User blog:Henry Hudson GC/PLET (Part 1)

Sigh, I need a good title for this.

This is a story based on the relationship of two of our beloved users (Guess who).

Part 1 is rather boring, it's sort of the start of their relationship. Nothing interesting happens, but Part 2 will be out shortly :^)

Chapter 1
Peyton dashed through the forest, looking for the giant oak marked with red paint. Summer o’ 7th grade had just arrived, and it was going to be another summer of creating comics with the treehouse friends. Just as Peyton was drawing characters in his mind, someone pushed him from behind.

Clenching his fists, Peyton prepared for a fight, but the familiar laugh cooled him down.

“Ha, gotcha!” laughed Henry. “Ready for another summer of money?”

“Sure am,” replied Peyton, as he dusted off his jeans and picked himself up. “I’m gonna save up for a new computer, mine’s slower than your grandma. They both laughed. Last year, the friends racked up almost $24,000 by selling comics during the summer. This year, they were going big. Their goal was $35,000.

The rest of the friends were already in the treehouse by the time Peyton and Henry arrived. Suyash, Jacob, and Carter were already brainstorming ideas for new characters and plots.

“I got it, Neptune Ninja! A ninja from Neptune,” said Carter. “The antagonist will be Lord Marty, and it’ll be called ‘The Cosmic Ninjas’!!!!”

“Yeah! We can give Neptune Ninja a sidekick, Kat! Crazy Kat!” Suyash added. “I already know how I’m going to draw Crazy Kat, and I’ve got some ideas for other characters too.”

“I’ve got an idea for another comic, ‘The Tales of Joe Moraliste!;’” exclaimed Peyton. “The main character will be Joe Moraliste!”

“Wow, I never would’ve guessed,” said Henry, rolling his eyes. The friends got to work. Suyash and Henry started drawing characters, and Peyton and Carter worked on the plot. Even when a thunderstorm came around, they still created comics as if everything were normal. It wasn’t until lightning struck nearby that the friends decided to call it for the day.

“Think of some more characters, Suyash for ‘The Cosmic Ninjas!’, we need more!” yelled Carter over the pounding of the rain.

Chapter 2
“Where’s Henry?” asked Jacob. “He said that he could come today.” A day had passed since the storm, and the friends were back to drawing and writing.

“That’s funny, Henry’s never late,” said Carter. “He’s more likely to make a grammar mistake than be late.” Everyone cracked up. Henry was notorious for being a grammar cop, he would sometimes rip apart pages with grammar mistakes.

“There he is!” shouted Peyton. “He’s, uh, with someone.” Everyone looked out the window. Following Henry was a short, blond-haired boy with glasses. Nobody had seen him around before.

“Hey guys, this is Pat!” said Henry. “He just moved in a few houses down from me, and he says that he’s really good with technology and coding, and he likes to write stories!”

“That’s great!” replied Peyton. “Come on in Pat! Welcome to our gang!” At the end of every summer, the friends would upload all of their comics on their website. Their cartoons were extremely popular; every year, they would get thousands and thousands of people who purchased their comics.

Henry showed Pat what they were working on, he stared for minutes without saying a word. Just when the friends started debating over whether Pat was mute, he said something.

“Joe Moraliste’s pants don’t go well with his shirt; his pants should be green, not brown. It looks bad, you should redo it.” Henry and Peyton looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

“I guess he has a point,” said Jacob, after a moment of silence.

“Jacob, we’ve already drawn 20 pages of Joe Moraliste. We’re not going to redraw everything just because some new kid says so,” Henry replied.

“Yeah, sorry, Pat, maybe we can make him switch pants in the story,” said Carter. Suyash nodded in agreement, but Peyton looked aggravated.

“No! That makes no sense, why would a warrior in the middle of war change pants for absolutely no reason?! Pat’s not even a part of Joe Moraliste, maybe he can help write other comics, but not this one.” Silence fell upon the treehouse again. Henry just stared at his friends blankly. He worried that Pat would get in the way of the friends’ work. After all, they had a lofty goal to reach, and at this rate, there was no way they were going to get it done.

Suyash sighed. “You know what, I’m going to head home for the day. I’m getting bored.” He climbed down the ladder and trotted home. Suyash was one of the best writers in the gang, and the others knew that without him, they wouldn’t be able to form a solid storyline.

“Yeah, I’m going to head home, too,” said Carter. Peyton left too, but only after giving Pat a dirty look. Henry and Jacob stayed, they played Go Fish with Pat to pass the time. After Henry won for the 5th time in a row, everyone went home.

Chapter 3
Peyton lay in his bed. It was Monday morning, and it was raining again, but the Good Oak Comics staff never worked on Mondays. He kept thinking about Pat, and he wondered if he should give him a second chance. The rain stopped soon, and Peyton decided that he would apologize to Pat. He hopped on his bike and rode to Henry’s street. Pat was sitting on the porch, eating a bowl of ice cream.

“Uh, hi Pat,” said Peyton nervously. He wasn’t good with apologies. “I just wanted to say sorry for freaking out yesterday. I thought that maybe I could show you our website, that’s if you’re still interested, of course.

Pat stared at Peyton for a moment before answering. “Yeah, sure, come on in.” He opened the door and let Peyton in. The two went upstairs into Pat’s room. On his desk were a bunch of Neptune Ninja comics.

“Whoa! Did you draw these?” Peyton was shocked, they were some of the highest quality drawings he had ever seen. “I wish, man!” replied Pat. “My brother drew these, he’s really into art.”

“Can I meet him? He’d be an excellent addition to our team!” Peyton was really excited, Pat’s brother’s drawings were much better than Carter’s and Henry’s. Pat looked down.

“Unfortunately no, he’s really xenophobic. He literally panics at the sight of strangers.”

“That sucks,” replied Peyton. “I’ve never met someone with xenophobia before. I read about it last year, I honestly didn’t think it was real. What’s his name?”

“Cameron.”

“Okay. Anyways, I’ll show you the website!” Pat showed Peyton to his computer, and Peyton opened up the website. He showed him everything, and Pat seemed really interested. “Do you know how to code?”

“I do, actually,” Pat replied. “I’m kind of new to it, but it’s enjoyable!”

“That’s great, bro! I’ll finally have someone to help me when it’s time to publish the comics to our store.” Peyton was thrilled. He was the only person from Good Oak Comics who could code, and doing all the coding himself took a long time.

Pat looked down again. “I don’t want to sound greedy, but will my brother and I each get a share of your guys’ revenue if I help out?”

“Sure! As long as your brother keeps drawing those comics, they’re amazing!” Pat gave Peyton a tour of his house and hung out for the rest of the day.

Chapter 4
Henry was surprised to see Pat back at the treehouse the next day. He didn’t think that Pat would return after the heated argument. Peyton apologized for his break down, and everything was calm again.

“Your brother’s an outstanding artist Pat,” said Jacob. Everyone else nodded in agreement.

“Thanks, I wish he could be here and meet you guys. Also, I have an idea for a comic too. It’s sort of like a parody of the American Revolution.” He showed everyone his comics, and everyone was impressed. “My brother drew these, not me. But I wrote the story!”

Carter put his hand on Pat’s shoulder. “Welcome to Good Oak Comics Pat!” Everyone cheered. Carter helped Pat with his comic, and Henry and Suyash continued writing The Cosmic Ninjas. Peyton and Jacob worked on Joe Moraliste. They worked for hours and lots of fun.

“Yo, I’m hungry. Let’s go to The Baseball Grill!” Henry proposed. Everyone except Jacob agreed.

“Ugh, why must we always go there?” Jacob’s dad owned The Baseball Grill, and frankly, he didn’t like going there during work hours. But his friends insisted, so he reluctantly followed. It was a lovely day, so they decided to walk.

“So Pat, do you mind if I ask how long Cameron’s been xenophobic?” asked Suyash.

“He’s been for most of his life,” Pat said with a sigh. “He never goes outside, he just spends most of his time drawing in his room. The only time he comes out of there is to eat and use the bathroom.”

“That sucks,” said Jacob. “I really want to meet him, he could give me some good drawing advice. I hope he continues helping out on The Cosmic Ninjas!” The gang finally arrived at The Baseball Grill, and the waiter didn’t look very happy to serve them.

“When are you actually going to come in and work, Jacob? We could really use another waiter.”

“Yeah, whatever, Zach! I make more money than you by drawing comics, get a real job!” The waiter walked away, angrily. “That’s my annoying brother, Zach. Sometimes, I wish he was xenophobic! He’s so toxic.” Zach came back with six glasses of water. He spat in Jacob’s before leaving.

“So, I thought we should do a fourth comic if we want to reach our goal,” said Peyton. “Ideas? Anyone?”

“We could write a choose your own adventure,” Carter suggested.

“Or a comic about a zombie apocalypse,” Henry added. “I don’t know, let’s talk after we eat.” Zach brought them their food, and everyone ate happily except Jacob, whose burger had been burnt. Nobody ordered any dessert to save time, and after everyone was done with their entrees, they went back to the treehouse.

Chapter 5
The gang enjoyed having Pat around. It turned out that he was a great story writer too. Every day, he would bring comics that Cameron drew. By the end of July, Good Oak Comics had finished The Cosmic Ninjas and Joe Moraliste.

“How’s the history comic, Pat? We need to get it done by the end of next week,” said Suyash.

“It’s getting there, we just need to proofread it and maybe fix some of the art.”

“Hey, I’m going to put The Cosmic Ninjas and Joe Moraliste on our website for sale, come on Pat.” Pat and Peyton left the treehouse, and it was just Jacob, Carter, Henry, and Suyash.

“Should we give Pat’s brother, Cameron, a share of our earnings?” Jacob suggested.

“Yeah sure, he did help a lot. Should we give him an equal share?” said Henry.

“Why the f not,” replied Carter.