At the local Inside Out burger, Drake was having a good laugh with his own dad. "And the people went crazy and thought the golden ball was in the buckets of popcorn that Josh mare for them all."
"Oh come on." Josh doubted. "It wasn't that bad with the fighting and chaos and... hey, at least no one got killed." He tried to defend himself.
"Not that bad?" Said Drake. "Four people had their skulls cracked open, and ended up in the emergency room. But, I knew how much the movie theater job meant to you, and... I took the fall for you."
"I know Drake. That was nice." Josh smirked, having a bite of his chili cheese steak burger. "Man, the food here is so good."
"Well, that sounds noble, Drake." Said Derek. "I'm proud of you, my son. I know I said this millions of times before, but still."
"No, it's okay, dad. I need the attention like that. I really missed you and I would love to do more stuff with you."
Derek smiled. "Drake, you have no idea how happy I am to see you. You're one of my reasons for living in this evil world."
"Well, I think I am probably disrupting this, so i should probably just go and... wash my hands."
"No no, it's fine Josh." said Drake. "Say dad, I'll show you the amazing skills on guitar that I have been playing with all these years."
"I can't wait to hear them. Just let me settle in to my new apartment and I'll see what your made of with my guitar."
"I thought mom and dad said no guitar until further notice?" Josh remembered.
"No, Walter said I couldn't play my guitar until further notice. Nothing about another dude's guitar. And besides, I don't care what mom thinks anymore." He had a small scowl. "She always loved Megan more than us."
"Ah come on. What do you both have against Megan?"
"Dad. There is a lot about megan you don't know about." Drake patted Derek on the back. He then told his father about the horrible and some funny pranks that Megan had pulled off directly at them over the years.
Derek looked a little skeptical, and he said: "ah, come on. A little girl having security cameras to watch your every move? That sounds a little... dumb to me."
"Sure, it sounds very silly, mr. Parker." Said Josh. "But on the inside is a demonic spirit of pure evil." He zoomed his face close to Derek's with a dramatic look on his face. "EVIL!"
"And still, mom and Walter don't believe us. She's very good st pulling off the 'innocent, sweet girl' act. I just wish there was a way to capture her pulling off those stunts on us. I would kill to know a way to expose Megan as the twisted demon child she really is."
Derek had a thinking look on his face, and ultimately, he suggested. "Why not fight fire with fire?"
"What do you mean?" Asked Josh.
"I mean; try to think like her and secretly record or watch her move or what she says with a secret camera or camcorder. It might take the brains of nerds to pull something like that, or invent those doohickeys."
Both Drake and Josh looked at one another, and looked at the ceiling while brainstorming to see who could invent something that Megan can.
They both gasped and had foolish smiles on their faces. "Craig and Eric!" They said in unison.
"Mr. Parker, you're a genius!" Said Josh. "Can I hug you, dad number two?"
Drake's father made a small chuckle, and he said "why what the heck, Josh. Bring it in."
"Hug me father!" Then Josh gave Derek the hardest hugbthatvhe had ever pulled in his life, knowing that they could have found their solution to their Megan problem and out an end to her secret reign of terror.
"Ah! Josh!" Derek gagged. "You're killing me!"
"Oops. Sorry. Lost my cook for a second." Then Josh immediately let him go. He looked at Draje and he asked: "you wanna do a little undercover work with Craig and Eric?"
"Soon, but, I doubt mom and Walter would let me leave the house."
"Aren't you upset that mom gave up on you?" asked Josh
"Pfft, no. I don't care anymore. If mom wants to not treat me like her son anymore, be my guest." then he took a sip of his peppy cola. "So I don't give a pink piggy what she says about me."
"Drake, not saying I'm on your side," said the father. "But, I think your mom was just upset, and she probably didn't mean what she said. Just give her time and she'll forgive you."
Like I said dad, I don't care."
Suddenly, the front door opened with the bell dingling from above. It was Helen, the one in charge of the premier theater. "Ah, Drake. How's one of my favorite peeps doin' this fine day?"
"Hey Helen." Drake smiled.
"Hey Helen." Josh said.
"Hello Josh." It was no surprise that Helen sounded more enthusiastic to see Drake than her own employee like this. She always loved Drake and not like Josh, almost like Mrs. Hayfer likging Josh and hating Drake. Then she looked at Derek. "Ooh, who's this handsome chunk a man?"
"Uhhh, Helen. This is my dad. My real dad."
"Hey. Name's Derek." said he.
"Oooooh. I see where Drake gets his good looks. You look like a tiger walking across a Chinese winter."
"Ah, thanks." Said Derek.
"He just got out of jail and he's free" Josh said.
"Did he now? Well, indeed how Drake has his bad boy persona." said Helen. "Tell me Derek, are you single?"
"Well... yes" Drake's dad looked a little uncomfortable. "I've divorced Drake's mother when he was a little kid. But, I don't think I plan on remarrying any time soon. I mean... I have a lot of catching up to do with Drake, and... a father/son relation is complicated."
"Oh. I see. I understand that. Well, I can tell ya Derek, Drake is a big handsome joy to have around. He loves playing guitar and he sings like an angel from the sky. Whenever he plays, it melts your heart like butter on a frying pan."
Drake flustered a little. "Ah, I'm flattered." He smirked. "But, I'm not that good."
"Ah, he's just being modest." Josh shrugged. "Oh, and Derek, did you know that Helen played Georgia in the show; Happy Times?"
"Really?"
"Yep. She's the one and only. 'That is not my job!'" Drake added.
Helen made a small laugh, and she said: "Oh Drake. You make the best impressions. Isn't your boy just ons of a kind?"
Derek chuckled. "That he is Helen. All the more reason why I should be so proud of him."