25TH of June 2014 was a humid night; wind started gusting in people’s windows all while people shut their doors ASAP. In one of these homes lies a dinner party teeming with family members that either are invited or live within this marvelous home. The owner of this humble home is a millionaire with fancy clothes and who has a sassy wife. On the red staircase was two rich lovers and their names are Mr. And Mrs. Bushop with a son named Randy, which he is often a quite shy boy. He can often feel anxious around people unfamiliar to him, always tripping on his left leg randomly and even feeling nervous around older woman that are plus ones. Randy isn’t afraid, he just gets very overstimulated, but that doesn’t persuade his parents. Anyways, this party so far appears quite formal as there are chefs serving snails and tofu as the first dishes.

  A table of some family members started hobnobbing about how wealthy they’re. “I’ve never been to France but if snails really satisfy them then I’d be a slow cashier” chuckled Randy’s uncle on the red table.

  “Oh please, that’s a lie darling cause that’s we met remember” said Randy’s uncle.

  Randy’s Uncle kicked his wife to make her mouth zip, which she felt hurt but understood why he did it.

  “Sweetie, you forgot the motto... on the sign it says only one woman can speak at a dinner party which isn’t you.”

  Randy’s Auntie almost shed a tear but was holding it up as fancy people should never show sappy feelings. “You’re right darling, my looks are all the matters to you and others here” she said with her eyes closed to prevent her eyeballing. Meanwhile Mr. Bushop goes up stairs to march towards Randy’s room.

  Randy’s door begins knocking as Randy lies on his feeling like a wet puddle. Randy says “you may enter” and the door opens “Greetings son, why aren’t you down stairs saying hello to your cousins?” said Mr. Bushop “Aren’t I allowed to just read my book and relax father?” whispered Randy “NO!” roared Mr. Bushop “Please father what if they won’t like me-” “You haven’t even said a pinch of anything to our guest and I need cute photos” said Mr. Bushop, giving out a fierce look. Randy hears a sudden noise coming from next door and due to his innocence he can’t tell what would’ve been. (I hear a woman screaming with a man cheering as if he earned a reward from the oscars) “Uh father who is next door?” said Randy

  “It’s just my brother-in-law teaching people correct punishment-”

  “Correct punishment? There is a woman screaming”

  “Just ignore it and put on a tie. You look untidy without one or else you’ll get far worse punishment!” said Father with giggling as a greedy pig as he slammed the door shut.

  Randy gets dressed and comes downstairs feeling scared over the many guests within the building. The party has over 150 delegates and 10 butlers serving food for all guests. As he walks sweats drops from his forehead through every step he takes. Randy’s mother sees Randy by the stairs, walks up to him and she waves at him.

  Randy’s mother hands him a bottle and asks him to break the bottom part of it. This glass damage makes Randy confused about why but he nlistens to his mum and breaks a bottle. Then Randy’s mum orders him to put the bottle in a box full of broken glass.

  Randy talks to one his older cousins that are an electrician. His cousin wears a tuxedo with a tool set of wrenches around his waist. Randy says, “Hey Ollie you still like fixing pipes?”

  “Of course little, but good news is I can torture people in 50 ways instead of 10 different ways” Explained Ollie.

  Randy gulps and pretends he didn’t ask which he makes a masking face to Ollie. Ollie shows photos of his calculations on AC and DC while explaining facts to Randy. “AC means Alternative current and DC means Direct-current. If you wanna have less short circuits, then write me a letter Randy,” exclaimed Ollie as he wonders off.

  Mrs Bushop shows people all the dogs tied ready for fun damage. Randy hesitates because those dogs don’t look happy. One puppy has an eye closed, one has tears, feeling woebegone, and the rest have scratches all over their paws. “Everyone if you want to play glass in paws you may proceed,” exclaimed Mrs Bushop.

  Every guest takes a bottle and throws it at the dogs and feel cheers. Except Randy, when he is handed a bottle, the boy tells his mother that isn’t something amusing towards himself. Mrs Bushop slaps her son on the face in utter anger.

  “Pain is fun my dear.... you should know that”

  Dinging sounds are made around the room from Mr. Bushop. Randy’s dad brings out a wineglass and makes an announcement. “Salutations my guests, tonight we gather to celebrate our success on the great Bushop foundation success. As we enjoy the many people we’ve scammed through Krypto, our shampoo that makes many woman more sick than the North Pole, providing the innocent senile therapists and to remember that we as a troop are unstoppable” chuckled Mr. Bushop.

  Randy stands up on the table and roars like a cub “This isn’t funny... Father and Mother, apologies for my interruption but may I suggest we stop making money like this and cause no torture to poor animals?”

  “You dare defy our mighty actions son?”

  “It’s wrong Father we must find ways to make people happy, not condemned.”

  “Go to your room now!” exclaimed Randy’s Father.

  “I hate you!” screamed Randy as he ran back to room and ripped off his mini tux.

  Randy begins crumbling into a little ball and begins tear dropping “Why can’t Father understand I can’t be loquacious and I may be good at English but that doesn’t mean I want to socialise 14 hours a day. Does no one understand me at all?” cried Randy feeling utter mental pain.

  Consequently, a little pebble was whacked towards Randy’s window that sounded like someone taping their teacup. Randy turns his head right as he heard the noise. Then another pebble was thrown towards his window (Is it the wind or am I nuts?) said Randy to himself. The child opens his window and then sees a strange wombat hanging on a tree. The wombat pulls up on the branch to get back on his claw toes and blinks his shady eyes at Randy.

  (A wombat? Well they do live here so that’s fine) Randy began slowing pulling the window. Until, the wombat raised up his paw and began speaking “Wait child I want to speak with you-” “HUH YOU CAN TALK!” shouted Randy “Hey don’t shout or else you’ll be like your family,” said The Wombat.

  “How do you know that I have never seen an ounce of you around my property” exclaimed Randy. “I’ve been watching your family for a millennia dear child and most of them are shown to be cruel” whispered The Wombat.

  “I can’t deny you that one furball” said Randy.

  “However, you seem different than them, you seem to search for kindness and freedom. So, I thought of asking you if you wanted a wish” grinned The Wombat, feeling a sense trust, putting faith into a mere child.

  “Why only me?” asked Randy “Cause only children can make wishes cause a child’s mind is more powerful than an adult.” Said The Wombat.

  “So, you’re saying that this is my only chance to fix my life?” asked Randy.

  “Yes exactly, I am a magical little cutie animal my pal” cheered The Wombat and snapped his claws like fingers. An apple popped into Randy’s hand which surprised Randy. The wombat snapped his tips again which caused a pear to appear from thin air on Randy’s head. Randy turned his head and said “wow you’re like a magician” “No child I am a magician,” said The Wombat.

  Randy smiled and cheered in a quiet tone “Alright, I agree on your wish idea then... I wish my parents weren’t so mean and changed into something better.” The wombat crawled closer to Randy and put up his hand, ready to make the deal by saying “You dare to shake on it?” Randy shook his hand which caused The Wombats eyes to turn red. Finally, the Aussie animal stepped back and exclaimed, “I hope you enjoy your wish child.”

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  “Say I didn’t catch your name,” said Randy.

  “Oh, my name is Musko the healer of many hearts” smirked Musko.

  Musko tilted his head sideways and said “Oh, one thing I forget to mention child, remember when I said only children can make wishes... well I lied” with a maniacal laugh, flames flashed around him leading to him disappear.

  “Um... okay” exclaimed Randy, feeling confusion in his gut as someone began knocking on Randy’s door. Randy tip toed to his door and opened it, but he felt calmly concerned instead of fully concerned. It was a lady who was a maid in the mansion, but parts of her clothes seem somewhat torn apart as much as when a dog bites on a kid’s homework. The maid had blue eyes and her name was Ruby.

  Ruby handed Randy a letter that was from an old relative of his. “This was for you and I made sure nothing vulgar touched as it should be” said Ruby while smiling without pretending to feel joy. Randy opened the letter and read the letter:

  Dear Randy,

  How have you been living the rich life with such fancy parents? Did you make any friends around your neighbourhood yet or are they all a bunch of skanks?!

  Just kidding, if you ever need someone I’m always here and speaking of here, I am going to visit you and hope we can maybe find something fun to do on the 3RD of November. So I hope you’re thrilled to see me again and all the best to you grandson. And if you ever see a helmet who rides two wheels then you know who to trust underneath.

  Xoxo Grandma Lisa

  “Hang on, is this letter overdue?” asked Randy. “Only by a week but that is cause your family tries to keep you away from her. She gave me the letter secretly, but when your mother’s brother found out he got rageful and I began hiding in the mansion until he found me and started punishing me. However, the moment he found me I luckily kept the letter in the drawer” explained Ruby.

  The mansion began slowly burning into a crisp and felt like a forest fire and everyone within the building began smelling smoke. Randy began hearing cracking noises from the ceiling. Randy said to Ruby, “Do you hear that?” Ruby smelt smoke coming from downstairs. Randy and Ruby looked at each other and quickly dashed over to the dinner table by marching down the staircase.

  Mr. Bushop had his jacket burning with everyone noticing which gives people quite the fright. Mr. Bushop rolls on the floor to try stop the fire but instead spreads the fire everywhere. From his jacket to the floor, then people’s dresses/suits until eventually almost the entire house is clear to burn out into utter dust. All of this smoke makes Randy really frustrated and says to Ruby, “I didn’t ask for this! All I wanted was nice parents, not parents being fried alive-”

  “Master Randy this isn’t your fau-”

  “NO IT IS!” cried Randy, as even Randy’s mother began having her long hair set on fire and turned to dust. “Oh, if it’s just my hair that’s fine cause men say shorter hair is better. And it is always good to trust a man-” Mrs Bushop lips start burning too as if someone from the window began clicking their fingertips once more.

  “Please someone save us!” screamed Randy while he is jumping like a sick monkey.

  A loud vrooming sound is heard from outside the arson attack and is coming from something that runs on two wheels. It seems quite speedy, with the driver appearing in red and black leather with a maroon helmet.

  Kaboom! Glass breaks through the large front window of the mansion and it is none other than a cool motorcycle approaching. It lands on the second floor where Randy and Ruby are still feeling stressed over the chaos. Until the bike lady pulls off her helmet. “I would’ve made a normal entrance, but it seems your someone wants to burn the house down literally!” exclaimed Grandma.

  “GRANDMA” shouted Randy and Ruby, feeling quite stutter of hope. However, all this smoke makes Randy to start going dizzy. “Ah my head and eyes feel like spinning in circles. My mind is beginning to overstimulate again oh dear” Randy says as he also sees a shadow figure wearing a white mask. His vision starts to get real blurry and he falls to the ground unconscious.

  The year now is 2025 February 12th 7 O’clock and Randy wakes up from his bed feeling terrified. He feels like he may have just had a bad dream again “Ah why is it that every time I dream it turns out to be a flashback of my parents” groaned Randy with his toes snuggled in the quilts. (“Oops I read the sricpt wrong and my brain always misspells sricpt wrong but anyway back to the poor trauma dumpy arsonone child. It isn’t really a word, arsonone, but who cares?” exclaimed your attractive narrator) Randy got out of his fantastic waterbed and put on his slippers.

  Then he opens his yellow door with his right hand and it makes a creaking sound. As his current house is a lovely unit that is a boring grey and white colour. The dear lad waddled through the kitchen like a penguin looking for fish. Instead, he found dishes undone and decides to clean them while in his blue pyjamas. Someone taps Randy on his right shoulder and it is Ruby; her skin seems less soft. Back then, Ruby was a precious 22 year old and now she is 33 years old. While Randy would be 21 and Grandma is 70 but she’s become retired from driving a vehicle.

  “That’s nice of you to make dishes again Rez,” said Ruby.

  “I forget sometimes my name is no longer Randy,” chuckled Rez while wiping a plate with a grey cloth. “No, it’s just your hero name old sport unless you want people to know where you live” exclaimed Grandma.

  “No, I don’t at all, but I did make a vow the moment we left that wretched place, it was to make sure no one trusts a mythical creature ever again and protect the innocent from any danger no matter what!” Shouted Rez while accidentally splashing the girls with dish washing liquid. The girls made a stoic face, but Rez quickly apologises for that little mistake. After the three of them have breakfast they head to the garage where all the weapons were.

  Rez puts on his battle armour which is a noir silver helmet that has a similar design to Ned Kelly’s helmet, brick red breastplate, gauntlet, vambrace, and a medieval blunt weapon known as The-Silver-Spiked-Morningstar. For the past 2 years Rez has been fighting crime with the help of his maid and custodian under his protection. Anyways, enough information about these people cause now our warrior pal is walking up to a circular thing on the ground.

  Rez goes into a sewer tunnel and makes small paces to prevent loud volume. His feet feel like they’re stepping into a bathtub since the ground is mainly dirty water with pee and all kinds of rubbish. As Rez’s mission is to figure out what is causing people’s bathrooms to go kaboom. Because on the latest news it has been discovered that, for the past three weeks everyone’s toilet has been randomly flooding itself. So Rez’s idea is that someone has been messing with the pipes, hence why he’s down here.

  He comes across 3 different directions of tunnels which are, continue straight, turn left or right. Rez chose the left tunnel, and he walks very steadily to not draw any attention. Consequently, Rez heard a noise that felt like someone having chattering teeth. This noise was coming from a dark corner near the end of the left tunnel.

  So our hero walks closer and closer to this little corner with good precaution. Until green pupil, yellow eyes popout in the corner leading to Rez taking a few steps back. (What is that in the shadows?) said Rez holding his weapon steady, ready to attack if required. The green-eyed creature steps out of it’s mere shadows and stands up straight.

  He has green scales, a yellow jawline with teeth that look similar to a film called Jaws and a shell on his back that is incredibly spikey. “Who are you... actually no, my better question is what are you?” asked Rez.

  “I am sea food that will be on the menu, I am the monster who bites on pipes for a true sapid taste and my name is Sheller-Shocker!” roared Sheller-Shocker.

  “Well pal if you’re the one who messed with pipes then you better cough em out right now” exclaimed Rez holding his grip quite firm.

  Sheller-Shocker says “Make me”.

  Rez groaned “Your funeral sea turtle” and charges towards Sheller-Shocker with his Morningstar with the target trying to be our monster’s stomach. However, Sheller-Shocker’s body is like a brick wall, so the attack fails and Sheller-Shocker says to Rez “You wanna recharge?” “Huh?” said Rez.

  Suddenly, Sheller-Shocker starts glowing yellow and begins shocking Rez like a bolt of lightning. Rez is feeling burnt out but isn’t willing to give up yet as he rubs of his helmet. Rez then punches at Sheller-Shocker, but the villain dodges the punches. Then Sheller-Shocker curls into his shell and starts launching out giant spikes from his shells and gets scattered like a swarm of bugs. Rez gets cuts on his right leg while he runs away from the spikes and quickly tries to find hiding spot. Rez jumps into a shadow corner and rests for a quarter minute. Meanwhile Sheller-Shocker is sniffing out Rez’s scent “Come on prince charming where are ya, I notice your armour looks delectable, do you mind if I nibble it real hard?” Echoed Sheller-Shocker from a short distance.

  Our monster is on concrete but Rez gets an idea related to swimming. So, our hero spins his Morningstar and whacks it on the monster’s head. Sheller-Shocker roars like a dinosaur feeling utter pain and makes a stoic face. Then Rez does the same thing again, leading to Sheller-Shocker to fall into the water and short circuiting himself. Finally, Rez carries the monster out of sewers until he finds a way out. Rez sees a clear spot and climbs up the ladder while carrying the heading beast. After climbing up, he drops Sheller-Shocker like a dumb bell onto the pavement. “Ah what a day, I wish there were more people like me” said Rez sounding very exhausted. Then smoke bombs started surrounding Rez, but Rez doesn’t inhale it due to his armor. A few shadow figures get behind Rez and whisper, “There are more people which you’ll see momentarily big dude.” Rez turns his head but gets tasered within a second causing him to fall to the ground for being too groggy now. Then the two shadow figures put Rez and Sheller-Shocker into a van and drive off without being noticed at all.

  (“Oh boy I can’t wait to see how this goes as we’ve gotten wacky characters so far. Do you, the reader, enjoy birds, kangaroos, hot girls that dress like a battery or nature or a Ned Kelly rip-off? Let me know on whatever social media tickles your fancy. Anyways back to this cool Adventure” Announced Mr. Stardom)