"Don't worry Mind, I won't leave your side." Mork said. He then got up and went to the phone.

"Mork! What are you doing?" She asked realizing that he did leave her.

"I am calling Pops. He will know what to do." He picked up the phone and wiggled his fingers in the air to dial the phone (unlike how humans dial). Mindy continued to lay on the couch.

"Hey Dad. Yeah it's me Mork. We have a problem. Someone tried to rob us. Mindy is fine but she twisted her ankle." He tried to explain about Mindy being shot but Fred interrupted. Mork listened for a bit and finally the two hung up.

Mork went back to Mindy and held her good hand. He tried to assure her that everything would be ok. Mindy managed to smile even though her ankle and arm hurt.

While they waited for Mindy's dad to show up Mork had given her ice for her leg and a towel for her arm since it was bleeding.

There was a knock on the door and before Mork could get to it Fred burst in.


"What happened?!" He exclaimed and almost knocked Mork over. He then saw the gun shot wound.

"Dad!" Mindy said. She tried to sit up. Mork walked around and grabbed her around middle and pulled her up to a sitting position.


Fred went to his daughter and leaned over to look at the gun shot. To say he was surprised was an understatement. Fred was visibly shaking. Mork tried to explain but Mindy interrupted him.

"I am ok Dad. Sure my leg and arm hurts but I am going to live."

"Did you call the cops Mindy?" Fred asked.

"No not yet."

"You haven't even got that thing out of your arm. You should go to the hospital." Fred said trying to keep calm.

They got up and Mork gently carried Mindy to Fred's car. Mindy and Fred talked but Mork was very quiet. A lot of things were on his mind. What if they want to examine him? What are they going to do about the young man who shot Mindy?

The three of them got to the hospital and Mork carried Mindy in the door and set her in a wheel chair. They were seen quickly. Mindy was quickly discharged and they went back to Mindy's house.

Fred called the cops to report the attempted robbery. After dealing with the cops Fred finally went back to his home.

It was getting late and after diner (where Mork was more than happy to help Mindy with) Mork helped Mindy to her room. He decided since it was hard for Mindy to walk on the twisted ankle he should sleep on the couch in case she needed him. He did so but he slept vertically laying on the couch.


That night almost went well until Mindy got a nightmare. In her dream she was walking alone down a street at night. Someone jumped out at her. She screamed in her dream. In reality she started to whimper and then she cried out. Mork slowly woke up and then he woke with a start. He almost fell off the couch face first as he did so. He quickly got her bedroom door and opened it. He saw Mindy sitting up and looking around and crying out.

"Mindy" Mork said and came into the room and sat human like on the edge of the bed. She was still scared as Mork put a gentle arm around her. It took a few moments but Mindy finally calmed down. She rest her head on his shoulder.

"What's wrong Mind?" Mork asked.

"I guess I had a bad dream." She described it to him and he listened politely. Mindy was sure the dream was because of the robbery that happened to them earlier. Mork agreed.


The two talked for awhile.

Meanwhile, outside something else was going on. Exidor was walking by Mindy's apartment talking to his imaginary friends.


"I told you we have to buy some food." he said angrily. He got deep into conversation with them and he almost ran into as luck would have it the gun man.

"Excuse me." he said and walked around him. The gun man was still nervous about the messed up shooting jumped as Exidor brushed by him.

Exidor threw a pebble at Mindy's window. Mork heard it and opened the door to the apartment.

"Dad. Is that you?" He asked. Exidor in the meantime was climbing through the window.

"Son. Is that you?" He replied. Mork helped Exidor in the window. As he did so he spotted the young gun man standing on the sidewalk watching the odd sight.

In the excitement of seeing the young man he totally forgot about Exidor and dropped him on the floor.