Chapter 6

The Bad Guy

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Trouble from two

Paulina ran up to Stan.

"Did my advice come in handy?"

Stan sighed and sweatdropped at her.

"Don't you have like, homework or a dentist's appointment?" he sighed.

Paulina stared at him. Stan cocked his head.

"What? What did I say?" he asked. A tear bubbled into Paulina's eye.

"You don't want me here, do you?" she cried. "You want me to leave!"

"Uh, wait! No, that's not it…"

"Yes, it is!" sobbed Paulina. She immedietly snatched his paw. "But I won't leave you Stan! I'm staying for ever, and ever!"

Sandy stared at Stan from across the room. Donald giggled crazily. Stan felt Paulina's tears drench his fur.

"No, wait… kid!"

"Don't call me kid!" she cried. "You hate me!"

"Hey!" yelled Stan, quickly leading her out of the clubhouse. "Ki- Paulina, how about I get you more sunflower seeds?"

Paulina wiped her eyes.

"Really?"

Stan smiled softly.

"Yeah, really." he said.

"Make it a bag of salted acrons."

Stan sighed and put his hands on his hips.

"Paulina, you are a tough bargainer."

Paulina offered Stan an acorn, and he ate it carefully.

"Oh, and the guys here are just terrible, Mandy…"

Stan's ears perked up as Paulina slurped happily.

"Hang on, I'll be right back." he said. In one movemoent, he got up and walked to the spare bedroom. Kristina talked on the phone, as Stan saw. She laughed.

"Really? He's trying to be bad. Oh, I just love bad boys."

Stan's eyes widened and he poked back around.

"That's it!"

"So… what's the signal?" asked Paulina. She clutched the black stereo. Stan pulled the black cap further over his ears.

"When I say, 'A ballad for Pashmina and Kristina, the two cutest girls on earth, yo.'"

"Oh. I see. OK." Paulina paused, and then scowled. "PASHMINA AND KRISTINA?"

"Shush, shush, shush!" cried Stan, flailing his arms and sweatdropping. "Umm… you're the cutest… girl who's not my age. Just wait for the signal, OK? Paulina?"

Paulina slumped down into the armchair.

"Fine. But you owe me-"

"A bag of salted acorns. I know. Just keep quiet." he paused. "And-"

"WAIT FOR THE SIGNAL! SHEESH, I KNOW!"

"Ok. Good."

Stan tickeyed around the corner, and sighed. Bijou was doing Pashmina's hair in an awful up-do, and Paulina was talking on the phone. Again.

"Ahem!" coughed Stan. The ham-hams looked up, and Stan looked at Paulina. She nodded.

"A ballad for Pashmina and Kristina, the cutest girls on earth, yo!"

The whole clubhouse sweatdropped. Stan coughed, and gave a flirtacious smirk to the girls. Bijou got up and walked away, coughing very hard.

"Yo.

My name is Stan!

Would either of you like to be my man?

Just hang with me

And you will see

Just how awesome

The Stan-meister can be…"

"AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Everyone turned to look at Kristina. She was doubled over, and her cell phone had fallen to the floor. She was laughing so hard, tears were rolling down her cheeks. Stan sweatdropped.

"ABORT! ABORT!" cried someone from around the corner. It was Paulina. Stan gulped and ran out of the clubhouse.

"What a loser!" laughed Kristina, hardly breathing.

"GUWAAAAH!"

Stan stuffed his face with salted acorns.

"HOW HUMILIATING! I – uh… pass the chocolate-covered seeds. WAAAH!"

"Aww, it's OK." said Paulina. She patted his back with a small paw. She looked up. "Hey. Here comes Rogue."

"Oh, hamn." mumbled Stan. "What does he want?"

What does Rogue want? (lol)Find out: in the next chapter!