Timmy's Secret Plan Part 1
When he was certain that their mother wasn't looking, Timmy called all four of his brothers to his side.
"Terry, I know Mom grounded you," Timmy, the oldest McNulty son at 8-years-old said. "but I require all of the Brothers McNulty."
"What are you planning, Timmy?" Todd asked.
"Todd, you, Ty, and I will go into the bathroom for the toilet paper and all the soap we can carry," Timmy explained in a whisper. "while Terry and Teddy sneak into the kitchen and grab the eggs."
"Not to quote Finster here, but I don't think this is such a good idea, Timmy." Terry said.
"Don't be such a coward, Terry, Todd, Ty, Teddy, and I are all depending on you," Timmy begged. "we're going to be pranking some first graders, kindergarteners, and preschoolers who are out trick-or-treating! What a babyish activity!"
"All right, all right," Terry said to Timmy, holding his arms up in surrender. "I'm in!"
"Glad to hear it," Timmy said. "now, man your battle stations!"
The five McNulty brothers went their separate ways, they all knew they had work to do.
