Note: This story takes place on Earth! (Just for fun).
Lone Wolfdog--lol, I know! Jim in a Speedo! Well, I hope you like this one!
Commander Zucchini---Thanks! I'm glad that you liked it!
LadyAmelia2008---Yeah, it would be fun to see Jim in a Speedo:D (Funny, too!)
treasure planet-gurl---Yup, I'm back! Whoohoo! Thanks so much for the great review. I'm really glad that you found the first chapter funny…that's my goal!
Jim sat in stony silence as Sarah drove towards home. He was roughly mashing the shopping bag which contained his Speedo. All the while the teen gritted his teeth---the swim suit was making him that annoyed.
"Jim, sweetheart, what's wrong?" asked Sarah, lightly tapping the steering wheel with her fingers.
"What's wrong? You bought me a swim suit that could easily fit Barbie!" Jim snapped.
His mom stared at him. "I think you need to listen to some of my yoga music."
"Mom---"
Soft, fluttery music poured forth from the minivan's CD player. Gurgling water sounds suddenly erupted into a crescendo as the song commenced.
"Do you feel more relaxed?"
"I need to use the bathroom," was Jim's comment.
Sarah's brow furrowed. "Hmm. That wasn't the effect I wanted. Maybe if I played some Britney Spears---"
Jim's glazed eyes suddenly focused on the Doppler's mansion, which was a few blocks away.
"Could you drop me off at the Dopplers'?" he pleaded. The yoga CD, with its water recordings, was more than he could bear.
"Well, okay, Jim. It's just as well anyway. Could you give this to Delbert?" Sarah asked, handing her son a letter.
"Oh. Does this have to do with your surprise?"
"Yes. But don't read it---yet. Understood?"
Jim snatched the letter and practically galloped up the Doppler's driveway. Sarah's white minivan sped off, and the teen was left alone.
Delbert's Mercedes-Benz was in the driveway, so thankfully, the doctor was home. Jim was secretly glad that Amelia's car wasn't there. The teen rapped the front door. No answer.
"Hey, anyone home?" Jim called. Still no answer.
Okay…I guess I could just run in, use their bathroom, and leave the letter, the teenager thought. Hastily looking around, Jim opened the front door. The mansion inside was tidy, as usual. The wooden floors were gleaming with polish and small potted palm trees were to be seen tucked away in corners.
Jim knew where the bathroom was---when the Benbow Inn had been destroyed by a fire awhile back, he had to stay at the mansion for a duration. The downstairs bathroom was always interesting. The marble counters were always stocked with expensive soaps and lotions. Usually, Jim always paused to see what kind of new stuff the Dopplers had bought, but he didn't even bother to look this time--he just rushed in and rushed out.
When the teen emerged from the lavish bathroom, Delbert was just coming down the big staircase.
"Oh, hello, Jim!" the doctor called. He pushed up his glasses and peered at the teen with a puzzled look on his face.
Jim felt frazzled. He definitely had not planned to be caught using their bathroom.
"Uh…can I borrow a swim suit from you?" he stammered.
"Why, certainly! I am loaded with sexy---oops, I mean---stylish attire for the swimming pool." The flustered canine gestured at Jim, wanting him to follow.
Jim walked up the staircase and followed Delbert down a wide hallway.
"Um, I must say I haven't gone swimming in awhile, so these may be slightly out of style…" the doctor was saying, his voice slightly muffled. He was bent over looking through his clothes cabinet. Jim felt slightly awkward being in their bedroom, but that feeling vanished as the swim suits began to appear.
"Try these," Delbert said, handing over two wrinkled ones.
"Whoa---these are…cool," Jim managed. One was white with the repeating slogan, Star Trek Convention, 1983. The other was covered with the various planets in the solar system: Jupiter, Saturn, etc.
"Uh, I think I'll try this one," Jim said, holding up the planet one.
"Outstanding choice, my boy," Delbert replied.
"Oh---before I try the swimming trunks on, my mom wanted me to give this to you," the teen stated. The doctor took the letter and tore open the envelope. Not wanting to find out what the surprise was, Jim took the planet swimming suit and walked out of the room.
The teenager soon found a guest bedroom and closed the door. Delbert's swim suit was a tad big, but it was sure better than the black Speedo. Jim was about to throw out his new swim suit when he thought better of it. Perhaps, when trying on Delbert's swimming trunks, it would be wiser to slip on the Speedo underneath it---just in case the worst should happen.
A few minutes later, Jim waltzed out of the guest bedroom clad in the baggy swimsuit.
"Hey, Doc?"
"In my…err…bedroom!" called the doctor's upbeat voice.
Jim pushed the door open, and inside was Delbert, sitting in a yoga position.
"Uh…maybe I should come back…you haven't been talking to my mom lately, have you?" Jim asked. What was it with yoga and adults? Hopefully, this was a phase the doctor was going through.
Before he got married, Delbert had gone into many stages of interest. Once, he had become fiercely devoted to Sherlock Holmes. Sarah had instantly gone out and bought the kind canine a deerstalker's hat and pipe. Jim, on the other hand, had thought that the situation was hilarious. He took advantage of the situation and wrote down clues on pieces of paper for the doc to follow. Jim's masterpiece clue had said: "A clue you will find down an inside privy." Of course, when Delbert had donned on rubber gloves and began to grope around the downstairs toilet for the next clue, Sarah instantly grounded her son for two weeks. Jim still thought it had been hilarious. Still…yoga and Delbert didn't mix.
"I haven't carried on with…um, I mean, called upon your mother, Jim! My doctor recommended that I sit like this after I fell off a motorcycle."
Jim perked up. "Whoa! You fell off a motorcycle? I never even knew you had one!"
Delbert flushed. "Um, actually, make 'fell off," jumped off. A friend of mine let me sit in back, you see. I panicked once it started, and I jumped off. Unfortunately, I ended up bruising my…ahem…rear end."
"Doc! You have to try things out every now and then," Jim said, rolling his eyes.
"Point well taken, Jim. Um, could you help me get up from this ridiculous position?"
Sighing, Jim grabbed Delbert's hands and tried to heft the doctor up. Delbert was more heavy than Jim had thought, and his efforts caused the planet swimming trunks to slip off. Jim was greatly relieved that he had decided to keep the Speedos on after all. Then, the well known, dreaded sound of Amelia's boots reached his ears and the teen's heart turned to ice.