Author's Note: We need more Malcolm in the Middle Fan Fics!
This is kinda pathetic how even Lizzie McGuire gets more
stories in a day than we do. I know I haven't updated in a
while, but today I am so get over it. Ok here we go. Oh, and
to the person that called me queer: I am NOT! I just have mah
own style. Ok, now lets go.
Chapter 2: A rude awakening
Francis sat at the bar of one of his favorite restaurants when he came to town, waiting for Piama to arrive. He was on his 3rd beer by now, and still there was no sight of her. He ordered another beer and continued to wait. By now he was getting a little on the drunk side.
~Back At Home~*
"Malcolm, my friends just called. They want to go to the movies. I'll be back later, so you need to watch Dewey until Mom and Dad get home from that wedding they went to." Reese said as he reached for his coat.
"No! I had to watch him last time too! And he's such a big hassle! No way. You aren't going out. You need to stay here and help me!" Malcolm answered, his voice getting louder as he kept talking.
"Oh really? I CAN'T go out? Watch me" Reese said exactly as his friend's horn began to honk, as a signal they were there. He stormed out of the house, shutting the door behind him.
"Dammit!" Malcolm yelled as he kicked the garbage can. "I hate him! He never helps me! I wish he wasn't my brother! He's good for nothing!" Malcolm looked over to the couch, surprised to see his little brother was sound asleep on it. With a sigh of relief, Malcolm changed the channel from Buggs Bunny to a skateboarding show.
*~ Back at the Bar, 3 hours later~*
Francis grew tired of waiting after his 6th beer. His vision was going blurry. He decided to go home. He was so drunk, he forgot to pay the bar tender.
As Francis reached his car, he bent over and threw up, all over a truck. He got into his car shakily, and began to pull out of the parking lot.
*~Reese's friend's car~*
"Man, that movie was AWSOME!" Reese's friend, Marco announced.
"Yeah, best slasher movie I've ever seen." Chimed in Jake, who was driving. All of a sudden out of no where, a car slammed into the side of the car Reese was on, making the seatbelt snap, scratching his neck as it whizzed back to its compartment. The steering wheel snapped off the place that it had been on, flying straight towards him. It surged into his side, making him get pinned between the wheel and the door, which was in a lock mode, which Jake had been meaning to fix. The emergency brake snapped off as well, going straight through his hand.
Jake's window shattered as it hit the stop sign they had hit when the car hit them, leaving little pieces of the glass wedged in this face. He was thrown into his door, so his arm was blocking him, and immediately broke with impact.
Marco sat in shock. He had a couple of cuts and bruises, but nothing terrible. He looked out to see Reese's brother get out of the car that had crashed into them, scratch his head, curse at them, and walk away in a zig zag manner. Marco looked over to Jake who was cradling his arm and staring over to the right in shock. Marco followed his gaze to see Reese bloody and unconscious, pinned against the door. Marco reached for his cell phone, and Jake reached for his as well. Both were crushed. Jake got out of the car yelling for help.
Ooh I know u hate me. Relax though, cuz you don't know what's gonna happen yet! Please review, cuz that's what keeps me going! The more reviews I get, the quicker I'll write the next chapter!
Chapter 2: A rude awakening
Francis sat at the bar of one of his favorite restaurants when he came to town, waiting for Piama to arrive. He was on his 3rd beer by now, and still there was no sight of her. He ordered another beer and continued to wait. By now he was getting a little on the drunk side.
~Back At Home~*
"Malcolm, my friends just called. They want to go to the movies. I'll be back later, so you need to watch Dewey until Mom and Dad get home from that wedding they went to." Reese said as he reached for his coat.
"No! I had to watch him last time too! And he's such a big hassle! No way. You aren't going out. You need to stay here and help me!" Malcolm answered, his voice getting louder as he kept talking.
"Oh really? I CAN'T go out? Watch me" Reese said exactly as his friend's horn began to honk, as a signal they were there. He stormed out of the house, shutting the door behind him.
"Dammit!" Malcolm yelled as he kicked the garbage can. "I hate him! He never helps me! I wish he wasn't my brother! He's good for nothing!" Malcolm looked over to the couch, surprised to see his little brother was sound asleep on it. With a sigh of relief, Malcolm changed the channel from Buggs Bunny to a skateboarding show.
*~ Back at the Bar, 3 hours later~*
Francis grew tired of waiting after his 6th beer. His vision was going blurry. He decided to go home. He was so drunk, he forgot to pay the bar tender.
As Francis reached his car, he bent over and threw up, all over a truck. He got into his car shakily, and began to pull out of the parking lot.
*~Reese's friend's car~*
"Man, that movie was AWSOME!" Reese's friend, Marco announced.
"Yeah, best slasher movie I've ever seen." Chimed in Jake, who was driving. All of a sudden out of no where, a car slammed into the side of the car Reese was on, making the seatbelt snap, scratching his neck as it whizzed back to its compartment. The steering wheel snapped off the place that it had been on, flying straight towards him. It surged into his side, making him get pinned between the wheel and the door, which was in a lock mode, which Jake had been meaning to fix. The emergency brake snapped off as well, going straight through his hand.
Jake's window shattered as it hit the stop sign they had hit when the car hit them, leaving little pieces of the glass wedged in this face. He was thrown into his door, so his arm was blocking him, and immediately broke with impact.
Marco sat in shock. He had a couple of cuts and bruises, but nothing terrible. He looked out to see Reese's brother get out of the car that had crashed into them, scratch his head, curse at them, and walk away in a zig zag manner. Marco looked over to Jake who was cradling his arm and staring over to the right in shock. Marco followed his gaze to see Reese bloody and unconscious, pinned against the door. Marco reached for his cell phone, and Jake reached for his as well. Both were crushed. Jake got out of the car yelling for help.
Ooh I know u hate me. Relax though, cuz you don't know what's gonna happen yet! Please review, cuz that's what keeps me going! The more reviews I get, the quicker I'll write the next chapter!
