Pietro is bitting off more than he can chew when he does so may jobs to support his team. Will he snap?

Pietro was telling a bed-time story to a little boy named Jim. It was a story he made up himself.

"Far away, in another galaxy, is a planet called Namoka. The planet is home to a race of poeple known as the Namokans. The Namokans have green skin, bald heads with two antennas, and fangs. On the planet of Namoka, there are these things called Star Crystals. One crystal can grant thre wishes. Once the wishes are made, the Star Crystal shoots into space and stays there was a star for a whole year. Then it shoots back down. A Namokan boy named Dendro wanted to look for one to he quick wish is sick grandparents healthy, so he-"

His cell phone rang.

"Sorry," said Pietro. "Give me a sec. Hello?"

"Pietro! You're late! Mr. Power isn't going to be happy!"

"Hang on. I'll be there in one second."

He hung up and looked at Jim.

"I know I promised a bed time story I made up, but could you settle for a classic tobight? Please?"

"Okay," shrugged Jim.

"Good. There were three little pigs."

"How bad is it?"

Pietro was in a garage, fixing a smashed up car.

"It's pretty bad," said Pietro.

"Can you save it?" asked the man.

"It'll take a long time. It should be ready in six to nine months."

"Sixty-nine months?"

"No, six to nine months."

"Oh."

"Excuse me for a second. I need to check on a truck. Then I need to go to an interview for a job as a bag boy at the store."

Pietro was waiting tables at a restrants.

A girl his age with purple hair and black eyes named Tea came over to him.

"I need to leave early today," said Tea.

"No problem," said pietro.

"Really?"

"Sure. I'll take over for you."

"You rock."

Tea left. Pietro went to another table.

"Hi. I'll be your waiter. What can I get you to drink?"

The menus went down to reveal Scott, Jean, Kurt, and Kitty.

"Crap."

"You work here?" said Scott, not happy.

"Scott, please," said Jean.

"I bet he found out we were coming here and is going to poison our food!"

"Not another one of his crazy ideas," said Kitty.

Pietro walked away.

Pietro was washing a fluffy brown dog.

A teenage girl with white hair and pink eyes walked into the pet wash shop.

"Hello. I'm Isabel. Is Dustin ready?"

"Almost," said Pietro, drying the dog.

"Have you met before?"

"Depends. Do you go to Bayville High?"

"Yeah."

"Then you must've seen me there."

"Oh yeah!"

"Remember now?"

"I've seen you in the halls," said Isabel.

"So have a lot of other girls," said Pietro.

He handed her, her clean dog.

"Thanks."

"Sure."

Pietro couldn't take it anymore. Every hour of every day, he was working non stop. He needed a break.

Garrett, a guy Pietro's age with silver hair and brown eyes, walked into his room.

"Come on, Tro, we need to get to the movies. If we're late for work, Pam will kill us."

Pietro, who was laying on his stomach on his bed, turned his head. "Tell Pam I quit."

"What?"

"I quit. I'm going to quit some of my jobs. And tell the guys down stairs when you leave that Pietro said to get off their lazy asses and get jobs."

"You're really tired and stressed out," said Garrett.

"You have no idea how tired," said Pietro.

"Fine. Later."

Garrett left and Pietro buried his face in his pillow.