Hey. Andrala here. Ch. 3 is up. Yee-haw. Have a good ole'.

Ch. 3~The Letters from PBS

(Harry stumbles to the breakfast table. Dudley is in a new and very ugly uniform. Vernon is still mad about the 'M' word. Huh.)

V~ Get the mail, Dudley.

D~ Make Harry get it.

V~ Get the mail, Harry.

H~ Make Dudley get it.

V~ Hit Harry with something hard as to make him get the mail and twist the plot.

H~ That won't be necessary. *goes and gets mail* Hmm. Bill, letter from evil aunt, letter for me. That's new. I think I'll open it up in front of everyone. *Gives V's mail to V. *

D~ Look, H has got post!

V~ Ye, right. Oh, Marge is ill, ate a funny welk!

All~ What's a welk?

H~ I think.it's.fire.

D~ No, a toilet.

P~ No, a deer.

V~ Who cares? Now, what about H and post?

H~ Haven't got anything. *hides letter in hair*

V~ *yoink* Mine now! Get a haircut and get a real job! *all burst into song* Uh, P, we've got a situation here.

P~ Oh, no. Whatever could it be.

P and V~ You two, get out.

D and H~ Never!

H~ Overthrow the government and set fire to it! *all give him strange looks* What, can't I be a pyro anarchist?

V~ The letter's garbage.

(Just then, letters shoot out down the chimney and everywhere
else you can think of.)

H~ I got one! *Jumps up and down on couch*

V~ *tackles* We're going away! Where they can't find us!

P~ Who?

V~ PBS!

All~ Ahhhhhhhh! I won't pledge!

Yup. Well, reviews, please. I have to have 3 to post Ch. 4. It's gonna be called, Big Guy With Keys. Bye! ~Andrala~