A start of a Crazy December
Tang Residence
Within the room of Trixie Tang, the popular girl of Dimmsdale elementary school was sound asleep in her pricey designer pajamas. From over at the window at the opposite end from Trixie's bed, the curtains that covered said window were gently pulled apart by a maid that had entered the girl's room quietly. The attendant soon exited the room to begin prepping the usual routine of breakfast and such for her employers; just as the maid exited, a small orchestra entered the room with their instruments in hand. While the tiny orchestra began setting up, from out through the window, the early morning dark sky began to glow to signify the sun's break over the horizon.
Once the orchestra quietly set themselves up to begin the routine they were paid for, the sun began to shine in through Trixie's bedroom window. On cue with the sun rays shining in through Trixie's room, the small orchestra began playing a soft melody as the morning sun rays shined in on Trixie's face.
Trixie's eyelids began to lift as she woke up to a bright new morning, she smiled in content as she sat up to the orchestra playing her 'alarm'. The popular girl stretched her arms up and yawned after bringing her hand down to cover her mouth, Trixie soon finished stretching and yawning before giving the tiny orchestra the go ahead to leave. Once all members of the orchestra had exited in the same manner they had arrived, a different maid entered with her morning clothes in hand.
With a dainty hop off from her bed, Trixie made way for her personal bathroom while the maid laid out her clothes. The popular girl approached the sink of the bathroom, and looked at herself in the mirror to look at herself with vanity. Not a hair out of place, Trixie giggled to herself and fluffed her own hair a bit with her hands.
"Miss Maid." Trixie began to say while she opened the mirror cabinet on the side next to the big mirror in front of her, "What's the weather like outside?" She asked.
From back in her room, the maid responded back with an exasperated but resigned tone. "Please miss, my name is Dina, you should know this by now."
"Yes yes, whatever miss maid, the weather please." Trixie responded back with an eye roll while she began to brush her hair.
With an exhausted sigh, Dina responded back. "It's the first of December, and it's been snowing quite heavily out."
With a crinkle of delight in her eyes, Trixie placed her hair brush down to begin checking her teeth. "Excellent! Just in time to show off my winter designer clothes and jackets." She mused after finishing on checking her teeth, before pulling out her toothbrush and toothpaste to begin ridding herself of morning breath. "Thanks Miss Maid." Trixie said before she began brushing her teeth, eliciting a silent response from the maid as Dina took her leave.
'What a joyous day to show off my new apparel; Veronica will be jealous, Tad and Chad will compliment my choice of wear, and everyone else notpopular will look at me with admiration!' Trixie thought to herself as she brushed her teeth.
Crazy Ricky's Odd Services Office
Sleeping on a scratched up and beat up couch inside the breakroom of Ricky's office, the teenager himself that owned the place was sound asleep with an empty pizza box over his head. Splotches of sauce and toppings littered his shirt with oil stains on his worn out jeans he wore as pants, a hand of his rested on his stomach while the other hung down by the floor with a half eaten slice of pizza still in his grasp. Ricky's snores echoed from under the pizza box, the teen idly scratched his thigh in his sleep before turning over…
…only to turn over and fall off the couch with a thump and the sound of him coughing himself awake; Just as quickly he had fallen off the couch face down, Ricky brought his arms up and pushed himself up off the floor with a bounce on his toes. With the pizza box somehow still on his head, Ricky yawned and stretched his arms up and looked out the window of the break room. The teen grinned excitedly as he saw snow outside, with a zip in his step, Ricky darted out of the room with the pizza box cartoonishly spinning in the air; As if it had a mind of its own, the empty pizza box cartoonishly zoomed off to catch up with Ricky as he dashed through the hallway of his office.
With a sudden halt and screeching sound of his socks against the floor, Ricky stopped at the end of the hallway while dragging some of the carpet with him with cartoon physics. The teen then entered into a doorway that led into the personal bathroom for employees; while Ricky entered the bathroom to begin readying himself for the day, the empty pizza zoomed past the door and slammed into the wall at the end of the hallway. As the pizza box was about to peel off and fall to the floor, Ricky exited out from the bathroom with winter overalls on. As the teen zoomed off, the empty pizza box was cartoonishly 'pulled' and flew after Ricky with a flap of wind.
As Ricky barrelled towards the office front door, he stopped and began to unlock the door; with Ricky occupied and standing still long enough, the pizza box finally caught up to Ricky and landed itself back on top of the Teen's head. From the view outside of Ricky's office, four feet of snow was blocking the entrance with a light snowfall still going on. The door knob of the front office door began to jiggle along with the door itself getting cartoonishly bent forward in Ricky's attempt to open the door by slamming his body into it with an amused smile on his face.
With an earth shuddering slam, Ricky opened the door while sending the snow that had blocked the entrance flying into the air; as the airborne snow landed, it somehow became an igloo a few yards away from the entrance of Ricky's office. The teenager inhaled deeply with his fists on his hips, and let out a content exhale of breath before fixing the pizza box on his head like it was a hat and let it set properly. Ricky shut the front office door before jauntily whistling as he walked through the snow, he more or less continued to walk his way through the four foot deep snow somehow unimpeded until he reached a large garage door and halted at it.
After a few moments of reaching down under the snow to unlock the door, Ricky lifted the door up and grinned excitedly at something in the dark of the garage of his storage depot.
Turner's Residence
It was the first day of snow for Timmy on the first day of December, and here he was busy shoveling the snow off the driveway. He spitefully glared at Vicky who sat off to the side on a lawn chair, this was supposed to be her job, but here she was relaxing in her winter clothes and jacket with hot chocolate in her hands. Timmy sighed exasperatedly as he resumed shoveling snow, from over with Vickey the teen smiled deviously at Timmy's expense.
"And when you're done, you'll be joining the others to shovel everyone else's driveway!" Vicky said and laughed afterwards.
A loud blaring truck horn soon brought both of their attention to the end of the snow covered road, both of them blinked in confusion only to gawk in shock and fright as a street wide snow plowing truck came speeding in. Timmy and Vicky both dropped what they had in their hands and brought their arms up to protect themselves from the 'splash' of snow that was plowed off from the street. A hiss of breaks and a diesel coming to a rest signified it had stopped, both Timmy and Vicky popped their eyes out from the snowman that had somehow formed over them.
With a sound of a truck door being opened, Ricky hopped out from the passenger side of the truck and landed into the deep snow with an excited expression towards Timmy and Vicky. "Whoooose ready to make moolah!" Ricky cheered with his arms up in the air to emphasize his cheering.
Breaking himself out from his snowman tomb, Timmy hopped up out of the snow with a grateful smile. "Me me me me!" Timmy declared as he made a break for the truck.
With snow melting off of her from her growing temper, Vicky glared at Ricky as she stood up from the lawn chair. "What's the big- ahhhh!" Vicky tried to talk, only to yelp as Ricky pulled her over by the arm.
"You got a license for utility vehicles right?" Ricky questioned Vicky excitedly as he dragged her with him through the snow towards his big truck.
"Let me go dang it! Aaaaah" Vicky yelled irritably as she was hauled off and thrown into the front passenger seat, in the back seats of the large truck sat Timmy with an amused look at Vicky's expense.
Tang Residence
Sitting at a long ornate table, Trixie sat with her two parents eating an expensive looking breakfast. Trixie's dad was the first to break the silence of the family dining on their breakfast, he looked over at his daughter with a proud look. "I must say Trixie, you're making me proud that you volunteered to participate in helping the community by shoveling snow."
Trixie stopped herself from feeding on her eggs with her hand in the air clasped around her fork, her mouth was open in pause with her eyes wide in shock. She snapped her mouth shut and lowered her fork down to look at her father quizzically, "Wait, what?" Trixie almost shrieked indignantly.
Mister Tang chuckled warmly as he faced towards his daughter from his place at the table, "Indeed! It makes your father proud that you wanna get a head start on getting college credits!" He responded proudly.
Mrs. Tang, who sat opposite of her husband, dabbed her napkin at her lips before speaking. She smiled at Trixie with a motherly smile, "Already showing initiative, I'm so proud of my baby girl!" Trixie's mother squealed with motherly joy.
Just as Trixie was about to open her mouth and question what was going on, an enormous truck plowed its way into the dining room wall from outside. The family members let out shouts of fright while the truck drove through the table, sending objects and wood flying. Trixie let out a squeal of fright as a net was shot out of the open back passenger window, and was promptly captured and pulled into the truck as it was driven out through another wall to the outside.
With the roar of the Truck's engine fading off into the distance, the parents blinked in shock before mister Tang stood up with anger. "What in the- oh, hello." Trixie's dad was interrupted by the sight of a drifting flier left by the driver of the truck, it was floating down in front of him. Mister Tang yanked the piece of paper out of the air and read it, "Hmmm….Crazy Ricky's Odd Services, If I break it, I repair it."
Mister Tang's eyes drifted down to look at what else was offered, "Comes with offers of remodeling, rebuilding, and improving, the limit is your imagination. The end result will look so good, it's like a magical improvement."
Trixie's dad excitedly looked up to his wife with an excited expression, "Good news dear, that talk we had about remodeling the dining room? It's gonna be free!" He declared.
Mrs. Tang who now sat with designer brand winter clothes on, clasped her hands and gushed. "Ooh, I've always wanted a large bay window, no wait, windows!" She exclaimed with joy.
Mister Tang, who was now in the midst of putting on a coat, faced his wife. "Come on honey, let's go check out choices of paint for the new dining room!" He suggested excitedly.