And thus, three soaking wet awesome amigos walked silently towards town. Well, that was fun. Heather thought to herself. The sun beat down on them harshly as they walked. "You'd think that being as we're wet, the sun would be a good thing." James said to nobody in particular.

"Where are we going to go now?" Eddie asked.

"Well, I suppose we could go HOME! Seeing as how we're all completely DRENCHED! Perhaps a nice CHANGE OF CLOTHES! is in order!" She yelled back at him.

"Pst, Eddie." James whispered. "What do you think she's trying to say?"

"What I'm getting at, James, is that you two nitwits have done nothing but make me look like a fool since we started this little adventure. I'm hot, I'm tired, and I have water squirting out of my shoes every time I take a step. It's almost night time anyway. Does anybody have a watch? I don't want to miss Dr. Phil." James pulled up both of his sleeves. There was a black wrist watch on his left wrist.

"Good boy, James. What time is it?" Heather asked.

"I don't know, this watch doesn't work." He replied with a smile.

"Than why do you put it on every day?" Eddie asked as he smacked James in the back of the head.

James glared at Eddie, "Ow! Because Duh! It makes me look cool." He said, mater-of-factly.

"Boys, it doesn't matter! Eddie, how about you?" Heather asked, not looking up.

"Yeah, roll 'em up Eddie." James said..

"...James... I don't have sleeves." He replied.

"Oh right, are either one of those wristband things a watch?" James asked.

"No... no they're not..." Eddie replied bitterly.

"Oh, come on Eddie, what's wrong?" Heather asked.

"I want a wrist watch so I can be cool, too." Eddie broke into sobs and stopped walking. "Heather, why does James get all of the cool stuff? I don't even get a clean shirt." Heather put her arm around him and smiled.

"Don't worry, Eddie, we'll go to your house and get your clothes and then we'll wash them at mine, okay?"

"Uh, Heather..." He motioned for her to lean in for a secret. "I don't have any other clothes than what I'm wearing." He whispered into her ear.

"GREAT! Than I'll let you borrow one of my ex-boyfriend's outfits for tonight, wash your clothes, and in the morning... WE SHOP!" Heather skipped the rest of the way home with both Eddie and James linked to her arms.

They walked through the door just as the clock struck 10:00 p.m. "YES! It's time for the Dr. Phil daily rerun." She quickly kicked off her shoes and jumped on the couch. "Eddie, quick, throw me that remote." Eddie ran over to the coffee table and threw her the remote. "Thanks." She turned on the TV just as a tall chubby Dr. Phil sat down in his little chair to begin his show. "You guys can either watch this with me or go get something to eat. I don't have much food here."

"That's okay, we'd planned on going to catch a bite to eat. See ya, Heather." And with that, James grabbed Eddie's hand and they walked out the door.

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"New discovery shows that a common household idem could be killing you right now. Tonight at ten to the hour!"

Heather grabbed a pillow and laid down on her couch just as Dr. Phil came back on.

"Okay, so our first guest today is Clam Idia. This is a young woman who had somebody break into her house and destroy it. Now tell us Clam. How did this happen exactly?"

"Well, it was weird... like... they threw everything around like it wasn't what they were looking for... I think the most disturbing thing about all of this is that they demolished my kitchen, and diced my prize winning watermelon into pieces. It was literally in shreds by the time I even got to the kitchen. All I saw was a brunette woman jump out of the window and run across my lawn. I was so stunned I didn't even check for specific features or anything."

Heather sat up quickly and stared at the TV The show went on to interview three others with the same thing happen to them. But it was strange because they all saw the same woman, but none of them were in the same country. She quickly wrote their names down and tucked the sheet of paper in her pocket. "This could be useful later!"

"And now, for the uplifter of the show is a man named Vincent who changed his geeky looks to impress a woman who he now doesn't want."