slowly came back to reality after spending some time succumbing to relaxation.

"Agapito, wake up!"

After hearing Javier talking to him, Agapito opened his eyes and looked at his creator in confusion.

"I'm sorry to wake you up like this but we have to get you to the auditions!" Javier exclaimed. "If we don't make it on time, then some toon weasel is going to take your place in the Disney movie!"

Agapito sat up and watched his creator run out of the room. Then, a few seconds later, Javier came back with a comb in his hands, surprising the toon weasel as soon as the teeth came in contact with his greasy hair.

Wow. Javier's really in a rush.

A couple of minutes later, Agapito was flapping in the wind like the American flag on a windy day, due to Javier grabbing his hand and running down the street at a fast pace. Along the way, Agapito would watch his creator almost run into somebody.

"Sorry!" Javier would exclaim. "Pardon us! Excuse me!"

Wouldn't it be easier for Javier to just take the Red Car? That way, he wouldn't run into anybody. But…then again, the 1940s was another time of discrimination…for both Toons and humans.

The people who were passing by gave the Toon and human their own reactions. Some of them looked surprised and some were giving Javier and Agapito looks that were practically saying, "Watch where you're going, you two!" But because of being in a rush, Javier's attention wasn't focused on the people who were passing by him and Agapito. He was too focused on getting his toon weasel to the audition for The Wind in the Willows. In fact, Javier was so focused on the audition that he didn't even notice that he stepped on a piece of gum that was stuck to the sidewalk.

He was really that focused on showing up to the audition on time.

A lot of people are like that when they're focused on just one thing instead the world around them.

Javier gasped in surprise when he saw what he had been focusing on since Agapito's creation.

"That's it!" He exclaimed. "Oh Dios mío, we're right on time, Agapito!"

It was a small building with a big sign on the wall. The sign had TBH RADIO STATION painted on it with a bunch of tiny words at the bottom of the bold letters. The big rectangular window on the left side of the sign had a sheet of paper taped onto it. On that sheet of paper, it had TOON WEASEL AUDITIONS: OCTOBER 3rd, 8 AM-5 PM! ALL WEASELS MUST HAVE THEIR LINES MEMORIZED! in bold letters.

"Thank goodness that it's seven-fifteen in the morning, Agapito!" Javier exclaimed with excitement. "We're the first ones to show up and the audition should be as simple as one, two, three for you!"

I thought that he was going to show up at a much earlier time. I have actually known some people who would actually camp out at a certain place so that they wouldn't have to worry about waiting too long in a line.

Javier stopped running and allowed Agapito to finally stand on the sidewalk of the radio station. Unfortunately, because of how long he was left in the air, Agapito felt his legs wobble like his leg muscles were replaced with spaghetti.

Try shaking them a little bit, Greasy. Sometimes that helps with the wobbly feeling.

Javier took out the same comb that he used earlier and combed Agapito's hair again, smoothing it out.

"You're going to do great, Agapito." He said. "All that you have to do is say your line as soon as you step into the building. Just say your line and you're done. Buena suerte mi amigo."

When the toon weasel's hair looked smooth enough to his creator, Javier grabbed Agapito's hand and they both walked towards the entrance of the building. Whoa! Where did the man with the thin black mustache come from?

The human and his toon weasel didn't walk more than six steps when a man with a thin black mustache took the audition notice sign off the window. Then, the man walked out of the building and towards Agapito and Javier.

"Can I help you two with something?" He asked as the duo stopped walking.

"We're here for the auditions." Javier replied. "I brought my toon weasel with me and he's ready to audition for you…if you're the one in charge of the auditioning."

Or you're forcing him to audition so that you can get some money just for showing up.

"Young man, I'm afraid that I have some bad news." The man said. "I hate to say this that the auditions are no longer taking place here."

HUH?!

"What?!" Javier exclaimed as Agapito looked up at him with confusion and surprise. "¡¿Como puede ser?! The sign said that—"

"Yes but because of the war," The man began to explain, "Mr. Disney himself had to stop the production for The Wind in the Willows. Since that's happening, the auditions for toon weasels parts are put on hold until further notice."

That was one of the common things to do during the times of World War II.

"But why today?" Javier exclaimed again. "I remembered the date and made sure that my weasel memorized his lines…"

Or "that one line", you moron.

"Well, I'm sorry, young man. You have to understand that in desperate times, some desperate acts have to happen. Your weasel is not going to audition today and that's final."

Ouch.