Disclaimer: I Do not own the TP characters…Disney does!

Notes: This story takes place on Earth!

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Jim quickly swabbed a wet mop over the slick marble stairs. His mom would arrive in a few hours, and he wanted to make sure that the house looked great. Humming an off-key tune, he thought about how nicely the Dopplers had agreed to his request: that his pranks would not be mentioned to Sarah. Jim paused at the top of the stairs and smiled proudly at the gleaming stairs. Down below, Delbert walked out of the living room.

"Hey, Doc! Check out the stairs!" called the teenager. The scientist looked up.

"Uh, um…nice," replied Delbert, obviously not noticing the clean steps but trying to be friendly. Scratching his head, he shuffled off. Jim rolled his eyes and grabbed the mop. Clattering down the stairs, Jim put the mop back into the closet. He winced at the noise he made. Amelia had a migraine, and the noise was sure to bother her. He did not want to annoy the captain today!

Jim tiptoed back up the stairs and picked up the bucket with a flourish. Some dirty water sloshed out of the pail and landed on the clean floor.

"Dang it!" hissed Jim. He set the bucket down and looked around for something to sop up the water. The teenager remembered seeing some rags in the garage, and he set off to get them. Outside, Delbert was merrily washing the black Mercedes Benz as he listened to an Oldies channel.

"Yo, Doc! Hand me a rag!" shouted Jim, trying to yell over the spray of water and the music.

"What?" called Delbert, turning around. A stream of freezing water shot out form the hose and thoroughly soaked Jim's new plaid shirt. Jim gave a yell and shied away from the hose's aim.

"Oh, I apologize!" said a solemn Delbert. He promptly returned to hosing the suds off the car.

"DOC! I NEED A RAG!" yelled the teen, getting impatient. Any minute now the dirty water would dry up, leaving a crusty stain behind. The doctor twisted around and finally understood.

"Here!" he called, tossing Jim a wet but usable rag.

"Thanks," replied Jim before dashing off.

"There…good as new," murmured Jim, giving the top stair a final sweep with the rag. He stood up, picked up the bucket, and started to go down the stairs. Just then, his sneakers flew out from underneath him.

"Ahhhhh!" cried the teenager, tumbling down the hard stairs. He squeezed his eyes shut hurtled downwards. BANG! Jim's head jammed in between the railing supporters. Jim tried to free his head, but it was held fast.

"SHOOT!" he yelled.

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Outside, Delbert gave the car a proud look. It looked classy and very sophisticated. Sighing in satisfaction, the scientist coiled up the hose and placed it in the cool garage. He hoped that his wife would feel well enough to attend Jim's farewell dinner. That reminded him…Jim should pack up before too long. Going through the garage, Delbert opened up a door that led into the house. He quietly went up a tiny, twisted staircase that led from the first floor to the second floor. In other words, he totally missed Jim, who was stuck on the main staircase.

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"How are you feeling?" asked Delbert quietly, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Alright, except for a continuous, excruciating pain in my head," replied Amelia crisply. Delbert sighed, knowing that the captain did not like to show or express discomfort. He rolled his eyes, but smiled.

"Er…have you seen Jim recently?" he asked quickly, spewing the words out. The sheets stirred.

"Are you referring to the boy who thunders around the house like an elephant?" sighed the captain. Delbert looked at her closely.

"Ah…how many pills did you take?" he asked, half jokingly. Amelia opened her eyes and tried to look severe.

"Don't be daft. I'm not filled with medicine," she said. With that, she grabbed a nearby pillow and placed it over her head. Delbert took that as his cue to leave. Before he reached the door, the plump pillow hit him square in the back. He laughed and quietly shut the door.

"Jim my boy! Where are you?" Delbert called.

"Down here, you weirdo!" Jim cried, still trying to free himself.

"Good gracious!" screeched the poor doctor upon seeing his guest.

"Look, you can stand there and scream like a woman, or you can help me," ordered the teenager, embittered by being trapped for quite some time.

"Hmm…by great intellect tells me that the laws of gravity could help us," said Delbert, snapping his fingers. Jim tried to twist his head around.

"Doc…what are you going to do?" he whispered, his lips dry. He felt the scientist grab his legs and hoist his body up.

"Ow! Let me go!" cried the teen, as the bars from the railing increased their pressure. Delbert gently lowered him down. Hearing the noise, Amelia got up and walked towards them. After seeing the scene, she raised a quizzical eyebrow.

"Don't ask," responded Jim before she could open her mouth.

"Delbert, why don't you get the power saw?" she asked curtly, massaging her temples.

"Fantastic idea, sweetheart!" replied Delbert. He raced away and headed to the garage.

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RRRrrrrOOoommm! The power saw roared to life. Cautiously, Delbert attacked the first railing support. With a squeal, the iron began to send out sparks.

"Hurry! My head feels like it's on fire!" pleaded Jim.

"You don't know how true that is," snapped Amelia, swatting the sparks off of Jim's hair. With a ping, the support snapped away. With a happy yell, Jim got up. Suddenly, the door flew open. There stood a nicely tanned Sarah.

"I'm back!" she cried happily. "What happened while I was away?" Amelia, Delbert, and Jim just looked at each other.

The End

***I hoped that you guys liked this story! More to the point, I hoped it was funny enough. I always fall asleep in biology class, so I hope that Delbert's phrases were more or less correct…lol. Anyways, I'm going to start another Earth-based TP story soon. It will be based on the original TP movie, and I hope that it will be exciting!***