I had just started my first year of being mayor of Danville when it all occurred.
A couple of kids had built a rollercoaster across the entire city and took it for a spin. A rollercoaster. Parents had been furious and enraged when the news went to cover it all.
They demanded that I do something immediately.
I had no idea what to do honestly. I was scared and frightened. No one ever told me something like this would happen.
As I fumbled around trying to figure out an answer to this dilemma, more and more parents grew concerned and angry. They got angry at me because I wasn't doing anything.
What could I do?
Things only got worse from there. As I kept searching for an answer, I heard word that my older brother was rallying up the citizens. At the time I thought nothing of it. Right now I was far too busy trying to fix this. If only I had listened…
He led a mob of enraged parents to city hall and had me kicked out.
I barely escaped.
I heard they had made Heinz the new mayor.
A better term would be dictator.
I watched as the tri-state area grew more barren and lifeless as the months passed by. I tried many times to leave but none worked. I was trapped like a rat here.
It had only been a matter of time before my older brother found me.
I became a slave.
A slave.
He went by the name of Emperor Doofenshmirtz now. I was forced into a pink dress and publicly humiliate myself day in and out.
I felt as though I wanted to just fall over and die.
What kind of cruel and sick punishment was this?
For the past twenty years I've done this. In my old age I still do this every morning. I get up, I get dressed in my pink outfit, and I humiliate myself in front of entire crowds. Just off in the distance I can see my older brother, grinning like a smug snake.
I hate that look.
What did I ever do to deserve this?
When can it all end?