I forgot to put a disclaimer up on the last chapter…but by now you should know I don't own this show. Seriously, why would I post this on a fanfiction site if I owned the show?

-2-

"Mandyyyyyyy! I'm ho-ome!" Billy yelled as he entered the house with his eyes closed. A 1950's laugh track played, which confused Billy, so he opened his eyes and spotted Jeff.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

-X-

Mandy was STILL reading the newspaper in the kitchen when she heard the scream. "Billy's home."

When she said that, Billy ran into the kitchen. "Sp..sp…spider!"

"I know. Jeff's still alive. Can you believe it?"

"What's he doing here?!"

"He's here to see you. Now, be a good father and at least say 'Hi' to him."

"He is not my son! My son looks like you! Which is creepy!"

"Well, Jeff still thinks you're his dad, so say 'Hi' to him."

"But…"

"SAY 'HI' TO HIM!"

"EEK!" Billy shrieked as he ran back into the living room.

"Hey, Dad!" Jeff waved.

Billy started to shake. "Uh…h-hi…" He honestly didn't know what was scarier: his supposed spider "son" or his own wife.

The red-headed man gulped. "S-so…what brings y-you here…?"

"I just wanted to see my dear old dad again!" Jeff gleamed. "Just in case…you know…I die. Which surprisingly hasn't happened yet."

"Oh. Swell. Leave."

"But…I just got here…three-and-a-half hours ago!"

"T'ree-and-a-half hours I'll never get back," Grim mumbled, watching the stupid show that was currently on TV.

"So, wanna do something together, Dad?" Jeff asked.

Um…I'd love t-too…but…I'm gonna play catch with my…um…son…"

"Okay! I'll get my catcher's mitt!"

"Uh…I meant Scott."

"Oh…okay… we'll play catch afterwards then."

"Uh…yeah…" Billy gulped as he went upstairs.

Mandy entered the living room. "The obituaries section is surprisingly long this week."

"What can I say? I love me job," Grim grinned.

"At least someone around here loves their job…and can still keep it," Mandy said sternly. She turned to Jeff. "So, you staying the night or what?"

"Well, I'm staying long enough to play catch with Dad," Jeff replied.

"He's…not going to play catch with you."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Billy doesn't like you. You know that, right?"

Jeff's expression saddened. "But…he likes Scott…doesn't he?"

At that moment, Billy tumbled down the stairs and landed awkwardly, his butt in the air. "I guess we'll play catch later." He got up and walked into the kitchen to get something to eat.

"Well, he still wants to play catch with him, so I'd say yes," Mandy answered.

"So…how come he likes Scott and not me?" Jeff asked. "I'm his son, too."

"Here's an idea: ask him yourself," Grim grumbled.

Jeff gleamed. "You're right, Grim! I'll ask him!" He went into the kitchen. A scream was heard throughout the house.

"I don't think your idea is working, Grim," Mandy said.

Grim just shrugged.

-X-

Billy was on top of the fridge. "Why can't you just go away?!"

"Dad, how come you like Scott, but you don't like me?" Jeff asked.

"Go away!"

"Um…okay…but can you answer my question first?"

"Go!"

Jeff sighed sadly. "Alright, if that's what you want…"

"I'LL SQUISH YOU IF YOU DON'T GO!"

"Alright, alright!" Jeff said. He left the kitchen. "I guess he wants me to go," he said to Mandy and Grim.

"We heard," Mandy said. "Bye, Jeff."

"Bye," Jeff said as he left the house. As he did, he started having twisted thoughts. It's probably that so-called son of his, Scott! He probably brainwashed my dad somehow! He made Dad forget about me and all the fun and unforgettable times we shared! But I'll show him…