The Call

Michael: No, no, no!! I can't...

Blacko: Kid, I don't want things to get complicated, ok? I wanna help you.

Michael: I don't need help like yours!! I don't need help with Vanny!! Vanny already accepts me, as the way I am, and everything has its time!! So please, stop trying to convince me of things, that I don't wanna do, ok?!!

Blacko: Fine... If you don't need me for that... Is there something else you need me for?

Michael: Huh...?

M's Mom: Michael, dinner!

Michael: Coming, mom! And, don't.even.try.to.make me.mad!! Ok?

Blacko: Alright...

Later...

James: And don't forget to bring me back later, ok?

Michael: I won't, bro!! Ehehe... (closes the door) Alright, Blacko, now let's go back to the thing we were... Blacko? Blacko?

Blacko: Yea-

Michael: (screams) Blacko, you scared me!!

Blacko: Ahaha!! Kid, don't you remember that I'm your shadow? I'm always following you now.

Michael: Oh, right, I forgot about that...

Blacko: Now, since you came from dinner, weren't you supposed to play with Vanny today?

Michael: Oh yeah, I was!! Wait... How do you know that?

Blacko: As I said, I'm your shadow, I was always with you, since you were born.

Michael: What?

Blacko: That's right, kid. I know you better than your own family.

*phone rings*

Blacko: I wonder who is it...

Michael: Hello?

Roderick: Michael!!

Michael: Roderick?

Roderick: Michael, I don't think I have much time to explain.

Michael: Explain what?

Roderick: That police is here at my house!!

Michael: Ok, and why do I want to know that?

Roderick: 'Cause they're asking like "Hey, how did you survive with that cut? You were having a big hemorrhage...". Things like that! And I'm afraid that I can't keep my mouth shut for too long about Wally...

Michael:

Wait, wait, wait!! Rick, you can't tell about Wally!!

Blacko: It's a SECRET!!

Roderick: What?

Michael: Nothing!! Just... Don't tell about Wally or anyone on the team, ok?

Roderick: So, hum... What do I say?

Michael: I think I have an idea.

Later...

Roderick: And then, an angel came from heaven, to save me from death. It was like a miracle of God!! You trust in God, right?

Police Officer#1: Kid, I'm Muslim.

Roderick: Oooooh, you're Muslim, ok... I mean, we both have our religions, you are a Muslim, and I'm a Christian, I have every right to believe in God and everything I want, so, everybody's happy!! Right?

Police Officer#1: (looks at police officer#2)

Police Officer#2: (looks at police officer#1)

Later...

Michael: Wait, they actually trusted you?

Roderick: Seems like. And thanks, Mike, that actually made those guys think that I'M F##KING CRAZY!!

Michael: Oh, I'm sorry, "Mr.Perfect"... But you wouldn't sound like a crazy guy, if you wouldn't sound like a F##KING IDIOT, YOU F##KING JERK!!

James: Michael, language!!

Michael: (whispering) Sh#t, I forgot about my brother...

Roderick: Mike, listen.

Michael: What?

Roderick: I-I actually was thinking... Michael, hum...

Michael: *sigh* Roderick, just spill it...

Roderick: Don't you... Think that Wally is hiding something from us?

Michael: Wha- What do you mean?

Roderick: I mean... Why would Wally tell us that only death is the way to turn us into... what we are now?

Michael: Well, hum... Maybe that was the way that he... became what he is now, I-I don't know...

Roderick: Yeah, but... Ink told us that a ritual is the better way... Why wouldn't Wally tell us that?

Michael: *gasp* Look, I don't know if this is it, but... What if he wanted us to feel to pain that he felt when he "died"?

Roderick: That actually makes pretty sense though... But... Why would Wally make us suffer? That's the question?

Michael: Or that's what I say, or maybe Wally didn't know about the ritual... Now, if you don't mind, I've got to go. I don't want my girl to get worried.

Roderick: Wait, your girl?

Michael: *hangs up call*

Roderick: Mike? MIKE?! Err, son of a b#tch...