"McIntyre, what is going on?" Jenna demanded. McIntyre merely smiled back at her.
"It's my birthday, and I wanted to have a party!" he exclaimed joyously. Everyone stared at him.
"Are you drunk?" Hamilton inquired. Ian looked annoyed.
"You told us that this was a Madrigal test!" McIntyre nodded solemnly.
"It is," he told them. "It tests obedience! Congratulations! You all passed!" Amy paused.
"Wait, where is Uncle Fiske?" she asked. McIntyre drooped.
"Well, he didn't want to participate in Operation Birthday Bash, so now he's on a beach in Maui."
"And you didn't let us come?" Nellie shrieked, coming down the stairs. McIntyre shrugged.
"I thought you would want cake."
"No, I want Maui!" she whined.
"Too bad." Dan flicked on the kitchen T.V. CTV news was on, showing a live broadcast of an active volcano about to erupt in Maui. In the corner of the screen was a small beach, deserted but for a single lawn chair. Which Fiske was tied to. Oh dear...
"Uncle Fiske!" Amy screamed. McIntyre quickly opened his phone, into which he spoke.
"The kids know. Abort Operation Not-So-Natural Disaster."
He turned to find everyone glowering at him.
"McIntyre, you are so going into the closet!" Dan yelled.