Disclaimer: The characters from The Pretender don't belong to me, I think they still belong to NBC, I'm not sure but I do know that they aren't mine. I'm only borrowing them. The characters from Malcolm in the Middle don't belong to me either, they belong to Fox. I would also like to give credit to Craig Van Sickle, Steven Long Mitchell and Linwood Boomer for creating all of the wonderful characters I am using in this story, and thank them for the countless hours of entertainment both shows have provided me with.
Authors Note: I know there is a serious lack of Parker and other Centre employees in these first few parts, but bear with me. They do come in later. I promise.
JAROD IN THE MIDDLE (Pt. 2)
by SpaceCadet
Malcolm was leaned over the metal picnic table, huddled into a tight group with his friends, chattering excitedly about something. What it was, Jarod couldn't tell. Of all of the students in Jarod's class, Malcolm was the one who intrigued him the most. Unlike the rest of the kids he taught, Malcolm seemed fairly normal. He seemed to be extremely intelligent, but also grounded and down to earth in a way the other students weren't.
As Jarod stood on the pavement, kids yelling and screaming all around him, his focus on Malcolm was broken by one shout in particular. He quickly turned around to see what was going on.
"Hey, get off of me!!!!!" yelled a short and stocky second grader. He was screaming at an obviously older bigger dark-haired boy who was being pulled back from the boy by two other kids. It was obvious to Jarod that the other kids wouldn't be able to hold him back much longer, so he began to walk over to break up the fight. Before he could get there and to his amazement, Malcolm had left his friends and was pulling the older boy away.
"Reese!!! What in God's name are you doing?" questioned Malcolm.
"Beating on the dweeb." replied Reese.
"Reese!!! Another fight!! You're already grounded for a week for the last one!!!"
Malcolm was absolutely incensed over what Reese was doing. 'If Mom finds out Reese got into another fight, she'll find some way to blame it on me, for sure.' he thought. A moment later, he was even more furious at Reese because now Mr. Carey was coming over. 'Great,' he thought 'now the new teacher is going to think I'm a troublemaker!'
To Malcolm's surprise, the teacher didn't lecture him at all. "Malcolm," he began "Thank you for breaking up the fight back there. That was very noble of you."
Oh no, now the new teacher thought he was, like, a hero or something! Mr. Carey continued talking, but now to Reese. "As for you, hasn't anyone ever told you not to pick on people who are smaller than you."
"Yeah, but if I pick on kids who are bigger than me, I'll get my ass kicked!"
Jarod was dumbfounded by this statement, trying to wrap his mind around Reese's logic. Finally, he found the words to continue. "What's your name?"
"Bozo the clown," replied Reese calmly, always looking for a chance to defy authority.
"This is my brother, Reese, Mr. Carey." replied Malcolm, not wanting Reese to get himself into more trouble.
"Your brother?" asked Jarod.
"Unfortunately." replied Malcolm.
Jarod was perplexed at this. He had loved Kyle even though he had known he was his brother only for a little while. Yet, Malcolm acted embarrassed and ashamed that he had a brother. Suddenly, Jarod was curious as to what Malcolm's family was like.
"Well, this is actually an opportunity for me to kill two birds with one stone," Jarod said happily, since he had only recently learned that expression and had been looking for an excuse to use it. "You see, I wanted to meet with your parents to discuss you anyway, Malcolm and now I can discuss this incident involving Reese as well."
Jarod smiled, and Malcolm nearly fainted. Now his parents and the new teacher were going to meet! He was going to kill Reese when they got home.
TBC...
Authors Note: I know there is a serious lack of Parker and other Centre employees in these first few parts, but bear with me. They do come in later. I promise.
JAROD IN THE MIDDLE (Pt. 2)
by SpaceCadet
Malcolm was leaned over the metal picnic table, huddled into a tight group with his friends, chattering excitedly about something. What it was, Jarod couldn't tell. Of all of the students in Jarod's class, Malcolm was the one who intrigued him the most. Unlike the rest of the kids he taught, Malcolm seemed fairly normal. He seemed to be extremely intelligent, but also grounded and down to earth in a way the other students weren't.
As Jarod stood on the pavement, kids yelling and screaming all around him, his focus on Malcolm was broken by one shout in particular. He quickly turned around to see what was going on.
"Hey, get off of me!!!!!" yelled a short and stocky second grader. He was screaming at an obviously older bigger dark-haired boy who was being pulled back from the boy by two other kids. It was obvious to Jarod that the other kids wouldn't be able to hold him back much longer, so he began to walk over to break up the fight. Before he could get there and to his amazement, Malcolm had left his friends and was pulling the older boy away.
"Reese!!! What in God's name are you doing?" questioned Malcolm.
"Beating on the dweeb." replied Reese.
"Reese!!! Another fight!! You're already grounded for a week for the last one!!!"
Malcolm was absolutely incensed over what Reese was doing. 'If Mom finds out Reese got into another fight, she'll find some way to blame it on me, for sure.' he thought. A moment later, he was even more furious at Reese because now Mr. Carey was coming over. 'Great,' he thought 'now the new teacher is going to think I'm a troublemaker!'
To Malcolm's surprise, the teacher didn't lecture him at all. "Malcolm," he began "Thank you for breaking up the fight back there. That was very noble of you."
Oh no, now the new teacher thought he was, like, a hero or something! Mr. Carey continued talking, but now to Reese. "As for you, hasn't anyone ever told you not to pick on people who are smaller than you."
"Yeah, but if I pick on kids who are bigger than me, I'll get my ass kicked!"
Jarod was dumbfounded by this statement, trying to wrap his mind around Reese's logic. Finally, he found the words to continue. "What's your name?"
"Bozo the clown," replied Reese calmly, always looking for a chance to defy authority.
"This is my brother, Reese, Mr. Carey." replied Malcolm, not wanting Reese to get himself into more trouble.
"Your brother?" asked Jarod.
"Unfortunately." replied Malcolm.
Jarod was perplexed at this. He had loved Kyle even though he had known he was his brother only for a little while. Yet, Malcolm acted embarrassed and ashamed that he had a brother. Suddenly, Jarod was curious as to what Malcolm's family was like.
"Well, this is actually an opportunity for me to kill two birds with one stone," Jarod said happily, since he had only recently learned that expression and had been looking for an excuse to use it. "You see, I wanted to meet with your parents to discuss you anyway, Malcolm and now I can discuss this incident involving Reese as well."
Jarod smiled, and Malcolm nearly fainted. Now his parents and the new teacher were going to meet! He was going to kill Reese when they got home.
TBC...