Hey guys. I'm so so SO sorry about this mini-hiatus I took. Midterms came up and my grade in Geography is already just passing; so all of my free time has gone to studying. I'm also doing the school play and their keeping us later and later everyday. Coupled with writers block for fluffy chapters and procrastination manifestation, you get a late story and sleep-deprived human being! Anywhosies, I currently can't think of any new McCracken high character so... HAVE FUN IN THIS CHAPPY! Bye-dilly-bye!
-"And so I says to 'em; I says: Youuu can't treat meh like that!" Wander slurred on the couch. "So anyways, I'm punchin' 'em and he's all like 'ah mah face!' and I'm like, well next time don't grab my finbar if ya didn't wanna smackdown! And that's how I saved the Dingleborps festival!" Wander put on a thoughtful expression. "Or was it the time I beat up Paul for getting grabby? I can't really remember..."
"Um, does this usually happen?" Peepers leaned over and whispered to Delilah.
Delilah leaned in towards him. "You kidding? This is when he's tame."
"Hey Peepers! Get over here! I wanna tell ya somethin'!" Wander brought him over to his side of the couch.
"H-heyy Wander..." Peepers trailed off.
"Ya know, when I said you were cute when we first met ah meant it!"
"Um, thanks?"
"I mean, you are just so adorable ova there with yer tiny body and squeaky lil voice and-hey Peeps? Can I call ya Peeps? Imma call ya Peeps now, mkay? Anyway, Peeps yer a great guy! Just flarpin' great!" Wander moved his arm across his body in optimism, but resulted in no more then shifting his weight and falling over. "And I'm glad yer comin' with me! Hater: he don't deserve ya!" Wander angrily waved a finger at Peepers; who was now in the process of slowly backing away. "Yer too good fer 'em! Ah say, tell him ta screw off and come on adventures with me!"
"Okay seriously; how much have you had to drink tonight?" Peepers asked in a half confused/half fearful voice.
"Now that-mah dear Peeps-ya don't need ta know! What ya need to know is that yer always welcome to travel with me! We'll go sightseein', and explorin', and star gazin', and at least once a week we'll take Hater down from the inside out! Is gonna be great!" Wander threw his arms up in excitement. "And maybe ya get some side-benefits; if ya know what I mean..."
Delilah started to laugh.
"Wander..."
"Call meh Lucas Peeps! Or Luke! All mah friends who know 'bout me call meh Luke!"
Laughing intensifies...
"I will absolutely NOT call you 'Luke'. Now get off of me." Peepers demanded forcefully.
"Ah don' pretend ya don' it! I know ya like me holdin' ya like this." Wander laced his hands around Peepers thin frame. "and this..."
Peepers looked over at Delilah pleadingly, but she was too busy spazing on the floor as she convulsed from laughter.
"He'll let go eventually and fall asleep." Peepers thought to himself.
But then...
"Oh Peeps, I'm soo sorry!" Wander sobbed into a confused watchdogs chest. "Ya never did nuthin' to deserve this! Now yer stuck with someone like me for the-who knows how long! I mean, look at me! I'm a low-life wreck with a sister still held prisoner in the king's castle, and ol' bag of random crap, and a whole lot of broken dreams!"
Peepers looked over to Delilah who had finally recovered, but was now just shrugging. "Uh...there, there?" Peepers awkwardly patted the mesodonians back. "It's okay; I'm sure it won't be that ba-wait-You have a sister!?"
"Yer Just sayin' tha-at!" Wander wailed. He lifted his chin and put on a smile (almost as if he HADN'T just spent a half an hour crying about how life sucked...). And yes I do. Imma gonna rescue her soon though! So you'll get ta meet 'er! Ah, she's the sweetest girl I ever did know; smart and pretty too!" Wander expression suddenly melted away as more tears came surfacing, "And now she's been trapped for so long! I'm such a horrible brother!" He let a downpour of tears run down Peepers once dry chest.
"I'm sure he's wearing down..." Peepers thought a little less hopefully.
And then...
"Yer pathetic; ya know that!?" Wander screamed. "Look at ya, just standin' there! Ya think yer all that; well let me tell ya that yer not!"
Peepers looked over at Delilah. "Does he know that he's screaming a toaster?" He asked.
"Honestly I find it better not to ask questions and just let nature take it's course. 'Sides, that hangover he's gonna have tomorrow is gonna be a great punishment for all this psycho-babble..."
"Pathetic lil' thing! I can toast bagels to ya know! But does anyone shine MY chrome interior! No! Ya spoiled lil' jerk! Why, I outta clean yer clock right now! But since ya don't have one I'll just keep yellin' and maybe mah message will get through your THICK, INCOMPETANT-!"
"LUKE STOP SCREAMING AT MY APPLIANCES AND GO TO BED!" Mary Ann called from her bedroom.
"Yes ma'am!" Wander called as he tried to do a salute but shifted his weight once again and fell over. "Down I go!" He called surprisingly chipper.
Delilah leaned over to Peepers and whispered. "The funny thing is, the country accent is all part of his act, so I don't know why he's using it..."
"That's what!-On second thought, I'm just not going to ask and go to sleep trying to forget this ever happened." Peepers replied flatly.
"That's the spirit!" Delilah retorted joyfully. "Now, you'll be sharing a the guest room with Wander just so you know."
"Wait what!? But he's so-!"
"Night Peepers!" Delilah left the room.
"Come on Peeps. Let's go on to our room." Wander purred. He grabbed Peepers arm and started for a room deep within the bowels of the home.
"Help..." Was all Peepers could muster.
Good night, dear wanderers!