Chapter 4: Grandpa's back!

Kaire and Tyson were woken up by the sound of Grandpa beating on a pan with a metal spoon. "RISE AND SHINE TWINKIES!"

Tyson was the first to NOT move as Grandpa made racket.

"Ugh... Grandpa!" Kaire sat up, slightly annoyed but knowing that she had to get awake sometime.

"Whaaaaaaaat?" Grandpa yelled over his noise but didn't stop making it.

"WILL- YOU- CUT- IT- OUT!" Kaire yelled, sticking her fingers in her ears with her eyes still shut.

"Wakey wakey Tyson!" Grandpa got right beside of Tyson's head and continued to bang the metal spoon against the pan beside of Tyon's ears.

Tyson moved but it was only a change in position as he slept. "foooood..." He groaned quietly, drool on his pillow beside of his mouth.

Kaira opened her eyes, keeping her fingers in her ears. She looked at Tyson and fought herself on whether or not she was going to shut her eyes again. "Gramps.. Can you knock it off please?" Kaira raised her voice again.

Grandpa looked at her. He terminated the noise. "You know, dudette, you take all the fun outta getting you peeps up in the morning!" He said, lightly touching Tyson's side with his foot.

"Well, Gramps... WE like to sleep in mornings!" Kaire said, her hands returning to her lap.

"C'mon! Ya gotta be hip! Ya gotta do your exercises like Ty does in the mornings!"

"No... No... I'm going out for a run like I do every morning!" Kaire grinned. She stood up, stretched her arms out and then proceeded to get some clothes out of her bag.

Grandpa kneeled down beside of Tyson. "Get up, my main man!" He shook Tyson.

"Lemmego!" Tyson slurred.

"Gramps... It'll take a lot to wake him up!" Kaire commented.

"Oh no it wont, dudette..." Grandpa said, then stepped back about a foot. "SUUUUURPRIIIIISE AAAAAAAAATTAAAAACK!"

"AAAAAH!" Tyson yelled and jumped straight outta bed.

"Heh heh heh... That always works!" Grandpa wink at the giggling Kaire.

"Graaaaaaaaandpaaaaaaaaaa!" Was the next thing Tyson yelled. "WHY DO YOU ALWAYS GOTTA GO AND DO THAT! I was in the middle of swimming in a mountain of food!-- Yum!" Tyson rubbed his stomach.

"TYSON! I swear, if you don't stop thinkin' about your stomach... you're never gonna learn anything! Sheesh! ... Now hurry up and get dressed! Ya main man Kenny's waitin' for you t-- Well... apparently Kaire's already left..." Grandpa scratched his head in confusion.

"Alright! See ya Gramps!" Tyson called just as he ran out the door, adjusting his hat.

Grandpa sighed. "That boy..." He muttered, then looked around the messy room. "TYYYSOOOOOOON!" He yelled, in frustration.

( OOC: TIME FOR ANOTHER OUT OF CHARACTER SPECIAL! WOOOHOOO!

:Tyson: WHEW! I'm beat! Where's my hotdog?

:Me: NO HOTDOGS UNTIL YOU BE QUIET!

:Tyson: shrinks into his chair and sticks out his tongue Meanie!
:Me: I may be mean, but just remember, buster, that I'm in charge of this fanfic and I can make you do anything! See! makes Tyson dance in the chair

:Hillary: TYSON! GET YOUR FEET OUT OF THE CHAIR!

:Tyson sits down: It wasn't me! I swear!
:Hillary: I'm not that stupid! gets up and chases Tyson around the backyard, which is pretty big

:Me: Ooooooooookaaaaaaaay... I guess that's all for this OUT OF CHARACTER SPECIAL! Everyone! Say BYE!
:everyone: BAI BAI! )