Chapter 4: Chris's License
Later that day, Peter and Chris returned home, and Chris held his driver's license high in the air. "Hey, Mom, look what I got!" Chris announced.
"Oh, that's wonderful, Chris, let me see," Lois said, running over to look at Chris's license. All of Chris's physical specifications and other information were scattered all over the laminate card, and his picture was on the right. Lois handed Chris his license back. "Oh, Chris, I'm so proud of you! You must have really improved on driving at the last minute!"
"Au contraire, Lois," Peter smirked.
"Yeah, I failed the driver's test," Chris admitted.
"But how…then why…how did you get your license?" Lois asked.
"That's for us to know, and you to never find out," Peter smirked again.
(Flashback: Plastics Factory, 1 hour ago. Peter and Chris are standing by a large tub of white plastic. Peter takes out his driver's license, and then, Chris takes a bucket and takes out some white plastic. They then mold it to the size and shape of Peter's license. Then, Peter takes a marker and writes all of Chris's information on it. He then pastes a picture of Chris from his wallet, and then, the two go off to a Laminate Factory, where they coat everything with laminate. Flashback ends.)
"You didn't make this license on your own, did you guys?" Lois asked, sounding a bit angry.
"Hey!" snapped Peter. "Who told you?"
The End