Disclaimer: I do not own any of the TP characters…Disney does!!
Notes: This takes place on Earth!
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As Jim splashed the dirty mop against the floor, he groaned loudly. It was all Delbert's fault…and that stupid snapping turtle. He had learned a bitter lesson: don't laugh at another person's misfortunes! Still, the thought of a shrieking Delbert in underwear formed a smile on the teen's face.
"Ma'am, I think the floor is as clean an it's going to get," stated Jim, giving the floor a loud smack with the end of the mop. From the table, Amelia glanced up.
"Brilliant. Now go outside and amuse yourself."
"Outside? But…there's nothing to do outside!" cried Jim, looking longingly at his CD player.
"Do I have to repeat myself?" asked the Captain, raising an eyebrow.
"Uh…no. But what should I DO?" questioned the teenager, practically yelling.
"For the love of---"
"Ooook. I'll go," mumbled Jim, shrinking away.
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"Stupid cabin. Stupid woods. Stupid EVERYTHING!" yelled Jim, picking up a stick and hurling it at the base of a tree. It made a satisfying snapping noise. He was walking along the main road. A station wagon whooshed past. This sudden distraction made the teen look at the road.
"Jeez. Eew…a dead squirrel!" gasped Jim. He promptly grabbed a branch and poked the small body. He immediately felt pity for the dead animal, but man! What a treasure! Except for a slightly flattened behind, the squirrel looked amazingly alive. He hesitantly picked it up with a squeamish thumb and forefinger.
"I wonder," he muttered, "if I could do anything with this?"
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"Checkmate!" yelled Delbert with glee.
"What?! Oh…." giggled Sarah, looking sheepishly at the board. Oh, well. She barely knew how to play chess. Just being away from her embarrassing son for a little while was victory in itself for her.
"Actually, you played very well!" praised the doctor, wincing slightly as he shifted in his chair. He got up stiffly, moved the icepack back to its original position, and sat down.
"I'm very sorry for that…incident," said Sarah, blushing.
"Oh! It was nothing, I assure you. My wife is probably keeping the boy well in hand."
"Yes, I'm sure. Now, Delbert, do you want some coffee?"
"Really? That would be good! Do you want to drink outside?"
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Jim lay comfortably on the roof of Delbert's and Sarah's cabin. He was poised, ready to drop the dead squirrel on someone's head. From his bird's eye view, the pick nick table was directly underneath him. The cabin door crashed open on rusty hinges. Someone was coming outside!
"Oooh…what a lovely evening!"
Jim snickered. It was Delbert.
"Here's the coffee…my, it's so peaceful here!" cried Sarah, handing Delbert a mug. The doctor, limping slightly, walked towards the pick nick table. With a lucky toss, the squirrel landed on the table's bench. Delbert, eyeing a cardinal pair and not seeing anything amiss, promptly sat on it. It made a faint squishing noise.
"Bull's eye!" whispered Jim to himself, mimicking the green parrot in Home Alone 3.
"Sarah, this is a very comfortable ice pack!" complimented Delbert. Sarah looked up.
"But I didn't…oh, well. Thank you, Delbert!" beamed Sarah, inwardly wondering what icepack the doctor was talking about. She certainly didn't recall picking up the icepack and bringing it outside!
"Sarah, we should have a barbeque," spoke up Delbert, settling himself more comfortably on the squirrel.
"Of course! Jim has been bugging me to teach him how to barbeque. This weather is so gorgeous, it would be silly not to have one!" exclaimed Jim's mother.
"Let's go inside and make a shopping list," suggested the doctor, grabbing his coffee mug and getting up. With a belching noise, the animal carcass slid off of Delbert's butt.
"Darn it!" hissed Jim. The whole purpose was to have the two adult's in an uproar. Well, he'd just have to try again!
***Thanks for all of the reviews, guys!!
Pixie Girl (I hope I spelled that right!) : Burning the cabin down? Jeez, that's good! Hehehe! I'll definitely fit that suggestion in!!
Jsi-Spitz: You are more than welcome to draw scenes from my stories! I'm flattered! :D