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During the ride home, I was too distracted thinking about what could be waiting for me there to pay any attention to my cousins sitting beside me in the car. James tried talking to me, but my mind kept going back to the Aqua Teens. If only there was a way of skipping all these red lights and arriving at my house faster.

Finally we pulled into the driveway. Even before my brother stopped the car completely, I opened the door but waited until the car came to a jerking halt before jumping out.

My mother and brother had to gather their things, and my cousins were heading next door where they lived. Nobody was paying me any mind so I silently slipped away. I had to see if the Aqua Teens were really here. I wasn't for certain if nobody else could see them, but I knew I couldn't take any risk. I needed to check out the place first.

The yard looked normal. Maybe it had just been my overactive imagination acting up? But I had to make sure. I walked up the steps and reached out to open the door, but as I walked forward, I slammed into the still closed door. At first I was confused. Then I realized the door was locked.

Great, I thought, annoyed. I wouldn't have to wait on my brother to unlock the door if I had my own set of keys. I sighed to myself.

As soon as he opened the door, I ran past him to be the first one in. He glared at me but I ignored him.

Looking around, I didn't see anything weird about the living room or kitchen; definitely no cartoons. I was beginning to think that I had only imagined things when suddenly there was a loud crashing sound that came from my room. I glanced at my brother, who also looked spooked. So he heard that…

"Something must have fallen in my room," I stammered. "I'll go check it out."

As I hurried to my room, he called after me. "If you cleaned your room, nothing would fall."

Ignoring his comment, I opened the door without thinking and walked in. What I saw there stopped me in my tracks.

Frylock was floating in the middle of my room, watching as Master Shake picked up something off of the floor. Meatwad was sitting… or standing… on my bed, staring at his friends, but as I came in, the meatball turned to me, his eyes growing huge.

"See what you did?" Frylock was saying to the milkshake, who was bending over as he continued to pick up the broken pieces.

I gasped when I realized what it was. "My stereo!" I ran to Shake and pushed him aside, causing him to drop the pieces of my stereo that he was holding. Rage burned in me. "What the hell is going on here?" I demanded.

Shake backed up, his eyes unreadable at first. Then he glared at Frylock. "It's his fault!" the milkshake blamed his friend.

"What?" Frylock sounded surprised and also mad. "How is this my fault?"

"You're the one who dragged us here in the first place," Shake said, still glaring at the box of fries.

Part of me hoped they weren't really there and that if I closed my eyes, when I opened them, they would be gone. But when I tried this, they were still there, Frylock and Shake arguing. Meatwad rolled across my bed to me and smiled at me with the innocence of a five-year-old.

"It's neither of their faults," the meatball said. "But Frylock did drag us here," he added.

I couldn't help but smile back at him. Whenever I saw him on the show, I always had to smile. There was just something cute about the way he did things, like a small child. Watching him simply made me happy.

Suddenly my mom called out to me. "Candy! You better go to sleep soon! You have school in the morning!"

I sighed. "Okay!" I called back.

"Candy!" Meatwad exclaimed. Closing his eyes, he began to sing. "I want candy, bubble gum and taffy. Skip to the sweet shop with my sweetheart Sandy. Got my pennies saved so-"

"Shut up!" Shake and I howled at the same time. We looked at each other, and Shake's eyes shined with mischief, but I glared at him. I never liked him. Meatwad was my favorite character, and Shake was always so mean to him, which made me hate the milkshake with a passion.

Meatwad closed his mouth and opened his eyes. He looked from his friend to me and back again. He frowned and backed away, halting at the front of my bed. I guess he thought I was just like Shake, but that wasn't true. I wanted to assure the meatball that I would never yell at him again or hit him like Shake always did, but I had to admit how much that song got on my nerves. I didn't hate MC Pee Pants, but his music was really annoying.

However, before I could say anything to him, Frylock floated to me, distracting me. "Maybe you should go to bed," he said. "I had hoped to talk to you tonight," he went on. "But I don't want you to get in trouble with your mom. We can talk tomorrow. We will just sleep in the living room for tonight." I opened my mouth to say that was a bad idea, but then he added as if he could read my mind," You are the only one who can see us."

After he left my room, I remembered my brother also hearing them knocking over my stereo, so I was wondering if Frylock was wrong and my brother could see them or at least hear them. I wanted to call him back, but at the same moment, my brother walked down the hallway, passing by Frylock so close that they almost touched. But he took no notice of the box of fries, and I sighed with relief.

I watched as Meatwad jumped off my bed and followed him. Shake remained where he stood, still staring at me. He had been looking at me since we both yelled at Meatwad. It was starting to get annoying.

"Shake!" Frylock yelled for him.

The milkshake didn't move for a whole minute; then he finally walked to my door, but stopped and turned back to look at me again. "Goodnight," he murmured before leaving my room.

I was left there, alone and in shock. The way Shake had said that made it seem like he had a soft side. Walking over to my door, I heard Shake claiming one of the chairs, and declaring that Meatwad had to sleep outside.

"Do I, Frylock?" the meatball asked.

"No," Frylock answered. "Now calm down and go to sleep. We have a big day tomorrow."

I shook my head, deciding that Shake wasn't capable of another side other than a big bully. It was weird though. If I didn't know any better, I'd just think the TV was on in the living room and tune into Adult Swim. But that wasn't the case this time. The Aqua Teens were really in my house. They were real and I had talked to them. I still couldn't believe it. I was still in shock, and part of me wondered why they were here and what they wanted.

Guess I'll find out tomorrow, I thought as I closed my door. I changed out of my dress clothes and slipped into a nightgown, then climbed into bed.

Usually, I had music playing while I slept, but until I got a new stereo, that wasn't possible. Sighing, I turned on the TV and clicked it over to the Disney Channel. The theme song of Suite Life on Deck was playing, but I wasn't really paying much attention to it. I just needed something in the background as I fell asleep.

I turned over to face the wall, and before I knew it, I was out.

The sound of my door opening and closing woke me. I was still facing the wall, but I could hear someone walking into my room, coming closer to my bed. I felt the bed dip a little as whoever got in beside me. I shut my eyes and rolled over onto my other side, pretending like I was still asleep but that their movements had disturbed me.

I waited awhile until I finally dared to open my eyes, which flew open all the way when I saw Shake lying beside me. His face was almost touching mine. He was asleep or seemed to be anyways, and I moved closer to the wall, but there was a gap between my bed and the wall. It was a small gap but I still felt my leg slip into it, so I had no choice but to scoot a little closer to the milkshake so I didn't get stuck, although I tried to keep away from him as best as I could.

Why did he come in here and get in bed with me?

I folded my hands into fists, but instead of punching him, I kicked him, causing him to roll out of my bed. As he fell, he woke and gasped. I looked over the edge of the bed at him, trying to make myself look threatening, but I could barely keep myself from bursting out laughing at the sight of him on the floor, a shock expression on his face.

Then Shake stood up and glared at me. "Why the hell did you do that?"

I sat up in my bed. "I should be asking you why the hell are you in my room!"

Before the milkshake could reply, the door opened and Frylock floated in. "What is going on in here?" he gasped.

"She kicked me out of bed," Shake told him as if I was the one in the wrong.

"This is my room!" I pointed out, trying not to shout too loud in case my family overheard me. "You shouldn't be in here to begin with."

It looked like Shake was about to continue arguing, but before he could, Frylock said," She's right." He glared at the milkshake. "Now come on. Let's get out of here so we all can get some sleep."

"Thanks," I murmured to the box of fries.

He just smiled and pushed Shake out of my room, closing the door behind them.

Now I felt too restless and upset to sleep, so I turned up the volume on my TV and watched whatever was playing on the Disney Channel.

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