After he left Strickland Propane, he went back home. They were having dinner. Peggy put the food on the table.
"Here you go Hank." Peggy said, as she placed the burger on the table.
"I will not eat this!" Hank cried out, as he threw the dish on the floor.
"What is your problem?" Peggy said.
"Peggy, I am a vegan now. I do not eat living beings." Hank said.
"Well then get your own food!" Peggy marched out of the kitchen, at the same time Bobby came in.
"So dad, can I have my dragon seal now?" Bobby said.
"Tonight Bobby." Hank said. "But right now, I need to hunt for food." Hank got up and dashed out of the house. He stopped at his driveway and pulled out a whistle.
*Uses whistle* "I call upon you, Guardora!" Hank cried out, as a golden dragon came from out of nowhere. He was the size of his truck. Hank got on, and flew away. Bobby witnessed what Hank did. It was so awesome that his chewed up burger fell out of his mouth, as his jaw dropped. Hank and Guardora were flying across a field, looking for food.
"Wait Guardora, I sense something in that house over there." Hank said. They flew over to the house. A farmer and his wife lived there. Hank walked over to their door.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" Hank said. The old farmer opened the door.
"Who are you, and what do you want?" The farmer said. Hank said nothing and went into the house. He started meditating with his shirt off, like what he did in Kahn's house.
"I sense... Watermelon! A huge watermelon!" Hank got up to claim his food. The farmer ran after him with a shotgun.
"That's my watermelon! Die!" The man shot Hank in the thigh.
"Agh! You shot me!" Hank cried out, holding his wound. The farmer grabbed his precious melon and his wife. They ran outside and got in their car.
"What's going on Clem?" The farmer's wife said.
"A samurai's after my watermelon. We need to get out of here!" The farmer said, as they drove away.
*Uses whistle* "Guardora... I call upon you!" Hank said, limping out of the house. Guardora came and he climbed on top of the dragon.
"Follow that car! We need the watermelon to feast upon!" Hank said. Guardora went after the car. The beast was right behind them.
"Is that a dragon? What the-" The farmer grabbed his chest, unable to finish his sentence.
"Mable, i'm having a heart attack!" He said to his wife. He stopped the car, giving Guardora the opportunity to grab the melon. The dragon used its claws to stab into the car's roof, flying away with it.
"Wait-a-go boy!" Hank said. Guardora pinned the car in between two trees. Hank grabbed his katana.
"Alright, let's get me my dinner!" Hank cried out, as he jumped off and landed on the car's roof. He used his katana to slice the roof in half. Using his supernatural strength, he split the roof open, seeing the melon. The farmer's wife saw Hank and screamed.
"Sorry, but I needed that fruit." Hank said, grabbing the watermelon and jumping back on his dragon.
"Bye!" Hank said, as they flew away. He returned home to feast upon his fruit.
"Where'd you get that Hank?" Peggy said.
"I defeated a farmer and obtained his food." Hank said. Meanwhile, Bobby was in his room. He painted his room black and had posters of My Chemical Romance. He wasn't just Emo, he was super Emo!
"Shut up Joseph, I "will" become a samurai! If you make fun of me again, I will strike you down with my katana!" Bobby said, talking to Joseph on the phone.
"Your a loser, and even if you do become a samurai, you'll just be a samurloser." Joseph said, thinking his joke was funny. Bobby turned off the phone in anger. He turned on his t.v and watched Invader Zim.
"This show is sick! I need to write a fan fic about it." Bobby said. After eating his watermelon, Hank walked into Bobby's room.
"Good lord Bobby, what happened to your room?" Hank said.
"Dad, i'm an Emo now. It's who I am." Bobby said.
"Emo? Is it something from the dark side?" Hank said, sitting on Bobby's Invader Zim bed.
"It stands for emotional goth."
"Goth? What's that?"
"Well, um... It's kinda complicated dad."
"Well ok, I just hope it's not evil. Anyways, let's go get you a dragon seal." Hank and Bobby walked to the driveway. He told bobby to sit in Indian style. He drew a circle around Bobby with chalk, and place candles around it. Bobby took his shirt off to recieve his seal. Hank placed one hand on his back and used the other to perform hand signs.
"Ino, Tori, Sato, Makar, frotok, corri, didar, laza, pegar, tarx, xeno, mooey, agra, quata, gaga, tarzan, poo, pee, taco, mono, BLARGRAKKOMAZA!" After finishing his hand signs, Hank gave Bobby the dragon seal.
"Agh!" Bobby cried out in pain, causing him to pass-out. Hank picked up his son and brought him back to his room.
"My boys a samurai..." Hank said to himself. He went to the bathroom to heal his wound from the shotgun. Hank trained all night so he can defeat Buck Strickland.
"I'm... Going... To... Defeat you... Strickland!" Hank said, doing some push-ups.