A big sorry to everyone- I've been really busy. I had writers block, too.
Crazyfairy, KwazyKandyPie, and other authors who said I didn't have to worry about updating- Thanks, everyone!
FleSh eatIng MoThs- I changed my mind. I realized that three quarters of the books that I read are PG-13-ish. I need to change that on my profile.
granite grizzly- SHUT UP, ELMO! I thought you didn't like FOP? But thanks for reviewing. Talk to you school! Once again, nobody else will understand this.
Pokemongirl99- Thank you for telling me about the author's note. I do that occasionally, and I usually take them down or replace them with a chapter. I won't do it again, though. Thanks!
To all new reviewers: Thanks, and please keep reading.
Crazyfairy- I'm sorry I didn't check my website before! So THAT'S why chipskylarkluva9 stopped reviewing. Cool idea.
Anyway, here's the next chapter!
Chapter Ten: Insane Asylum Blues(truck goes by) and (another truck goes by) Turner (aka Timmy's mom and dad) were overjoyed that their son had waken up. Actually, everyone was. Except Crocker…
"FAIRIES! HE HAS FAIRIES! HE LIVED!" Crocker screamed when he heard the news.
"Yeah. Sure. The boy was smart, that's why he lived." Officer Bruce said.
"HE'S NOT SMART! THE ONLY THING HE'S SMART ABOUT IS MAKING OTHER PEOPLE LOOK SMART!"
"Yeah, I have no doubt that he's crazy. Right up there with that guy in Canada who's obsessed with genies," Bruce said to a worker.
"They're blood relatives," the worker answered back.
"It's a family of wackos. Oh, by the way, this lava lamp came from his uncle. A note came, too. It says: STOP TRYING TO SEND THIS BACK TO ME! I'll give it to him. It's not like there's a genie in it that will come out if he rubs it, which he can because he doesn't have a straitjacket on anymore." Bruce said.
It was true. He didn't need the straitjacket because of some rule that the convict had to have been in court first.
Day after day he had sat there. Trying to come up with a plan to kill Timmy. Unsuccessful every time. He hadn't released. Norm yet because he wanted to have a plan first. Suddenly, on Sunday morning, he came up with a plan.
"That stupid beatnik/hippie Burkenback will be substitute, like always. If I did something to him… THEN HE WOULDN'T GET MY PAY! Wait, what does that have to do with this? But… that might work if… YES!"
Author's notes:That was reallllllllly short. I'll try to have a longer chapter next time. NORM IS HILARIOUS, AND IS NOW MY FAVE VILLIAN! You gotta love the sarcasm. Read my profile for more.
