New story! :) Xx remember, if you are gonna act like a bitchy snowflakes if there's misspelled or grammar-error, shut up. Cause I ain't gonna deal with your crap.
The bad boys T-Birds were at the autoshop, working on their baby, Greased Lightnin'. "Hey Putz, can you go grab some more tools?" Kenickie asked his youngest best friend.
"You got it Kenicks!" Putzie said running over to the tools-shed.
But the tools box was in the top shelfs.
"Why do those idiots always put it up high?" Putzie mutters to himself.
"Hey Putz, how about those tools!" Kenickie yelled.
"I'm coming!" Putzie yelled back.
He stood on the lower shelf and reach for the high shelf, but ending up snatching the tools box making him miss his steps and having him landing on his back, banging his head on the ground as the tools box landed right on his face.
"Putzie!" Danny screamed as they all ran to his side. "Putzie?" But Putzie wasn't waking up. "Wake up you little idiot!" Danny said, fearing the worst and Mrs. Murdock came back with a wet paper to wipe the blood on Putzie's head.
"Mmm…" Putzie moaned.
The guys and Mrs. Murdock sigh of relief.
"Putzie, buddy you ok kiddo?" Danny asked.
Putzie sits up holding his head as Danny puts his hand on shoulder.
"Yeah, but can I ask you a question?" Putzie asks.
"Sure little buddy." Doody said.
"Who are you guys and why are you calling me Putzie?" Putzie asked.
The guys and Mrs. Murdock looked at each other in shocked and horrid, Putzie might have Amnesia.