Wizards of Waverly Place

I've got a secret

Part Three: Day Three

It was Monday, October 4, 2010, and this is day three of a year in the life of the Russo's. The Russo's were preparing to leave for their days of school and lack of work, but all had other things on their minds.

Theresa was working at the stove when Jerry and the others came down. "Oh, you've come back!" Yelled Theresa as she ran to embrace them.

"Gross get off me!" Yelled Alex as she pulled away from her. "What do you mean 'came back'? We've been here all night."

"You didn't come home for dinner, I thought you all ran away because I was so boring."

"No, we just had other things to do." Said Jerry. "That's one thing you gotta understand about interesting people. Sometimes they have duties that are so important that they have to set their families aside, in order to accomplish their goals."

"Oh, well I'll show you all, today I'm going to find something to give my life purpose, and I'll be so busy with that, that I'll neglect all of you for my duties. Theresa Russo is no longer a potted plant, she's a real person, you'll all see!"

"Sure mom, we believe in you." Said Justin dully. "Mom, you're not meant to be an interesting person, you like all that stuff like, cooking, cleaning, things that have to get done, but nobody notices when people do them. Mom, why don't you help me with my pursuits?"

"What, to get that stupid movie shut down?" Asked Alex.

"How did you know about that?"

"It was in your news letter. I don't usually read it, but I figured that since you know it never gets read, that you would put things in it that you don't want anybody to find out."

"Well, if anybody were to find out about my pursuits then I could get arrested for piracy of a film in progress, leading a conspiracy, and causing riot of the people. Which is exactly why I had Juliet do all the shooting. So what do you say mom?"

"What if we wanted to help?" Asked Jerry.

"Don't you have a necklace to get back?" Asked Justin.

"You do read my newsletter. Wait I don't have one. But that is true, until that necklace is in our possession, I can't focus on anything, and to think, this never would've happened if I hadn't had the same name of that guys neighbor."

"I wish I had a name of some crazy person's neighbor." Complained Theresa.

"You guys wouldn't be able to handle the intense work that is involved in taking down some awful movie. It will require hours of secret meetings, pre-planning, materials, intercepting the operation, guns, it's intense."

"Maybe the movie is so bad they won't have any security at all." Suggested Jerry.

"Ha, you might be right. So, my mob has, only me and Juliet, and, okay, will you guys please help me?" Pleaded Justin.

"Sorry, I'm just not cut to take down a movie." Said Alex sarcastically.

"I was mostly talking to mom."

"Sorry Justin, I need my own thing. Maybe I could help somebody find their long lost child, and make a movie about it."

"They do that, I'LL shut it down." Said Jerry.

"Ha, the bus is here and I'm going to blow out its tires with these sharp rocks. Pretty soon I'll be able to use arrows to shoot them out from 500 feet. Mason and I can make the money, I know it. We are a wizard and a were wolf. He's the werewolf and I'm the wizard."

"Ya, we know."

"You're a wizard!" Asked Jerry.

"Where is Max, he's been gone forever. Ha, maybe that's what I'll do, I'll find Max. Nobody try to stop me, this is it. My son goes missing, and now it's my duty to find him. See ya." Said Theresa as she headed to Jerry's closet.

"I hope they don't touch my magazines. There's three years worth of sandwich recipes in there." Said Jerry as he grabbed his cards off the counter. "By."

At the school, Justin and Juliet were in their senior class, while the teacher was yapping away about his insane political views and throwing erasers at people, Justin and Juliet were talking about their assault on the movie. "He went into the closet, and now he's missing, so mom's going to find him. I mean, where in a closet could he hide?"

"Well, it could be a magic closet." Suggested Juliet.

"Magic? Ya right. Now, what do we do to recruit people, people who we know will never tell the police about the destruction of this heinous film?"

"Justin, is it really that bad? I mean, what's the worst that could happen? It gets put in theaters, people waste money to see it, are dissatisfied and go on one of those personal review sites and make blogs that nobody's ever going to read?"

"No, it could be put into theaters, one of those insane people from the, the Asylum, sees it, submits it, and it ends up winning the Oscar, sending it into mass popularity, causing DVD sales to skyrocket, it becomes a huge symbol of pop culture, and you and I are rejected for hating it, because we're the only ones who know the truth!"

"I never thought of it that way. Ha, why don't we ask your mom? She'd never call the police on her favorite child."

"No, but she's too busy looking for my stupid brother, uh, whatever his name is!"

"Well, why don't we try to find Max, so we can get your mother to help us with the protest, another trivial, barely accomplishing step, to taking down this movie, which I don't hardly see posing any threat."

"I never thought of that. Fine, when we get home we'll, search dad's, magical closet. Anything to accomplish my goal, which doesn't even matter, as long as I do something that affects people all around the world."

"You mean, ah forget it." Said Juliet.

"Great, now, we'll need pitch forks, miner helmets, flashlights, oxygen tanks..."

"All this for looking in a closet?"

"What? Oh I forgot about that. We should take some time off what I was just planning to do that to get mom, who is looking for Max, so she can help us, uh, uh..."

"Take down that movie."

"Right! That's what we're doing. Ha, the teacher's burning the textbooks. Maybe I should ask him, he could burn the film reels, and he's so insane no police officer would charge people on his reports."

"I am not working with an insane man." Exclaimed Juliet.

"Fine, then you've got to be the burning person."

"I thought I was the filming person."

"That's already done. I'd do it, but I have to coordinate what everybody else has to do."

"Okay."

In Alex's classroom, Alex and Mason were ranting to each other about the money-making plan for the advanced archery school while the teachers were talking to each other. "What if we charged my mom to find Max? She probably hates looking for him. She thinks it's her purpose in life, but we all know her life has no purpose. We could charge Justin to, because if mom's not looking for Max, then she could join his stupid movie mob."

"Justin's making a movie?"

"No, he's trying to destroy one, he thinks it's going to win the Oscar."

"I was gonna see that, if it's the same one."

"It is."

"Bu..."

"It is."

"Okay."

"Ha, we could charge him to be in his mob."

"I thought we weren't good enough to be in his mob."

"He'll settle for anyone, all he has is mom, Juliet, and some crazy arsonist teacher."

"Alright. So we have to search for your brother in a closet?"

"Ya, when this is all done, there won't be an air filled tire within a hundred miles of this place. Are you in?"

"I'm in!"

Jerry and Kramer were at his house, on the phone. "Yes, Friday then, thank you. Alright, it's set. The big game's on Friday." Said Kramer.

"Alright, that necklace is as good as ours, then your friends. Wow, this is going to be a hollow reward."

"Everything we do is." Said Kramer.

That night, the group was talking about their plans to find Max. "Okay, since we have such tight schedules, we can't find Max until Thursday, but we need out pay, right now." Said Alex.

"Here." Said Theresa, Justin and Juliet as they handed them the money,

"And we will join your mob." Said Mason.

"Great. That movie is going down!"

"Where's your dad?" Asked Theresa.

"Emergency card meeting." Said Alex.

"Ah." Said everybody.

Will Alex and Mason find Max? Will the mob really take down the movie? Will Jerry win the necklace? Will Theresa ever find purpose in her life? You'll find out if you read the other 363 days in the year in the life of the Russo's, "I've got a secret."