The next morning, Kick's alarm clock went off at eight o'clock in the morning. He left it running because he had forgotten how to turn it off.
Kick immediately got out of bed and went towards what he assumed was his closet. He opened the closet door, picked out some clothes to wear, (the same clothes he wore every day) and put them on, along with his yellow boots and gloves. Then, he made his way downstairs to eat breakfast. On his way downstairs, he bumped into Brad.
"Watch were your going, Dillweed," Brad growled.
"Sorry. I didn't see you," said Kick, rubbing his head.
"Oh, and if you see a man and a woman downstairs, that's our parents. The man is dad and the woman is mom," Brad explained.
"Umm, ok," said Kick, slightly confused.
"Also, if you see a girl downstairs, that's our sister, Brianna," Brad continued.
"I have a sister?" questioned Kick.
"Yeah," said Brad.
"Cool!" Kick exclaimed.
Kick continued to make his way downstairs. When he got downstairs, he saw who he assumed was his parents and his sister. His mom served him a bowl of cereal. Kick ate his cereal quickly because he was eager to get to Widowmakers peak. When he finished his cereal, he made his way towards the door.
"Where are you off to in such a hurry?" his mom asked.
"I'm going to go meet Gunther at Widowmakers peak. He's going to help me do a stunt," explained Kick.
"Ok. Just make sure your home soon," said Kick's mom.
"Ok," said Kick.
On that note, Kick went out the door and headed for Widowmakers Peak. Kick carefully followed the instructions that Gunther had given him. When he got to Widowmaker Peak, he saw that it was the tallest mountain he had ever seen. He realized that the only way to get to the top of Widowmakers Peak was to climb. So Kick started to climb. He climbed and he climbed and he climbed. When Kick finally got to the top of the mountain, he saw that Gunther was already there waiting for him.
"Hey Kick! Are you ready to do a stunt?"Gunther asked him.
"I think so," said Kick.
"Good! Did you bring your skateboard?" Gunther asked.
Skateboard. Kick had completely forgotten to bring his skateboard.
"No. I left it at home by an accident," Kick admitted.
"Oh, well, that's ok. We'll just use something else," Gunther said.
"What else are we supposed to use?" asked Kick.
"We could use that piece of wood over there," Gunther suggested.
"A piece of wood?" asked Kick.
"Sure. Why not?" said Gunther.
"Whatever you think is best, Gunther," said Kick.
Gunther picked up the piece of wood and dragged it over to the side of the mountain. Kick just stood there and watched.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Get on," said Gunther.
"Oh, ok," said Kick.
Kick walked over and sat on the piece of wood. He looked down and saw how high up he was. He was at least two hundred feet up in the air. Just looking down the side of the mountain made him feel dizzy.
"I'm not sure I want to do this anymore," Kick said nervously.
"Come on. You can't chicken out now. Besides, how else are you supposed to get down?" Gunther asked.
"What if I get hurt?" said Kick, unsure of himself.
"You're not going to get hurt. Just let me know when your ready," Gunther explained. After about five minutes Kick was finally ready to do the stunt.
"Ok, I'm ready," said Kick.
"Ok. On three I'll push you," said Gunther.
"Ok," said Kick.
Gunther counted to three and pushed Kick down the mountain. Kick rapidly slid down the mountain, trying to dodge trees and rocks along the way. About halfway down the mountain, Kick hit a rock which made him fly ten feet into the air. He hit the ground with a thud and tumbled the rest of the way down. Gunther ran to his side after the whole thing was over.
"Kick! Kick! Are you alright?" Gunther shouted in a panic.
"Yeah. I think so," said Kick, standing up and brushing himself off.
"Wow! That was some fall you had," said Gunther.
"Yeah," Kick agreed.
Gunther noticed that Kick had somehow scrapped his knee when he had tumbled down the mountain.
"Umm, Kick. You might want to take a look at your leg," said Gunther. Kick looked down at his leg and saw blood.
"Hey! I thought you said I wouldn't get hurt!" shouted Kick.
"You call that getting hurt? You've been through injuries a lot more severe than that," Gunther assured.
"Really?" asked Kick.
"Yeah," said Gunther.
"Well in that case, I guess it's not that big of a deal," said Kick.
"Yeah. We better get you home so we can fix your leg," Gunther suggested.
"Great idea," Kick agreed.
Gunther helped Kick walk back to Kick's house. When they got to Kick's house, Gunther located a first aid kit that Kick's mom kept on top of the washing machine. He opened the first aid kit, and took out some disinfecting spray.
"This may sting a little, but it will help get the bacteria out of your cut," Gunther explained.
"Ok," said Kick. Gunther sprayed the anti bacteria spray onto Kick's scraped knee.
"Ouch! It stings!" Kick yelped.
"I told you it would sting a little," said Gunther. After Gunther finished spraying the anti bacteria spray on Kick's knee, he applied a band-aid.
"There. All fixed up," said Gunther, satisfied with his work.
"Thanks, Gunther," said Kick.
"Hey, what are friends for?" said Gunther.
"So, now what?" Kick asked.
"We could go to Widowmakers Peak and try that stunt again," Gunther suggested.
Kick thought about his first attempt. It was fun but pretty scary as well. He didn't know if he wanted to try the stunt again in case of another more serious injury.
"I don't know, Gunther. The first time didn't go so well. Maybe doing stunts like that is too dangerous for me," Kick said, unsure of himself.
"Too dangerous? What are you talking about? You're Kick Buttowski, remember? The best daredevil in all of Mellowbrook! Nothings too dangerous for you!" Gunther assured.
"I'm still not so sure," Kick said.
"Come on, Kick! You can't just quit! Daredevils never quit! After all, you know what they say. If at first you don't succeed, try, try again!" Gunther said.
Kick thought about that for a minuet. He certainly didn't want to be a quitter. After all, even though he had lost his memory, he was still a daredevil according to Gunther. Kick stood up.
"You know what Gunther! Your right! I'm a daredevil! And I'm going to conquer that stunt!" Kick said proudly.
"Now that's the Kick Buttowski I know!" Gunther cheered.
"Let's go right now!" Kick shouted, running for the door.
"Wait! Maybe you should bring your skateboard this time." Gunther said. Kick skidded to a stop.
"Yeah! That would probably help!" Kick said. Gunther smiled.
"Come on! Let's go get it!" Gunther said, heading for the stairs.
Kick followed behind Gunther and with that, they both walked upstairs to get Kick's skateboard