Camille hurried down the street to Reese's house. She had an appointment after school therefore it would be easier for her to tutor him at his house later that evening. His mom said that it was okay because Reese needed as much help as he could get. She looked at the piece of paper that she had written the address that Reese's little brother Malcolm had given her. (Reese couldn't remember the address) She finally got to the right house. She looked up and gasped. There was a little boy on the roof holding a broomstick. She ran up to the door and knocked intensely on the door.

"Oh hello you must be Camille." Lois said when she opened the door.

"Hello but excuse me, I think you would like to know that there is a little boy on your roof." Camille said quickly.

Lois gave her a confused look then yelled, "DEWEY!"
Lois stormed out of the house and stood at the edge of the house yelling at Dewey to get off the roof.

"But I was just practicing flying!" Camille could hear Dewey explaining.

She stood in the doorway debating whether to go in or not. She decided to go in because Dewey didn't seem keen to come down anytime soon. She walked in to see a boy with big blue eyes sitting on the couch with a lap top. She assumed this was Reese's younger brother Malcolm.

"Umm…hi. Did you know that you're little brother is on the roof?" She asked.

Malcolm's jaw dropped and he turned away from her.

"Just when it seems my family is a tad bit normal something insane happens!" He said to the air in front of him. Camille stared at Malcolm in confusion.

"Oh don't mind my stupid brother-I mean my blood." Reese said coming out of a room.
"He does it all the time. I think all genius dorks like him have a screw or two loose."

Camille was still kind of confused but she just walked into the kitchen with Reese and set her books down.

"Oh hey Camille before we start this crap you want to break a few windows with me?"
Camille stared at him. "Um…no? We have to get to work."

"Come on! It will be fun! I mean-It will be off the hook yo!" Reese said trying to convince her.

"The answer is still no Reese." She said, starting to get annoyed.

"Fine, you're no fun."

They sat down to the table to work. In the distance she could still hear Lois screaming at Dewey to get off the roof. ("Don't make me go up there!")

"So Reese do you understand that A+BC?" Camille asked.

"No. That's so stupid. Why do you add letters? Isn't that why we have numbers? I don't even think we should have numbers! Dude that is so wrong-I mean….Dawg that's so cold."

Camille shook her head sternly even though she wanted to laugh. He was so cute when he acted dumb. Well actually….he didn't act dumb. He WAS dumb. No no she thought, he's just….misunderstood. She looked him in his eyes and again lost her head. She leaned in for a kiss just as they heard a crash outside the house. They both pulled away and ran to the window. Dewey was on the ground outside cradling his left arm.

"I did it! I did it! I flew!" Dewey yelled through tears.

Lois was shaking her head exasperatedly.

"Dewey I TOLD you that you would fall off!" Lois yelled.

"I didn't fall! I flew!" Dewey kept saying excitedly.

Lois helped Dewey up and called to Reese.

"Reese I'm taking Dewey to the emergency room. I think his arm is broken. Tell your father when he comes home!"

"Okay!" Reese called out although he had no idea what she had said.
Immediately after he answered his mother he and Camille started a zealous make out session.
Malcolm walked into the kitchen unbeknownst of the two teenagers kissing fervently by the window. Malcolm sat at the kitchen table reading the screen of the lab top.

"The Kermatron Card!" He yelled out loud. "I've found it! The Kermatron card! Only…nine hundred dollars…." Malcolm laughed an insane laugh and jumped up and down. "Yes yes yes! Reese! Hey Reese!" Malcolm yelled.

Reese answered with a "hmmm…" but not stopping the kiss.

"Where's moms credit card?" Malcolm asked.

Reese let go of Camille, who fell to the floor with a loud thump. Reese had one of his evil grins on his face.

"And now why would dear little Malcolm want mom's credit card?"

"I HAVE to have that card!" Malcolm raved.

"Yeah but what for?" Reese asked.

"Because if I have that card the world will be a better place." Malcolm said.

"What? Are you going to use the credit card to buy poor kids?" Reese asked.

"No im using the credit card to buy the card!" Malcolm yelled.

"But why would you have to buy the card if you already have it?" Reese asked.

"I DON'T have the card that's the thing!" Malcolm said.

"But if I tell you where it is you WILL have the card and you wont have to buy it so you don't need the card anyways." Reese explained.

"What? You have a Kermatron card!" Malcolm screamed.

"No! only dorks play with those." Reese answered.

"Then what were you talking about?" Malcolm asked.

"What were YOU talking about?" Reese asked.

Malcolm and Reese stared at each other while Camille pulled herself off the floor.

"Anyways, Moms credit card is…wait…what will you do for ME if I tell you where the card is? Reese asked.

"Well…I won't tell her that you were making out in the kitchen while she was gone." Malcolm said grinning.

"Damn it!" Reese burst. "Fine its in her blue purse. Second to the right in her closet."

Malcolm turned to walk away but turned back around.

"Hey…how do YOU know where it is?" He asked curiously.

Reese smirked. "I've had to make a few purchases of my own along the way."

"Oh" Malcolm answered.

He was about to leave the room but then he turned around with an equally evil smirk.

"Oh and Reese? You owe me one for not telling mom about you using the card."

Reese, thinking he had it made replied. "No I don't, because if you tell mom about ME using the card I'll tell her that YOU used her card too."

"No you wont Reese." Malcolm said.

"And why wouldn't I?" Reese asked.

"Because if you did, I'd tell her you were making out in the kitchen. Or did you forget about it after you dropped your girlfriend on the floor?."

Reese turned around and looked at Camille who said, "I'm not his girlfriend!"

"Damn it Malcolm!" Reese said, pouting.

Malcolm just turned around to his invisible audience and said, "Ha for once I get Reese!"
He turned back and looked at his brother glaring at him wrathfully and quickly turned back to his nonexistent listeners, cringing.
"When you're raving in glory should you also be terrified?"

After Camille went home and Malcolm's purchase was made, he and Reese sat on the couch watching 106 and Park on B.E.

"Can we change the channel Reese? I don't really like Snoop Dogg that much." Malcolm asked.

"No, shut up dork." Reese answered.

Right then their father, Hal walked through the front door.

"Hi boys." Hal said.

"Hey Dad." Malcolm answered.

"Sup Daddy yo?" Reese replied.

Hal walked to his bedroom and put his things down. He noticed that the house was unusually quiet.

"Hey where's your mom and Dewey?" He asked.

"I don't know." Malcolm and Reese answered with their eyes still glued to the tv screen.

"Hmm that's weird, I wonder where they are?" Hal thought aloud.

"Oh wait!" Reese said. " Now that I think of it, mom said something about them going to the emergency room." Reese said, not even bothering to turn and look at his father.

"The emergency room! WHY WHAT HAPPENED?" Hal yelled alarmed.

"Oh nothing. Dewey just fell off the roof that's all." Reese said.

"That's ALL? Dewey JUST fell off the ROOF!" Hal paced around in a circle.

"Well is he okay?" he asked.

"I don't know. Now Dad can you be quiet? We're watching T.v."