It was later in the afternoon in Seattle, New Jersey.

In one of the back rooms of an almost dilapidated house, a young sentient being, who you'd think would be a human being, was happily playing with his toys.

Meatwad had been playing in his room for a few hours. Because he wasn't old enough to work, and couldn't afford to do much else, he often engaged in some sort of play for a couple hours a day to pass time.

Right now, he was in the middle laying his dolls out for a "tan". He was playing "beach" with his dolls, and pretended like they were on a beach vacation.

As he was placing his doll, Dewey, onto a piece of paper towel that was supposed to represent a beach towel, he distantly heard what sounded to be a voice, and it wasn't a happy voice either!

He rolled over to his closed bedroom door to get a better listen.

It was Frylock!

But what was he so angry about?

"And I don't care, you f*ing a-hole!"

"Shake!", he thought.

They must've been having another argument.

Meatwad had noticed for a couple weeks now that Frylock and Shake had been arguing, but he didn't know why. The funny thing is that by the time dinner or his bedtime came, they'd act like nothing had happened between them. They were basically hiding their argument from him. He didn't know why, and he didn't bring it up with them either.

He even kept his emotions about it bottled up. He'd been crying secretly, and quietly, to make sure he wasn't heard by the other two.

He hated hearing his two older brothers do this!

Somehow, Meatwad thought that this was his fault, even though he didn't have a sweet clue why they were angry and upset.

He shook his head.

"I'm sure it's nothing to do with me", he thought, but the intrusive thought that he was the reason behind all this wouldn't leave his little mind.

He knew what he needed to do in this situation. While it wasn't morally correct, or the most common sense thing to do, his gut told him he needed to leave.

Before opening his bedroom window, Meatwad looked at his pile of crayons and some loose pieces of paper, scattered around on his floor. He thought about writing them a note, but quickly abandoned that idea.

He managed to somehow opened his window, quietly that is, despite the fact that Frylock always kept his window tightly closed to prevent him from trying to escape, as Frylock knew that kids sometimes tried to leave their houses, and also because of a past incident where Meatwad tried to get out his window, before being caught red handed by Frylock due to the amount of noise it made.

As he was perched up on his windowsill, he made sure to say a goodbye to his dolls, Dewey and Vanessa, making sure to do so in a quiet voice, so he wouldn't be heard.

"Dewey. Vanessa. Captain Meatwad needs to go on a "solo adventure" right now. I don't know when I'll be back, but I know y'all will take good care of my room for me while I'm gone. See ya later", he said in a distraught tone.

With that, he gently closed the window to prevent leaving obvious evidence, jumped off his window sill, and started rolling down the streets to hopefully find somewhere else to go.

Fortunately for him, his bedroom was located away from the living room windows, so Shake and Frylock wouldn't see him leave. Although they might not be able to see him, Carl's house was near his window, but it didn't seem like Carl was in sight at the moment.

While he could've gone and stayed with Carl for a bit, he knew his brothers would find him there, and Carl would probably say something to the other Aqua Teens about him trying to run away.

Plus, Meatwad just really needed to get out of his neighborhood at the moment.