In San Diego, was Drake, a young teenager that was sitting with Josh, his older brother and Megan, his younger sister. Their mother Audrey was driving the car back home. "Boys," she sighed. "I can't believe that you tied Walter and left him like that." Drake was trying a little hard to come up with an excuse, and he didn't know what to say.

"It was a mistake mom." said Josh.

"And besides, he... kind of deserved it for getting us hooked up with a crazy killer and his buddies." said Drake.

"I told you, i'm sorry if that happened. Look, we'll talk about it when we get home. Did you at least have a good dinner?"

Drake patted his belly, and he said: "yeah, and the ice cream was good too."

"I wish that you guys would have been there longer." said Megan. "I mean, it still would have done good to you guys, and me."

"Oh clam it, Megan."

"Sorry boob." the girl replied. They all arrived home, and the sound of some clattering and clanging was heard, and the boys suddenly remembered that Walter was still trying to get out of the closet.

Josh then said: "Come on, Drake. Dad needs our help."

"Alright." they rushed to the closet where they locked him up at, and pulled the tape out of his mouth and got the rope off his wrists. "You okay, Walter?"

"Okay?!" said the dad in anger. "Does this look like I am okay?! You locked me here in the closet!"

"We had to get the bad guys out of the house and keep you safe, dad." Josh said

"Bad guys? What bad guys?"

"We'll explain in the living room."

The father just looked at them angrily and Audrey was in the living room with Megan watching TV with her. Walter stormed in the bedroom and sat in the recliner chair he liked to sit in. "Now, what was that all about?"

Drake and Josh then explained the whole story to Walter and tried to help him understand the situation before. "Okay, I see. Maybe the program was a bad idea."

"You think, Walter?" said Drake. "You knew this would happen! I knew you would make us scared to death!"

"Drake, come down." said Josh.

"No, he put us in Jail. I'm tired of holding this back! Do you have any idea what we've been through because of you?"

"I didn't put you boys in jail!" said Walter. "me and your mother just wanted the best for you!"

"By putting us with a gang of crazy people?!" Drake countered. "I can't believe you did that."

"Look, I'm sorry if you were caught up in this." Walter sighed. "But, you still need to learn in your behavior. Now, for locking me in the closet, you boys are grounded for a whole month."

"What?!" said the boys in unison.

"You can't do that!"

"I'll tell you what I can't do. Trust that Steered Straight Program again!" Walter countered. "You boys will go through this program again, whether you like it or not."

Suddenly, a sharp pain erupted in his crotch. Drake had kicked him so hard in the groin that he was in great pain and he rolled his eyes backward in agony, and wailed a girlish scream while covering his crotch, falling to the right side. "DRAKE!" Audrey shouted in shock. She tended to her husband as he was doubling in pain and whimpering like a little girl.

Who would have thought that Drake would kicked him in the family jewels like that? It took everyone by surprise, even Megan. Without them noticing, she was snickering a little. "Dad!" Josh said. "Are you okay?"

"No!" Walter said in a high-pitch voice. "I am in such pain!"

Drake knew that he probably screwed up big time, and he knew he was gonna be in more trouble than he was before. "Drake, you're grounded for a month." he said to himself. "Okay, good night." then he rushed to his and Josh's bedroom. Audrey was too busy tending to Walter to be angry or berate Drake for doing such a stunt like that.

"Megan, go get a bag of ice for your father."

"'kay mom." then the girl rushed to the kitchen and looked in the room for ice.

"I am so sorry that Drake did that. I... I..."

"No no no, you didn't kick him. I know you wouldn't do that to your own father." Audrey noted. "But I think he might need some medical help."

"I'll call an ambulance." Josh said. He paged the paramedics and they got their in a matter of minutes. Meanwhile, in his room, Drake was thinking what he had done, and on the other hand, Walter and his mother did plan this ill-conceived program that they made him and Josh do, but, he didn't really consider Walter his real father before.

When the paramedics arrived, they tended to Walter and gave him a wheelchair. "Well, how is my dad?" Josh asked him.

"Well, whatever your brother did, he kicked him real hard." said the first paramedic.

"And he's missing one of is testicles, and he can't walk or stand upright from this. It will only worsen the pain and infection. All he has to do is stay in a couch and not really walk or run for say... one or two months."

"One or two months?" said Audrey. "But... he's the weatherman."

"Wait. Walter Nichols?" said the two paramedics. They looked at each other for a brief moment and they began laughing so hard, probably knowing of his ways of incorrectly telling the weather right most days. Audrey was very insulted, and she could not believe that these paramedics would even laugh at Walter in a time like this, especially at how injured he was.

"Really?" she said. "My husband is injured, and you laugh at him?"

"Forgive us ma'am." said the first paramedic. "But, he always gets the weather wrong. Anyway, just give him some ice and he will be fine. And, he will have to take painkillers every day too. He will take them for at least... one month before he can stop."

"Okay."

Josh looked mad, at Drake of course, and he stormed off to his bedroom to confront his own brother. He opened the door, and he saw Drake playing his guitar. "Drake,"

"Yeah josh."

He grabbed Drake's guitar and threw it on Drake's bed.

"Hey hey hey! Careful! do you know how much that thing costs?"

"You kicked my dad in the unmentionables!" Josh said in fury. "How can you do something so... lowdown!"

Drake was snickering and it was making his brother look irritated. "Sorry. Unmentionables? What kind of a word is that?"

Josh paused for a second and he said in a very threatening voice: "You die." And he tried killing his brother by trying to strangle him to death and it became a small brawl between one another. Of course, it wasn't really a fight, no - they were just slapping each other with their hands like they were a pair of bickering elderly sisters.

It was just then Audrey came in the bedroom door and halted the fighting. "ALRIGHT, THAT'S ENOUGH!" she yelled at them. It immediately got the two brothers to still fighting and looked at her. Audrey herself was looking at Drake with a rather angry look on her face. "Drake, I cannot believe you would do this to your father!"

"Hey, that steered straight thing was totally uncalled for!" Said Drake. "He probably deserved it after all we've been through. You, mom, aren't any better! What kind of parents would put them in a jail program that was so... so..."

"Ill-conceived?" Josh said

"Yeah! Exactly Josh."

"That's no excuse to just kick your own father where he is most vulnerable." Audrey argued.

"I think it does!" Drake shouted.

"Why can't you be more like Megan?"

"Like that will ever happen in a billion years. I can't believe you and that fat pig would even do this to hs!"

"Grr. That's it!" Audrey growled. "You are on lockdown for the next twenty-four hours! No guitar, no drums, no bongos, no Pear Pod, no computer, and no junk food!"

"Fine. I don't even want to see you right now."

"Oh ho ho, you're complaining? I do not want to see you right now either!"

Megan was in the room and recorded the argument with her camera on video.

Josh noticed this and he said: "Megan! Are you recording this?"

"Yeah, keep going. This I need to post on Splashface." The little girl said with her smile.

"Megan," Audrey said. "Out!" She sounded a little more fierce than how she would sound on her only daughter than before, and it scared her a little.

"Ok ok! I'll leave." Then she stroked out of the room to look at what she recorded with her camera. "Man!"

"Am I grounded?"

"No Josh, you didn't hurt your father like that. But you, Drake. You are so on lockdown tonight. I don't even want to hear you breath out of your room!"

"Fine."

Then Audrey stormed out of the room to help out with her husband with what Drake did to him.

"Drake, granted, I'm a little mad but, that could be dangerous." Said Josh. "Getting kicked like that hurts in every possible way."

"He's not my dad Josh." Drake countered. "He's my stepdad. My real dad is Derek Parker. He was one of the coolest dads ever and the best any kid can ever ask for."

"Well, why haven't you told me about him?"

"Because..." Drake zoomed into Josh's ear. "Because my mom hates him, and he wants nothing to do with him. Matter of fact, they never talk anymore since they got divorced. He was a man of music and... he's in jail."

"What? Why would your dad be in jail?"

"He... tackled Axl Rose."

"What? He straight up beat up the singer from Guns N' Rose's himself?"

"Yeah but... he's a jerk Josh."

"No argument. But still. This was one if the worst things you have ever done."

"Wake up, Josh!" Drake said. "He mare us go to Jail in this stupid program and put his in danger! This is all his fault!"

"Look. I hear you! But... I just need to think about this. I need to think." He went back downstairs to try and check on his dad again.

"And... I'm sorry I got you in trouble with the fake ID's and getting us arrested before." Drake called.

Josh paused for a moment and, he never thought he her Draje say that before. Sure, he heard Drake say he was sorry about everything when he disowned him for a short time, but he was especially touched that Drake apologized to him for that.

"Thank you Drake." He smiled.

He saw his father tending his hurt groin with a bag of frozen peas, along with some bagged cold meat and ice cubes. It was quite obvious that he was in excruciating pain.

"Dad, you okay?"

"What do you think, Josh?" Said the father. "Drake licked me in the thingamabob. Ah! Ow!"

"Anytjing I can do to help?"

"Yeah, can you please give me some of those ice blocks in the fridge, you know, ones that keep your food cold?"

"Oh. Gotcha." He went in the fridge and got at least four of those blocks out for Walter tonsoothe his wound. "Here you go, dad."

"Thanks son. Why can't Drake be more like you?"

"Look dad, I'm sorry he kicked you like that."

"No Josh." Walter sighed. "You don't have to apologize for anything." He looked at the ceiling with rage in his eyes. "It's not your fault." Walter gritted his teeth and he was obviously referring to Drake. "Let me tell you honey, I'm gonna kill him. I am going to kill him."

"Honey, calm down." Said Audrey.

"Calm down? Drake kicked me here! I'm inclined to a wheelchair because of him!"

"And I punished him. He is grounded for the rest of the night."

"That's it? When I get my hands on him, I'm gonna-! Ah!" He felt a small pain in his crotch again. "Oh forget it. I... just need to get some rest. Josh, Megan, can you please get me to bed?"

"Okay dad." Said Josh.

"I... don't think I can do that." Said Megan, trying to weasel her way out of this. "He's so big and-"

"Megan," said Audrey. "Go help your father."

"Fine. I'll help him." Both the siblings helped Walter up thr stairs and helped him relax on the bed. "And, can you please bring that comf stuff?"

"Yes Walter." Megam sighed.

The Next Morning

It was a morning in San Diego and Drake was the first to get up from his sleep and he went to wake Josh up. "Dude, wake up."

"What? What? I love you Oprah!" Josh mumbled in his sleep.

"What?"

"Man, I was having a very good dream about Oprah right now. I wish it was real."

"Well get up, Josh. It's morning."

"Okay okay, I'm up." Suddenly the door barge open and it was Audrey, who was still pretty mad at Drake. "Morning mom."

"Morning, Josh. Drake, come downstairs with me right now!"

"What for?"

"COME WITH ME!" Audrey sounded exasperated.

"Okay! Okay! I'm coming. Just chill out." He walked down the stairs and he saw Walter looking at him with great anger. "Oh, morning Walter."

"That's it? 'Morning Walter'?!" Said the dad.

"What happened to you?"

"Wha- what happened? You kicked me in the testicles so hard last night! If you don't remember it."

"Ohhh. Right. How is your crotch?"

"Actually, it's getting better. Yeah, I think I will give it a couple of to- Oh, it was horrible, okay?! Just terrible!"

"Easy Walter. What is up with that attitude?"

"Do you have any idea what it's like to be kicked in this part of your body, Drake?"

Drake paused for a moment, and he replied" "uh no."

"It stings!"

"Stings?"

"In ways you can't imagine."

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you're in right now?" Said Audrey.

Megan smirked while playing her handheld video game, knowing that Drake was gonna get a big sentence for this act from last night. "Hey, none of this would of happened if you hadn't got us in jail! You never even cared if we were kidnapped by a bunch of crazy people!"

"Me and your mother did that for your own- Ow!" Walter growled. "You're lucky I'm crippled. Otherwise, I would make you wish you haven't kicked me like that in the first place."

"Look, Helen said to me that it was a way to show how I feel when I'm angry."

"By kicking me in the family jewels?" Said Walter. "Dirty pool Drake, dirty pool."

Drake haven't heard if that term before. "Dirty pool? What does that even mean?"

"It means like a very unfair move." Josh explained.

"Now, let's talk aabou your punishment." Said Walter.

"What? You know what, Fine! Fine if you want to punish me, go ahead, Walter. I don't care. What is it?"

"No Guitar, no television, no internet, no concerts, no video games, no Pear Pod, no phone calls, no dates, no bongos, no movie theater, no ice cream, and no junk food until further notice." Walter gave him a berybstern look about the punishment.

"What? Pfft. You can't do that."

"Oh I'll tell you what I can't do!" Said Walter, raising his voice. "Bring Josh's mother back from the dead and sleep on my stomach! But, I can definitely punish you."

"Mom,"

"You heard your father!" Audrey said.

"He's not my father!" Drake argued.

"What did you say?"

"You heard me. Walter is not my dad, he's my stepdad, nothing more. No, Derek Parker is my one and only dad."

Walter, deep down, was very hurt by what Drake just said to him.

Sounding very angry with rage burning in her eyes, the mother said: "Derek Parker is nothing but a lying, no-good criminal and a shyster!" Then a big argument erupted from the three, and Josh watched on with Megan, looking uncomfortable. Megan herself was enjoying this like her own home movie

"How great is this? I should get the popcorn."

The doorbell rang, and Drake said: "I'll get it." He answered the door and it revealed to be a very handsome man with a white tank tol shirt and some dark brown hair like Drake. He was a little taller and older, looking like a biker with a clean face. His hair was a little longer than Drake's and almost reaching his shoulder. "Hello?"

"Drake?"

"Yeah, what do you..." he paused and recognized the man and a big smile appeared on his face. "Dad!"

"Nice to see you, son." Said the man. It was Derek, Derek Parker himself.