User blog:Henry Hudson GC/PLET (Part 3)

Chapter 11
“WHO ARE WE??!!!” yelled Peyton.

“GOOD OAK COMICS!!!”

“ATTACK!!!” Henry bombarded the poor yellow house with eggs, Jacob did the same. Peyton and Suyash stealthily sneaked up to the house, spraying the five letters of the alphabet that spelled FRAUD on the house with red paint. Carter threw a fat roll of toilet paper on the house, followed by half a dozen eggs.

“MORE EGGS PEYTON!” shouted Henry.

“WE’RE ALL OUT!! RETREAT!!!” The gang ran off, just as Pat’s father walked out the door cursing at the kids. They kept running until they reached the safety of the treehouse. Henry had stored extra eggs in the treehouse, in case anyone followed them.

“That’ll teach Pat! When’s he coming back again?” asked Peyton.

“November? Thanksgiving, I think, what should we do then?” asked Suyash.

“I don’t know, I think we’ve done enough revenge already,” said Jacob. Carter nodded in agreement.

“Are you kidding? Making Pat’s dad spend a few hours cleaning egg whites off his windows isn’t going to make up for several hundred dollars.”

“$1300 Peyton, $1300,” said Henry angrily.

“Guys, he did help us, though,” said Carter. “He-”

“He’s a fraud, and that’s all that matters,” said Peyton. “I don’t care if he wrote a hundred arcs by himself, he’s nothing to me.”

“I agree, I’ve lost all my respect for him,” said Jacob.

“Peyton, how much are we at now?” asked Carter.

“We’re at... $44,000!”

“Nice!” said Suyash. “$9,000 past our goal!”

“An extra $6,000 for Pat,” said Henry angrily. Suyash looked down disappointedly, Peyton just scratched his head, he looked sad.

“You know what,” said Carter, standing on a table. “We made a mistake, that’s all! Let’s forget about Pat, screw him! Better now than later, we learned a good lesson from this, and we will only grow!”

“Carter’s right,” said Suyash. “Let’s create some new comics, without Pat this time. We’ll show him who we are!”

“Yes!” yelled, everyone in agreement. The friends went to Baseball Grill after and celebrated what was going to be a great, successful year.

Chapter 12
“You know, I just realized something,” said Peyton, he was scowling. “Pat probably used Good Oak Comics to help him get into his boarding school! He used us again!”

“Oh Peyton,” said Henry. “I’m sure that there are much worse things that he’s done that we haven’t thought of yet.”

“Um, guys?” asked Jacob. “I thought that we were going to forget about Pat?”

“It’s just that the thought of everything he’s done makes me so mad. How could you not be Jacob?”

“I am, I’ve just moved on. Anyways, do you think Mr.Purse should be a good guy or bad guy?”

“What kind of a stupid name is Mr. Purse?” asked Suyash. “What’s next, Dr. Makeup?” Henry chuckled.

“Also guys, we finished Pat Moraliste,” Peyton announced. “It’s so funny, honestly. We should publish it and post it on like 10 websites.” Jacob and Carter rolled their eyes.

“Let me recheck it for grammar mistakes,” said Henry.

“I thought the Pat Moraliste thing was a joke between the five of us,” said Jacob. “It seems a bit harsh to post all over the internet, don’t you think Peyton?”

“Jacob, must I remind you, that this was the fraud that stole over $1,000 from us? Not kidnapping him and holding him for ransom is already good enough!”

“We’re not criminals, Peyton,” said Henry. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t get revenge, hehe.”

“And…. Pat Moraliste is now on our Facebook page! I can’t wait for Pat to see it!” Peyton grinned happily.

“Ha! I’m going to send it to GoComics, they can put it on their website for free!” Henry added.

Suyash spit water out of his mouth. “These Pat Moraliste comics are so funny! Water’s coming out of my nose, it hurts! Totally worth the laughs.”

Carter and Jacob sighed.

Chapter 13
“Zach, I thought you went to college,” said Henry. Jacob laughed hysterically.

“He flunked out after the first trimester!” Juice came out of Jacob’s nose. “He’s so bad!”

“Shut up, Jacob, or I’ll have dad burn your food again!” Zach stormed back into the kitchen.

“Oooh! I’ll burn your food again!” Jacob scoffed, mocking Zach. “What an imbecile.”

“Guys, this is going to piss you all off,” said Peyton. He was scowling again. “On Pat’s boarding school profile, it says that he’s had experience as a professional cartoonist and story writer! He used us again! Again!”

“Will you please stop bringing him up every day?!” yelled Carter. “The thought of him ruins my day! Bringing him up does us no good! Please stop!” Suyash groaned, Jacob just sipped his juice loudly. Nobody said anything for a while.

“I got a new dog today,” said Henry, trying to break the silence. “His name is Fancy.”

“Fancy sounds like a name for elegant, royal poodles,” said Suyash while laughing.

“Shut up! My mom named him. Also, he’s a beagle. Poodles are for little girls.”

“Imagine a beagle named Fancy!” Everyone cracked up except for Henry.

Zach returned to the table with everyone’s food. “Fancy sounds like a wuss dog. You should meet my cat Jimmy, he’s really cool. Also, Jacob, your chicken totally isn’t messed up.”

Jacob spat out a piece of his chicken. “Why is it so spicy?” Zach laughed and went back into the kitchen.

“Did you hear that Pat’s dad called the police?” said Henry. “We didn’t leave any clues, thankfully. We’re off the hook.”

“I kinda feel bad,” said Carter. “Pat told us that his dad was extremely busy.”

“Pat’s full of lies; I doubt the fatty is even employed,” said Peyton with a mouth full of pasta. Suyash and Jacob rolled their eyes. Zach came back to the table.

“You know, that Pat kid you’re talking about went to my history club. Every week he would take extra snacks and books for his brother.”

“Yeah! Isn’t he a fraud, Zach?” asked Peyton.

“I guess so, I don’t really care. I only went there to get extra credit in my honors history class.”

“See? Zach thinks he’s a fraud too, Jacob.”

Jacob looked down and sighed. “When will Peyton get over Pat?” Jacob asked himself. “When will he?”

Chapter 14
“Do any of you guys have plans for Thanksgiving?” asked Jacob.

“I don’t,” said Henry.

“My family’s going on a vacation to Germany!” said Peyton with a smile on his face. “I’m excited, I’ve always wanted to go to Europe.”

“Bring us some souvenirs,” said Suyash.

“Carter, you’re coming to my house for Thanksgiving, right?”

“Yeah, hope your dad makes a good turkey. By the way, when are you leaving for Germany, Peyton?”

“I’m leaving tomorrow, actually. It was sort of a last-minute planned trip.”

“So you aren’t going to finish Night Monsters with us?” asked Henry, with a frown on this face.

“Unfortunately not, but I know it’s in good hands. I have to go pack, see y’all later.” Peyton climbed down the ladder and went home.

“So Pat’s coming back soon, huh?” said Suyash.

“I hope not, I don’t want to see that fraud,” said Henry angrily.

“Pat actually gave me his phone number before he left for France,” said Suyash. “Should we call him?”

“Are you seriously considering talking to him? Boy, you can’t be so forgiving. I’m heading home. See you fools later.” Henry grabbed his backpack and went home.

“Do you think we should call him Jacob?”

“Sure, I kind of want him to explain himself. What about you, Carter?”

“I’m not ready to forgive him, but I do want an explanation. I have to go home too for dinner, you coming to Jacob?”

“Yep.” The two left and went to Jacob’s house. Suyash took out his phone and opened his contacts. “Michael, Mel, Nancy,...” he muttered to himself. “Owen, Pat! Found him.” He sent Pat a message. [Heard you were coming back this week?] No response. It was 3 am French time, so Suyash grabbed his stuff and headed home.