DisneyPrincess got it! It's from Mulan. I got guesses for Harry Potter and A Goofy Movie. WTF, guys?

Anyway...

After hearing of max's plan to get Bradley, PJ mustered all of his strength not to slap himself in the face.

"Dude...no offense, but your plans never work!" PJ sighed.

"Yeah. Remember the time you tried to sneak out of detention in high school?" Asked Bobby. "You ended up suspended for a day."

"Yeah, and the time you used an enchanted hat to win a talent show." PJ added.

"And the time-"

"Okay, enough!" Max said, exasperated. "Unlike all of my other plans, I thought this through. If Bradley thinks I have a mole, I'll just deny it and claim he's being paranoid."

"And if he finds evidence?" Asked PJ.

"I'll admit to it. Telling him that I'd go at any length to marry Roxanne." Max answered with a smile.

"It sounds like you're enjoying this little competition."

Max scoffed. "I am not competing with anyone! It's either fight him, or Roxanne will end up like" He turned to PJ "your mom."

"Oooh. Good point." Bobby added.

PJ glared at Max. "Hey! I'll have you know, she's really happy right now! She stopped taking anti-depressants!" He folded his arms.

Max just smiled and shrugged. "Anything else you guys would like to add?"

"Yes: good luck, and I'm staying the hell out of this one." PJ got up and walked away.

Max glared after PJ. "Pussy!"

"Fuck off, Max!" PJ yelled over his shoulder.

Max simmered. He then calmed down and smiled at Bobby. "Well, Bob, it looks like it's just you and me."

Bobby stared in shock and bewilderment. "Uh...you know...it would just be easier to file a restraining order."

"That won't stop Bradley from ruining my life!" Max declared. "Well, what do you say, Robert?"

Bobby hesitated, then sighed. 'I know I'm gonna regret this...' "Ok, sure. What do you have in mind?"

Max smiled. At least he had one loyal friend.

XXX

'I really am starting to regret this...' Mona thought. She and Bradley were in Brad's kitchen. The former Gamma was on the phone. 'I wonder who he's talking to.'

As soon as her thought ended, Bradley hung up the phone. "Okay, Mona..." He took out a pen and paper. "I am writing down a name and phone number. Tell him of our situation, and that I might require his service."

"Which is...what?"

"Doesn't matter. Just as long as he knows he'll get a million bucks in return for his service." Bradley grinned evilly. "Some people would do anything for money. They don't even have to know what the job is!"

Mona read the name on the paper. "'S. Slick'? Who's that?"

"I did some digging into Max's past." Bradley explained. "Slick got his ass tossed into jail because of him."

"Yikes." Mona replied. Bradley got his jacket. "Where are you off to?"

"Oh, to take care of some business." Bradley replied. "Plan A diudn't worjk to get Max tro dfump Rocanne, so it's time for Plan B."

"What's Plan B?"

"Let's just say that the Goofs will be paying a visit to the hospital soon." Bradley grinned his evil grin. "Lock the door on your way out, please." With that, he left.

Mona froze. "'The Goofs will be paying a visit to the hospital soon'?" She picked up her cell phone and called Max.

XXX

Roxanne heard Max's cell phone ring and ran to answer it. "Max's cell phone."

"Hey, Roxanne, it's Mona."

"Hey." Roxanne said politely.

"Is Max with you?"

"No, he's out with his friends." Roxanne replied. "He left his phone here at our apartment."

Mona's heart sank. "Oh." She sighed. "Um, listen, if you hear from him first, can you give him the message?"

"Of course."

"Tell him that...Bradley is putting Plan B into effect." Mona said. She kept looking at the door anxiously, afraid Bradley might burst back in. "He said that 'The Goofs will be paying a visit to the hospital soon'."

Roxanne's throat went dry. She felt her stomach drop. She swallowed. "Um...did he say who they were visiting?"

"No." Mona shook his head. "There's more..."

"More?" Roxanne half-dreaded Mona's response.

"Yeah. He's already planning Plan C." Mona shrugged. "Sid Max ever mention a guy named S. Slick? Max got him thrown in jail...?"

Roxanne closed her eyes and racked her brain. "Um...no. That must've been before I met him, or after we broke up."

Mona leaned back. "Hmmm..."

Roxanne heard the door open. "Oh. He just walked in. I'll get him for you." She walked over to Max and kissed him. "Hey. Mona's on the phone."

"Thanks." Max took the phone. "Hey, Mona, what's up?"

Mona told Max of Bradley putting Plan B into effect, and that he might be visiting the hospital soon. Color drained from Max;'s face. "Did-did he say who?"

"No." Mona shook her head sadly. "Also...he's planning Plan C. Do you remember a guy named S. Slick?"

Max furrowed his brow. "The name sounds familiar...I just can't remember. Why?"

"Bradley told me to call him for hire." Mona replied. "He said that you caused him to be arrested."

"Seriously?" Max raised an eyebrow. "I don't remember. I might've, but..."

"Okay, well, I better go." Mona said. "Should I call him? This S. Slick person, then?"

"Well, I'd have you not call him, and tell Bradley he says he's not interested, but Bradley can be persuasive." Max shook his head. "Go ahead and call him for hire."

"Okay. Bye."

Max hung up and sighed. "Great..."

"So...what are we gonna do?" Asked Roxanne. "What could Bradley mean by 'The Goofs will be visiting the hospital soon'?"

"I don't know." Max sighed heavily. "Whoever's gonna be in the hospital has a connection with me, my dad, and Sylvia..."

Roxanne sat next to him in thought. "Maybe we should head over to your parents'. At least then we'll know we're all safe."

"Good idea."

XX

Later that evening, Goofy excitedly ran to open the door. "Maxie! Roxanne!" He hugged the two. "It's so good to see you again."

"Hey, Goofy."

"Hey, Dad."

Roxanne held up a dish towel covered tray. "I brought dinner rolls."

"Ahyuck! That's mighty thoughtful of ya!" Goofy beamed. He led them into the dining room where Sylvia was setting the dishes on the table.

Sylvia looked up from the table and smiled. "Hey, you two!"

"Hey, Sylvia." Max greeted. "What smells good?"

"Roast duck, corn, and fried rice." Sylvia smiled. She headed back into the kitchen.

Max suddenly got paranoid. 'What if Bradley managed to poison the food?'

As soon as they were seated with their food in front of them, Goofy said "Let6's eat!" Max watched with bated breath as he took a huge bite of the duck and swallowed without problems. Max sighed inwardly and began eating.

'Mmmm...this is so tasty...' He thought.

"So, Max, Sylvia and I were thinking of hosting the rehearsal dinner at th' House of Mouse." Goofy was saying. "What d'ya think of that?"

Max snapped out of his thoughts. "Ummm...sure! That'd be great!"

"Ahyuck! I knew you'd love it!" Goofy beamed at Max and Roxanne.

Sylvia smiled and cleared her throat. "Max, your father and I were gonna watch a movie after dinner. Would you like to join us?"

Goofy raised an eyebrow at his wife. He didn't remember planning that...not that he would be against it, but still...

"Sure! That sounds fun." Roxanne smiled. She looked at Max, who nodded in agreement.

"What movie?" He asked.

"We'll let you guys pick." Sylvia responded.

They finished eating. Sylvia began clearing off the table. Max turned to Roxanne.

"Hey, babe, why don't you pick out a movie? I'll be right there."

"Okay." Roxanne shrugged and went into the living room.

Max waited until Roxanne was out of earshot before turning to his father. "Is everything okay between you and Sylvia?"

"As far as I know." Goofy shrugged. "Why d'ya ask?"

"She's been acting a little weird all night." Max admitted.

Goofy glanced towards the kitchen. "Yeah...I did notice somethin' a little off about her. She's been like that ever since she came home from shopping."

"When did she come home?"

"Oh, a few hours ago." Goofy replied.

'A few hours ago? That's when Mona reported about Brad;ey's cryptic message...' Max thought. He decided to change the subjecxt. "Hey, Dad, do you rmemember anyone by the name of S. Slick? Or if I caused anyone's arrest?"

Goofy scratched his head in confusion. "Not that I can remember. Why?"

Max shrugged. "Just curious." The phone rang. A few seconds later, Sylvia walked into the dining room.

"Max, it's for you." She held out the phone.

Confused, Max took the cordless. "Hello?"

"Hello, Max." Max froze as he recognized Bradley's voice. "Did you enjoy dinner at your parents' house?"

"How did you know...?" Max turned aro8und, held up his index finger to Goofy and walked towards the hallway. "How did you know about that?"

"I'll get to that in a minute." Bradley replied. "But now, I am asking you to break up with Roxanne."

Max glared at the wall as if Bradley was in front of him. "No."

Bradley heaved a big sigh. "I was afraid you might say that. I ran into your stepmother earlier." Max's heart started pounding against his ribs. Cold sweat formed on his forehead. "She is even more manipulating than I anticipated."

Max gasped. "What have you done? What have you done?"

"Relax, buddy, I didn't do anything." Bradley replied calmly. Max turned around to see Sylvia in the kitchen raising a knife. Bradley continued. "It didn't take long for her to realize that without her, the world would be a better place."

Max's eyes widened in horror as he witnessed Sylvia raising the knife and aiming for her chest. "SYLVIA, NO!" Max dropped the phone and ran to Sylvia, but it was too late. She already stabbed herself and hit the floor, gasping for breath.

"Sylvia!" Goofy cried frantically. The two men frantically pulled the knife out of Sylvia's chest and applied pressure to the wound. Roxanne heard the commotion and ran to the kitchen doorway. She gasped in horror.

Max turned to his fiancee. "Call an ambulance!"

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Before anyone gets pissed at me: Sylvia is not going to be killed off.