A/N: I do not own any of the characters, settings, etc. I am only basing my fanfic on the show. The only part that I created is this plot. Please read the story and review. Don't hesitate to criticize and give me pointers. Thanks.
Chapter 4: Bringing Down the House
The next morning, Jan woke up and felt the urge to get a cigarette. She was in a bad mood and needed something to calm her nerves. She opened the night stand drawer and pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Then, she left the room and went out in the hall. Nobody was there, thank goodness.
Just then, the door to the attic flung open. Greg jumped out and yelled, "I am the new Johnny Bravo!"
"Shut up, you jackass," Jan said as she passed him by. Jan shoved him back into the attic stairs and shut the door in his face. She heard him crash into the stairs. She chuckled evilly. "I am so good," she snickered. She went back to her room and escaped through the window. "I'd better go see the gang," she said. She got on her bike and rode off to the city yet again.
Soon, she was back in the city again and in the alley with the gang. "Hey, girlie," said the large man that had nabbed her the day before. "Today, we're going around and spray painting." He and the rest of the gang showed off all their spray cans.
"Sounds great, but there's one place in particular that I'd like to spray paint," Jan said.
"Name it," the large man said.
About an hour later, Jan and the rest of the gang arrived at the Brady residence. The gang got out the spray cans and started spraying all kinds of stuff on the house. Some of the gang members even got on the roof and did a little spray painting there. Jan laughed as she and the gang ruined the appearance of the house by spray painting.
After about an hour of spray painting, the gang decided to quit, and Jan told them she had to split. She wanted to cause some trouble at school. Jan rode off to school as she used to do before turning into a gangsta. When she got there, she pulled out her Magnum .357 when nobody was around and started blasting the windows off. Immediately, she hid the gun in her pocket and ran off before anybody found out that she had shot the windows. Jan entered the school and went to her class.
Later that day, she ran into a geek. He was acting very silly by prancing throughout the halls and showing off his fancy new electronic calculator. Everyone gave him strange looks when they noticed how obsessed he was with it. Finally, he ran into Jan. The large glasses and argyle sweater and black twills pants clearly gave him away as a nerd. "Hey, check out my fancy-dancy electronic mathematics calculator. It is a Corvus calculator, and it is model 0310. Its voltage is 6 volts direct current, and…"
He didn't get to finish his sentence, because Jan grabbed a firm hold of his sweater and slammed him hard against a locker. "Shut up, nerd!" she shouted. "I don't give a damn about your calculator!" She punched him hard in the jaw and then tossed him down the hall. He cried in pain as he flew down the hall and crashed through the glass door and landed on the hard sidewalk. Jan then took out her gun and started shooting the windows down. Everyone in the halls saw that she had a gun and dropped on the ground in fear. She ran over to the sidewalk where the nerd was and started blasting the area around him.
"Stop shooting, please," cried the boy.
"Shut your mouth! I didn't speak to you!" she yelled and continued to blast chunks of the sidewalk. Jan then got bored with that and returned to the school and began to run around shooting lockers and windows and doors. On one of her shots, she shot a locker door only once, but the whole door fell off anyway.
"YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS TO DROP YOUR WEAPON!" Jan heard from behind her. She turned around and saw who was there. The police had apparently been called because several officers were right there and had their guns loaded. "Drop it or we'll fire!" said one of the policemen. Jan started to aim at the ceiling, but then she realized that the police were serious. She decided that there wasn't much point, so she dropped her gun. The policemen slowly approached her, and when they realized that she wasn't about to reach for the gun, they escorted her to the principal's office.
"I can't believe that you would actually beat up a nice boy and then destroy the entire school with a pistol!" Mr. Brady yelled when Jan got back home. "I am also furious with the fact that you and that gang spray painted our house!" he shouted. "I've had it with this behavior. I'm going up to your room and getting rid of your cigarettes and beer. And give me that ridiculous leather jacket!" he said, snatching the jacket off Jan.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, man. Me and my gang'll pounce on you like you'd never believe it," Jan said.
"That's no way to talk to your father!"
"I'll see you later, ma'am! I'm going down to see the gang," Jan said, leaving the house.
"No you're not! That gang provided you with all these drugs and guns and jackets. They're a bad influence!"
"Go suck a worm," Jan said, shutting the front door.
Later, it was night time. Jan had been with the gang getting tattoos. Jan got a large one on her back of a giant skull and crossbones. On her left arm, she got one of a rose. The rest of the gang got tattoos of hearts that said "Mom" on the inside. When they left the sleazy tattoo parlor, they hopped on their motorcycles and drove off. Jan did not have a motorcycle, but they let her bum a lift on one of them.
"So, guys, what crime should we commit on this lovely Tuesday evening? How about the usual bank robbery?" yelled the large man over the roar of the motorcycles.
"Actually, I was thinking about burning down somebody's house," shouted one of the gang members. Jan heard that remark and a smile grew on her face. She knew just the place to burn down.
"Hey, guys, I have a suggestion!" Jan yelled.
"What?" yelled the large man.
"We burn down my family's house!"
"That place we spray painted this morning? Absolutely. I can't stand those goody-two shoes that live there. Except for you, that is," the man said. "Come on, let's git!" he yelled to the gang.
The gang got to the Brady's house about an hour later. It was almost midnight, and all the lights were shut off. "I can't wait for this!" Jan yelled.
"Quiet, girlie," snapped the large man. "They'll hear us!" The gang sneaked into the garage. "Come on, guys, let's push this car outta here," the man said. All the gang members pushed the front part of the car, and then it rolled down the driveway. It slowed down when it got in the middle of the road. The gang then looked around the garage for a tank of gasoline. They did not see any, though. "Hey, girlie, where do you folks keep your gasoline?" the large man asked.
"We don't have gasoline tanks," Jan said.
"Why not? What do you use to power your mowers?"
"We use a push mower," Jan said.
"Well, I suppose we could just burn it down the old fashioned way, although gasoline would make it burn hotter and faster," the man said.
"First, before we burn down the house, I want to destroy the stuff inside," Jan said.
"Why bother? It's going to be burned down by the fire," the man said.
"I've got a lot of aggression to release," Jan fumed.
"Go ahead and take your time," the man said. "While you're doing that, me and the guys are going to go down to the gas station and see if we can get a few tanks of gas." Then, they got on their motorcycles and left Jan at the house.
"Well, I guess I'd better get started," Jan said, slipping inside the house. She looked around the house at all the furniture. She was so mad at everyone for ignoring her. She had to destroy the furniture and burn down the house in order to relieve her anger. Jan went back to the garage and found a large black axe. She went back to the house and started swinging the axe all around and chopping the furniture to death. She spent over two hours going around the house destroying the furniture. By the time she was done, the furniture looked like scrap garbage.
Jan went upstairs to her room and got her cigarette lighter. She flipped it on and watched the little flame pop out. She looked around her room. "This is a goodbye to the crummy life I once knew and a hello to my new life," Jan said, getting on the kindling wood that was once her bed. She lit the ceiling on fire, then the walls, then her bed, and finally the carpet. She quickly went around the rest of her room lighting things that had not yet ignited.
Jan then went through the rest of the house and set everything else on fire. Finally, she even set the stairs on fire. After a moment or two, the stairs turned into ashes and collapsed. "Ha, ha, ha!" yelled Jan. She then ran out of the house as fast as possible to escape the flames. Jan found the family's brown station wagon that was still in the street. She looked back at the house and saw that it was pretty well engulfed in flames. The guys had been gone for over two hours, so she had her doubts that they were not coming back with the gasoline. They probably just ran off and abandoned her.
Jan got in the station wagon and started it up. The car's weak motor slowly cranked up. Jan then floored the wagon, but it took it forever to reach a descent speed. About 30 seconds after she started driving, the car was still going 15 miles per hour. "Move, you damn car!" she shouted. She pushed harder on the accelerator, but it only managed to get up to 20. "What's the use?" she sighed.
Meanwhile, the smoke detectors went off in the Brady house. The Brady's woke up and realized that all their furniture had been destroyed. Not only that, but their house was burning down! They rushed out of the bedrooms and went to the place where the stairs was supposed to be. Only the stairs were not there!
"What are we going to do?" Bobby wondered.
"I know, let's jump down!" Mr. Brady said.
"Mike, are you crazy?" Mrs. Brady asked.
"Yes, yes I am as a matter of fact," he said, jumping off the edge. He landed on the floor. "Ow!" he yelled. "I broke my leg!"
"Sounds like fun," Peter said. He jumped down as well and broke his ankle. "Ow!" he yelled.
"You idiots," Cindy said. "Let's go out the window," she said. Everyone still upstairs hurried to the girls' room and went out through the window. Since this was the room that Jan lit first, it was pretty much completely torched, and the boards were probably very weak, so everyone had to be extremely careful. One by one, everyone went through the window and made his or her way down to the ground. When everyone was downstairs, they opened the front door and rushed to carry Mr. Brady and Peter outside.
"Mike, who do you think burned our house?" Mrs. Brady asked.
"Make a wild guess," Mr. Brady said.
"Jan, I'll bet," Mrs. Brady said. "Oh, she is going to get it!"
Meanwhile, Jan finally managed to get the car to travel faster. She was now traveling over 100 miles per hour and was trying very hard to avoid all the other cars on the road. She kept honking her horn and yelling at the cars to move out of the way. Many of the drivers were startled that the car was going that fast, especially since it was a large gas guzzling station wagon. "This is so much fun," Jan said. "I can't wait to get as far away from everything as possible."
She noticed that the number of cars ahead was suddenly a lot smaller, and she was a little bit suspicious about that. Finally, Jan saw a sign that said that a one-lane bridge was up ahead! Jan slowed the car down when she got closer to the bridge. She considered going all the way across the bridge, but decided against it. "Let's screw this car," she said, stopping it. The bridge was wide enough for only one car, so the station wagon just barely managed to fit. Jan carefully backed the car up, but got scared when she heard one of the tires grinding against some cement. She also felt the car sink down a little bit. Before she knew it, the car rolled backwards off the bridge. It hurdled down toward the river 100 feet below. Jan screamed as she got closer and closer to the river. Jan hoped that she would survive the incident. Suddenly, the car submerged below the river. The car engine exploded, although the effect was not as bad as it would have been above water. The water pressure caused all the car windows to shatter. Water poured into the car. Jan accidentally breathed the water, and everything went black as she passed out.