Heatwave
"Pop, what are you doing back here?" Didi asked as Lou came back into the house, pushing the stroller with the babies crying and fussy rather loudly. "I thought you were taking them to the park."
"I was, until I turned on the radio!" Lou declared. "Its gonna be 100 degrees out there, Didi! The sprouts would have withered up like rutabagas if I'd taken them out there, even slathered up in sunscreen and wearin' hats."
Didi gasped at that. "oh my, I hadn't even…" she stuck her head outside the door only to quickly slam the door shut. "Wooo! It is hot out there!" She hurried over to Tommy, who was throwing the biggest fit. "Come on sweetie, let's get you set up in the living room…"
But Tommy didn't want to play in the living room! He wanted to explore outside! He reached out for the door and whimpered but when it was clear his mommy wasn't going to let him go outside he began to scream even louder.
"Oh, maybe he's hungry," she said to Lou. "Let's get them something cool to drink."
"Its okay Tommy," Chuckie said as he and Phil and Lil were put down in the playpen. "We can have fun here."
"No we can't, Chuckie! I thought we were finally going to go back to having fun adventures but now the grown ups aren't letting us do whatever we want!"
"But your grandpa said it was too hot out," lil said, fanning herself.
"That's part of the fun!" Tommy exclaimed. "Imagine all the fun things we could have done in the heat!" He walked up to hot glass door and touched it. "Now let's go!"
Tommy screamed, bursting into flames.
~MC~MC~MC~
"No," Melinda said, glaring at the creator.
The Creator smirked evilly. "Just saying if we changed this story to "Tommy Dies Every Episode" he could have all the adventures he wants…"
"Which involve baby murder!" Melinda complained.
"Technically Tommy is killing himself…"
"Ow!" Tommy cried out, leaping about the sidewalk. He had removed the shoes his grandpa had put on him but now the soles of his little feet were feeling really hot. "Ow!" he cried out again. "ow ow ow!" He struggled to go on, knowing he could have just stopped and admitted that he was wrong but was far too stubborn. He would have an adventure! He would prove everyone wrong! Who needed to be safe? He was Tommy and-
"It's over Tommy!"
He looked up to see a bearded man holding a metal cylinder.
"I have the high ground!"
"You underestimaties my love of adventures!" Tommy shouted defiantly.
"Don't try it."
Tommy did a little jump… and fell onto the sidewalk and promptly began to burn alive.
"YOU WERE THE CHOSEN ONE!" the bearded man yelled as Tommy became a crispy baby. "IT WAS SAID YOU WERE THE SMARTEST BABY, NOT THE DUMBEST!"
"…what the hell is wrong with you!?" Melinda screamed.
"Many things, why do you ask?"