As Matthew awoke to the bright sun shining through the window, he glanced over to see that Gibber and Dumptruck was still fast asleep—asleep and smiling. It was a great thing to see them smiling, because they seemed to be very happy for once. Matthew knew what they had gone through. This was the start of a new life for them, but, he hoped that they would turn over a new leaf.
Dumptruck awoke with a loud yawn, he stretched and looked over at Matthew. "I never had such a peaceful night sleep since I was a child," he said with a smile, but, in the Great Dane's eyes was sadness.
Matthew took notice of this. Something was hurting his friend and he wanted to find out what. "Dumptruck, is something the matter?" Matthew asked. "You seem a little upset."
Dumptruck no longer hid the sadness that he was trying to hide. "I just don't understand why Baloo and his family are treating us so nicely," he said stepping out of bed.
Matthew smile only grew wider. "Because they don't see you as pirates, but as friends."
Now as Matthew helped his friend understand why they didn't see them as pirates, Kit was already at school. Today was when the teacher would have a surprise test, or some other kind of assignment.
"Good morning class," the teacher said, as her class watched her pace back and forth around her deck. In her hand was a large book. She looked at her class with a smile. "Today we will have thirty minutes to write a report on your favorite hero."
The teacher walked up to everyone of her students and handed them each a pencil and sheet of paper. Kit already knew who he was going to write about and he got writing. Oh, how he loved writing about his dad. He started from how he first met Baloo and then got to part where he met Dimple the whale, but then a shadow loomed over his work. Kit looked up and saw his teacher frowning at him.
Back at home, Rebecca was busy doing some cooking when the phone rang. She answered it. "Hello?" Rebecca said, putting the phone on speaker.
"Hello. Is this Rebecca Bruinwald?" a ladies voice asked over the phone.
"This is she."
"This is Jasmine Decker, Kit's teacher. I'd like to arrange a meeting to discuss Kit's classroom behavior."
This wasn't something Rebecca wanted to hear, not after she had been called about Kit picking a fight with another kid. "May I ask what the problem is?" she asked popping open the oven to take out a pie.
"He's not taking his assignments seriously," Ms. Decker fumed loudly, "and I have paper after paper of his, where he makes sarcastic remarks on his assignments."
Rebecca felt a little offender by Kit's teacher calling her for this. "I wasn't aware-"
"Are you surprised by this?" Ms. Decker asked, cutting Rebecca off.
"Well...No, but-"
Again Ms. Decker cut her off. "Then perhaps I'll see you this afternoon?"
An hour later...
Rebecca sat at the deck of Jasmine Decker, she didn't want to be here, because Baloo was going to be home soon, but, if the teacher wanted to talk to her it was mandatory.
Ms. Decker had in her hand Kit's assignment reports, she looked at Rebecca with a smile. "I've saved Kit's work so that you may go over it, after which, we may work out a plan for school and home, that will help him form a more serious attitude about his work." So far everything Ms. Decker said made since to Rebecca. "I think you'll find his writing rather combative toward the subjects at hand."
Rebecca figured it would be good to see Kit's work, so, she took a look at each of the reports her son did. Everything looked aright, despite the fact that some words were misspelled, but it was very good. There was one assignment that really warmed her heart. It was about her being his mom.
"I'm sorry, I don't see any problems with Kit's work." Rebecca said, then she stood up to leave. "And I don't see anything here but my son doing his work. I don't see how his views conflict with his academic studies. I find this whole ordeal a big waste of my time, and I think I'll be going."
Well Ms. Decker didn't like that at all. "The only thing wasting your time is your husband, Baloo. All he wanted you for was your good looks, just like he did with me."
Rebecca felt so hot under the collar, that she couldn't help but let her anger out. "I beg your pardon! I don't give a damn about your social engineering projects," she shouted with anger. Ms. Decker suddenly was afraid to try and calm Rebecca down. "But don't you dare insult my fair Baloo!"
Ms. Decker tried to speak. "Ms. Bruinwald-"
"SHUT UP!" Rebecca shouted. Ms. Decker suddenly turned white with fear.
It was now time to bring the pain. "You'll teach Kit math, science, and real history! If he chews gum or talks in class, tell me and I'll teach him some manners, myself! But don't-and I mean don't waste my time with crap like this!"
Rebecca then went nose to nose with Ms. Decker. "I have to go home and finish making dinner for my family and new workers. After they all get into bed, I may just crawl into bed with Baloo, and give him the best night of sex that he ever had. He'll be so worn out that he won't be able to walk 'til morning-" then she shouted, "Because I'm his wife! And it's my right as his wife."
Ms. Decker was in a state of shock. No one had ever talked to her like she did. And Rebecca stormed out of the office.
But as she walked past an empty classroom, someone reached out and pulled her in. Rebecca knew who it was and she wanted nothing to do with him. "I told you Jack, you are not allowed near me or my family," she said pushing him away from her.
Jack, was Rebecca's ex-husband, who had been harassing her over the phone and even went as far as making death threats toward her. "Rebecca, you can't keep me from seeing Molly," he said, trying to make her listen to him. "She is my daughter, too."
How could he say that to her? In some way it was true, but she knew he had forfeited that right. "She was your daughter, but then you decided that I wasn't worth loving and you went and slept with another girl."
Jack felt like beating her for that.
But he couldn't draw attention to them.
"I just want to see her, I at least-"
"No!" Rebecca shouted. "I'm not an idiot, Jack! You would just tell her that I was the one who did the cheating."
Unknown to them, Kit had seen his mother get pulled into the empty classroom. Now Kit listened closely to what his mother and her ex were fighting about and he hated it.
Jack then grabbed Rebecca's arms and forced her to look at him. "Rebecca, don't do this to me." he begged, trying to act like he was sorry for cheating on her. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever slept with..."
"LET GO!" Rebecca shouted, giving him a good slap across his cheek. But then Jack struck back.
"You bitch!" he shouted back, punching Rebecca in the face. "I guess when I'm done with you I can take back my daughter." He held her down and looked at her with disgust. Still, it would be a shame not to have a little fun with her.
As Rebecca laid withering on the floor in pain, Jack quickly gagged her and began to rip at her clothing. She tried to pull the gag from her mouth, but he quickly pulled out a knife and put at blade on her cheek. Rebecca looked at the blade with fear as Jack growled at her.
"If you try and scream or fight back, you can say goodbye to your gorgeous face..." keeping the blade pointed at her face, he used his free hand to run his fingers through her hair. "You're as delightful taken as most are, willing...but I when Baloo sees what I did to you, he will snap and I'll take our daughter from him."
Kit could not believe that his mom was going to be assaulted by her ex, picking up a baseball bat, he charged into the room. Before Jack had time to react, he was knocked to the floor, blood ran down the side of his head as Kit struck him again, this time knocking him out. Rebecca was shocked to see her son standing there. He had saved her.
A few minutes later, Baloo was trying to calm Rebecca down. She was crying into his chest as a police officer tried to get Kit to make a statement, but he didn't feel like talking. Now as Jack was being wheeled out of the school, Matthew, Dumptruck and Gibber walked by. They had heard what happened and came to see if they could help.
Matthew came up to Kit, slowly as to not freak him out. "Hey, Kit. You did a good job in protecting your mother. We're going to take you and Molly home and your mom and dad are going to the hospital."
Kit looked at his friend and said, "Okay." Matthew then slipped Kit a card.
"Give this to your mother. It's the card of someone who can help both of you."
The very next day, Rebecca was getting over the shock of almost getting assaulted by her ex, but she was still pretty shaken up. Kit was now being set up for therapy, and Dumptruck and Gibber were to be kept under watch by the police.
"This isn't right," Dumptruck said with a grumpy frown. "We didn't do anything wrong, and we're being watched by every single cop in Cape Suzette."
Gibber just shook his head and took a sip of his coffee.
Meanwhile at Kit's school, Jack was already up to no good. He had gotten away from his guards at the station, and now he was planning on kidnapping his daughter. No one was going to keep him away from Molly. But he would sure enjoy killing Kit for interfering with him.
Two hours later...
"Let the hostage go!" Detective Thursday shouted, "we have the school surrounded."
Jack took a quick glance out the window and saw that the school was surrounded. "No!" he shouted, then turned to Molly who was crying. "All I wanted was to see my daughter, but Rebecca took her away from me."
The tension was growing. The police were getting ready to storm the building, but Molly's life was at stake. So no one was going in without some sort of plan.
"Molly, daddy just wanted to see you," Jack lied, trying to fool his daughter, but she didn't fall for it.
"Mommy was right about you," she replied, turning away from his gaze. "You were a bad man."
"No, I wasn't."
But no matter how hard he tried, Jack couldn't get Molly to fall for his lies. So he grabbed her hand and headed for the door. But when he got into the hallway, there was Baloo. He stood there with a pistol in hand and had it aimed at Jack's head. Jack quickly put his gun to Molly's head.
"You let my daughter go!" Baloo roared. Molly dared not to say a thing.
"She is my daughter-not yours," Jack calmly said, but anyone could see that his hand was shaking. Baloo saw this far to much back in the army. Jack was going to snap.
"Put the gun down and step away," Jack ordered, then added, "or we will both lose Molly." It was clear he was losing it and Baloo did as he was told. Rebecca and the police came in from behind Jack, but he to made the same threat to them.
"Please," Rebecca begged, "just let me have our daughter back."
Jack started laughing. "Molly is my daughter," he then looked over at Baloo. "You go get your own damn family." He raised his gun to kill Baloo, who stood with a brave anger in his eyes, but Jack didn't get to pull the trigger. A bullet came through the window and ripped through the side of his neck.
On the roof top of a building that over looked school, Dumptruck put his rifle up. He had been the one who had killed Jack and was proud of it. Matthew looked at him with a smile. "That makes six clean kills for you Dumptruck, I'll pray for you."
It took about three weeks of therapy to help the Bruinwalds get over the advents that went down, but they pulled through as a family.
But Don Karnage was still looking hard for the royals.