Hi everyone! Before I let you go on to this sequel, which is so sudden, let me tell all of you the news. Due to my lack of mood, and sudden changes of habit, it came to a conclusion that I wasn't able to finish my first story that is still in progress. I have decided to release this one. I know that the first one isn't finish yet, but hey, if you want to write a sequel/prequel so badly, but couldn't because the first one wasn't done yet... You just gotta do it. Also, I've been planning for this since last month, and the day I would release this is before on Christmas, to let you guys have the opportunity to finally read the sequel after for a long time.
Also, do note: Nathan does not belong to me, he belongs to a friend on a different site, Quotev, Okami!
Without further ado, Enjoy!
Morning hit the town of Spoonerville, the fresh and clear air was enough to satisfy locals to enjoy the morning.
There is one local house enjoying their morning, while having a barbeque and settling their feast for a happily occasions. Especially, the upcoming freshmen college students. It was their dream on finally moving up to College to live with a life they want to endure, and they were best friends too.
The young adult, Max Goof, and his two best friends, PJ and Bobby. They were practicing their skills through skating and bicycling for their dream of competition in College. Max always on his skateboard and his ramp, PJ on his bicycle, and Bobby with his roller skates, rolling down his way smoothly.
While they were practicing and enjoying their athletics, two parents we organizing the food and decorations, one of them was Goof. Max's father, the clumsy yet caring person, who often does fail attempts on almost everything he came in contact with. The other was Pete, PJ's father, the mean but loving father towards his son, and a concerned friend towards Goofy.
Goof was posting the banner on a wall with marked that read "Good Luck At College!". He was doing fine on attaching it, but it fell, he then put it back where it was placed but without something to stick with. He looked at the table as he glanced on a tape, he tried to reach for it but no luck, so he thought of a way. He raised his leg up and puts on the edge of the banner to prevent it from falling again as he reached for the tape. He took a long one and pasted on the wall. However, Goofy did not cut the edge, so it rolled at the bottom without even knowing. It proceeded to roll towards Pete who was cooking, it circled him as he was unaware of the tape. Goofy noticed that the tape stick on his right arm, he tried to wiggle it to get it off. But then, he roughly pulled it, then the tape that was circled on the Pete, he was pulled and fell on the ground. Goofy fell as well, and being covered with full of tapes around his body. He jolt back to glance on what just happened, then the banner fell unto him, leaving him wonder.
Max was on the edge of the ramp, fixing his skateboard while talking to his friends about his future relieves.
"Do you realize going off to college means; no more, well-meaning but totally smothering, over-protective, doting ah-yucking dads?" Max yelled.
"Yeah, well, yours at least." PJ added in feeling gloomy, "My dad's been counting down the days until he can turn my bedroom into a bowling alley."
"Hey, we have a surefire way to shoot straight to the top of the freshman heap!"
"The College X-Games!" All three of them yelled proudly.
"First freshmen team to win it all!"
"First team to boot those number one Gammas on their boot-tays!" The three laughed out of their confidence.
"The Gammas may be five-time winners, but I hope they're ready for a losing streak!"
"Let's beat the Gammas!" They yelled.
"Let's do it to it!" They were proud, and gave each other a high five in the air, cheering for their ambition for the coming college life.
Goofy stood at a distance, seeing and hearing their enthusiasm. He smiled at his son, but couldn't help but to feel miserable. He turned his back from them as he walked towards a table behind Pete.
"Gawrsh, Pete, one day you're changin' their diapers." He spoke to his friend while he was cooking.
"And... the next thing you know... they're grown up and leavin' for college."
"Well, Goof, the way I see it. It's my last night of baby-sitting, land I'm a free man!" Pete happily cheered, well, he can't lie it was a final relief for him since that his son is going for college.
He kept on yelling happily, but Goofy stood there thinking otherwise. He was already in despaired when his other son left years back, having the best time of his life that he deserved. Now, his oldest son was going to do the same, leaving him. The way of thinking made Goofy made a little lonely, he quickly removed the thought, he should not be thinking that. He should be happy for his sons.
"Hey, why don't you get the boys? Food's almost ready." Pete requested, Goofy nodded.
He slowly walked towards the freshmen, they watched Max performed outstanding. He was always the skilled skater from the two, but he wasn't arrogant about it, just liked to show off every now and then. Goofy watched his son skating backwards and forwards on his ramp.
"Nice rasta, pasta, Maxman!" Bobby cheered.
"Oh, Maxie's pretty good at that boardin' stuff." Goofy pointed out.
"He is totally gonna kill at college." Bobby added.
That made Goofy realized a major thing when finishing education that Max must know. He didn't let his other son know that, but this time, Max has to know.
Max landed on the ground as he aced the skating as he always does. His friends once cheered again, and complimenting on his skating skills.
Then, silenced entered in when Goofy walked to his son.
"Listen, son, that there X-Games fiddle-faddle may be all well and fun. But remember, you're going off to college to make something of yourselves." Goofy enlightened him, Max smiled.
"Exactly." He replied.
"You'll get a degree, and the world will be your clam." Max gave a confused look, as if it was a wrong phrase.
"Um, oyster, dad?" Max corrected, but his dad didn't got the point.
"No, thanks. I'm saving room for weenies." He lend a hand and he placed on his son's shoulder as Goofy led them to a certain throwing target that was placed on a tiny sandbox area.
Max and the others let out a groaned a little.
"Oh no, not the old horseshoe lecture." PJ said, dismayed. They sat down at the grass, while Goofy took one horseshoe as he spins it.
"Ya see, tossin' horseshoe is a lot of like how life works." Goofy lectured, then the horseshoe that he was spinning suddenly, the horseshoe flew and landed on Pete's bowl filled with cake mix, also splashed all over on Pete's face, spitting a few as some entered in his mouth.
"Sorry, Pete." Goofy gave a small smile, however returned a groan, and glaring at him.
"Uh, like I was saying... It's about-"
"Staying focus on your goal." The three continued the phrase with a low tone, as if they had known that many times now.
"Right! You see, every once in a while, life gives you important tossin' opportunity. Like, uh..." He said, as he took another horseshoe, and trying to think of a word to explain it further.
"Well, college for instance! If you want that dee-ploma, you gotta fix both eyes on it like it was this here horseshoe stake." Max just rolled his eyes on the mispronunciation of "diploma".
"And with the proper "consecration"... and follow through." Goofy finished, as he focused on the target, and moving backward, and forwards. Also, with a gesture, preparing for an aim.
"Come on, throw it, will ya!" Pete yelled from a distance.
Goofy then threw the horseshoe, however he missed the target. The horseshoe went towards a tree, twirled on a trunk and dashed through a bird's nest, bolted to his roof. Bounced all the way down to a pipe, and went through a hole, making loud thuds as goes down another pipe, and finally got out as it lands it target.
Goofy cheered, and jumped around, proud of his aiming.
"Yah-hoo-hoo! A ringer! Ya see, Maxie? You've just gotta stay focused-" When he turned around, the boys weren't there anymore, he glanced behind him to see all of them were on the table, having food already. It made Goofy a little left out, but he smile as he walked towards them, he wouldn't let them have all the food.
"Hey, Goof! It's getting cold already, come one!" Pete yelled.
Goofy chuckled, "Hey! Save a weenie for me!" he replied.
"Hey, Peej, isn't ten hotdogs enough? Pass 'em over here!" Max demanded
"Whatever, dude!"
Goofy grabbed a burger to taste, suddenly he cellphone rang in his pocket, making him stop to take a bite.
"Hold on, just a quick." He said, as he pulled out his phone.
"Yelow!"
"Hey, dad!"
Goofy's eyes widened, he put the burger down on a plate, Max saw this and turned to his father with curious look.
"Dad, who are you talking to?" Max asked, but he wasn't able to hear it, as the others were a bit noisy, and chewing their foods loudly.
"Son?"
Max froze, he straightened his gesture, and put the fork down on his plate. His body quivered, and he suddenly became nervous, but the others didn't acknowledged it. Max looked at his father, when he heard the word "son", he knew exactly who it was.
LA High School, Los Angeles, California
"From the top fellas; five, six, seven, eight!"
A normal daily routine for students to participate in their clubs, as it was the last day of their school month, for they will be having a academic break for the whole month.
Today, on the Dance and Music Club, four bandmates were teaching their fellow school and classmates major choreography that they have been working on for a few weeks, before they were informed of having an academic break.
"Better go with the flow! Don't force yourself on just dancing, you gotta feel the rhythm in your body!" One student lectured. He was a dancer, vocalist, and a drummer, he often teaches his friends on dancing as it was his major talent. Same goes on drumming, as his secondary, he often plays with transitions and focuses on the beats. But, teaching choreography to his friends was much more essential. He was wearing a tank top, jogging pants, and rubber shoes. His hair was orange, and he has very cocky personality that he often shows a lot, his name was Louie Arkensaw
"Now that's what I'm talking about! Keep going! I'm like you can't hang out with that!" He sang, while he danced along observing his schoolmates moves.
"Now, singing while dancing might be a little difficult, but the thing is; you don't have to sing while you are dancing at the same time." Another one lectured.
He was a vocalist, bass player, and the best friend of their leader, he guides his schoolmates on not pressuring themselves too much, as it would lead them to a failed performance. He also dances, but not the same as Louie, for he has his role in the group. He plays the bass as the middle soundtrack of their covers, and original songs, while his bestfriend deals with the high notes. He was wearing a green hoodie, blue jeans, and an old skool vans. His hair was a bit long and a orange line at the end, and he has a protective, rebellious personality, considering for towards his bestfriend, his name was Nathan Woods.
"You just gotta let the music kick, and do all the singing for you while you dance. But, don't get too carried away about it when doing that." Nathan finished.
"If you want to strum your hands according to the tone of the song, you might want to practice on a slow yet processing ups and downs." The third one lectured.
As for this member, he is the youngest of the group, and also a full-asian person, Half-Filipino and Half-Korean. He came to the school as an exchange student, there were he met new friends, and the friends that he had now. Being the youngest, with energetic personality, he sings through the form of rap. He typically is the fan favorite as he often raps gracefully, but he didn't let the popularity get in his head, unlike his friend, Louie who shows off all the time. He was calm, yet worrisome person too, being the youngest, he can't help but to think way too much. He is also a guitarist, and often plays for the background sound, and does acoustic covers. Now, he is wearing gray t-shirt, loose jeans, and blue sneakers. His hair is curly, and pink, he also a shy type person when meets new people around him, his name was Josh Kim-Byun.
"Almost forgot, if you aren't that fond of singing while playing an instrument, always slow down, so you can have progress. No need to rush on every thing." He joked, as his mates laughed.
"No, dad, I'm not using my phone during class, I don't have one as of now. It's our club hours we are currently doing." Finally, the last member.
He was talking to his dad through his cellphone, and he was sitting on a small rehearsal stage. This member is the leader of the group, at first it was overwhelming to become as the leader, because he was nervous on leading the group. But luckily, his friends was always at his side. It was his job to make his bandmates feel the confidence within them, singing and dancing was always his talent, aside from skating. It was a bit ironic that he often calls their title as group more than a band. Since they always sing and dance rather than singing while playing an instrument, above all of that, it wasn't difficult for them having both. He is also the main vocalist and bass player, he often plays as the high note while Nathan does the low note. His personality rather optimistic, responsible, kind-hearted, and cold when he needed to be. He only becomes cold and serious if something caught him off guard, or seeing something disturbing, but he often controls himself. He was wearing a blue tank top hoodie, blue jeans, and sneaker. His hair is black, straight and had a little pony tail behind his head. His name was Andy Goof, also the son of Goofy, and the younger brother of Max.
He was already a teenager, studying at 9th grade along with his friends, but being more specific, Nathan being the oldest, as they were only a year gap.
"Of course, dad, same daily schedule... What? Well, to be honest, I'm just sitting right now, while Nathan and the others handle the lectures. Why am I not hel-, Nathan suggested I took fives, he thinks I work way too much." Andy protested, while he ate his sandwich.
"Oh, is that it? Are you havin' fun son?"
"Dad, of course I am, just resting and eating my sandwich." He said and took a bite.
"Well, that sounds good. How are your friends doing, are they doing fine?
"Yeah, dad, as I told you, they're giving lectures about vocals, instruments, and dancing."
"Okay, good for the-" Goofy didn't finished, as another voice joined in.
"Dad, is that Andy you're talking to?"Andy's eyes widened as he heard the voice, no doubt that he does not know the voice, and it seemed he called at a bad timing.
"Crap." He whispered. He sighed to himself and put his sandwich down as he covered his face.
"Uhhh... yeah, Maxie, it's your brother."
"Can I talk to him?" Andy began to sat straight, he does not want to deal with that for now.
"Well... I guess so Maxie, but lemme ask him that-"
"Andy!" Another joined in, this time it wasn't through the phone, but behind him. He turned to see who called him, it was his bestfriend, Nathan, as he waved at him.
"I need you here for a sec!" Nathan pleaded, he nodded, now that; was a good timing.
"Uh, sorry, dad, but I think I have to go." He said.
"What? Already, son? Maxie wants to-"
"I know, but Nathan just called me out, he needs me." He reasoned.
"Well... I'll tell, Maxie. You go and do that, son, that is more important."
"Thanks, dad, anyways gotta go, bye!"
"Bye, son, love ya!"
Uh... love you too, dad." He blushed when he said that, and honestly, he was still getting used to it.
Andy ended the call and finished the rest of sandwich, he stood up proceeded his way to his bestfriend.
"As of now, Max. Don't ruin my morning." He said with deep tone.
The call ended, Goofy put his phone back inside his pocket, he looked at Max who was already glaring at him. Max was saddened of the denied attempt, he won't be reaching his brother, again. This made the others finally acknowledge him, PJ patted him on the back, while Pete and Bobby kept the mood going.
Goofy patted his head, "I'm sorry, Maxie. But your brother was about to have his class, he needed to take his phone away." Max looked away, another excuse.
"I understand... dad." Max replied, then he ate his burger.
Goofy frowned at the reaction he received, nevertheless he still kept a smile. He took his burger again, and quickly complained towards his friend.
"Pete, this ones cold now!"
"Well, if you stopped talking earlier, you would have devoured the whole food up!" Pete replied, as he smacked his back in a friendly way. The others laughed at them, but Max didn't. He was still looking away, lost in his own thoughts.