Alright, this story is starting to get on my last nerve… rrr… so this chapter will be short. I'm going to be honest.
"So, you're sure it wasn't just a WIZRD malfunction?" Bonnie asked Phil on the phone.
"Yeah, the truth ray doesn't work, and Pim doesn't even know where the Insta-Morph is."
"That's it?"
"Yeah. I don't know, Keely, I think that this has nothing to do with my future technology."
"But it has to!" Bonnie whined. "This kind of thing doesn't happen because of Mom's stupid wishing bowl!"
Bonnie heard a tone, and told Phil to hold on while she took the other call. "Hey, Bonnie?" a boy asked on the other end.
"Yeah, who is this?"
"It's Andy Atchison," the boy responded. Bonnie yanked Keely's arm as she walked by, as he pressed on. "Listen, I was wondering if you'd want to go on a date with me tonight…"
"Andy Atchison asked you on a date," Bonnie said, a look of questioning on her face.
"Ooh! Say yes say yes say yes!"
"I dunno…" Bonnie muttered.
"I didn't ruin your relationship with Phil…" Keely pleaded.
"Yeah, tonight would be great," Bonnie said, and Keely started dancing. "Yeah, great. Okay, bye." She switched back to Phil's line, and asked, "So what are we going to do?"
"I don't know… I just don't know what could be causing this to happen… you didn't have any Chinese food, did you?"
"No," Bonnie said. "We ruled that out a while ago…"
"Okay… well, I'll let you know if anything happens…" Phil said, with an air of defeat about him.
He hung up the phone, and Lloyd asked him to go get his toolbox out of the garage.
"Alright," Phil sighed, and walked out to the garage. A strange funk came from there. Clearly, Curtis hadn't cleaned up in a while.
So Phil looked for Lloyd's toolbox, and eventually found it, stashed next to the Insta-Morph. Phil yawned, picked it up, and closed the door.
He set the toolbox on the table, then his eyes widened. "Oh, scraps!" he shouted.
Okay… so review. Make my hours of effort worthwhile.