23rd, August 2032 Mr. Leitch is home sick in bed, and a substitute teacher has been called to teach Cory & Patricia's class. Cory & Patricia weren't very sure what the teacher would look like, they hope he or she would be nice and kind, even dealing with Brenda as well. As Cory & Patricia got on the school but, Cory sits next to his best friend Theo, Patricia is sitting in the back seat all alone, because no one would sit next to her. After the school bus parks at the school and drops the kids off the school, they all marched to their classrooms. As Cory & Patricia sat at their desks in their classroom, they are still thinking about the substitute teacher about what he or she would look like. Principal Tiger comes in the classroom and starts to introduce the substitute teacher, she points to the substitute teacher as he comes in. His name is Mr. Notefellow, he is a turtle swearing a suit like any teacher would. All the kids all greeted Mr. Notefellow in a unison, and he was blessed. Principal Tiger: Now, I would like you to meet Mr. Notefellow. He'll be your substitute teacher for a few days. Mr. Leitch is sick at home, and I'm sure you'll get along with the kids, right, Notefellow? Mr. Notefellow: Of course! I love kids! Principal Tiger: Good to hear. Any Questions? Mr. Notefellow: Hmmmm, nope! Principal Tiger: Alright, good luck today! (Walks out the door and allows Mr. Notefellow to teach) Mr. Notefellow: Hello, students! I'm Mr. Notefellow! I will be your sub for a few days. I'm sure we're gonna have a great time as a class! Whilst Mr. Notefellow is talking to the class, Brenda Boar is of course, throwing pencils at Patricia, even a sharp one poked Patricia's back neck. Patricia: Owwww! Stop! Brenda: Or else what? You gonna tell your mommy? Mr. Leitch can't save you! Mr. Notefellow: Young lady, what is your name? Patricia: Me? Mr. Notefellow: Yes. Patricia: Patricia, Patricia Shepherd. Mr. Notefellow: Shepherd? Are you related to a cat named Pickles Shepherd? Patricia: Yeah..? Mr. Notefellow: Oh my goodness! I heard all about him and Cucumber! They are amazing photographers! I've read all about their news articles and stuff! Are you their daughter? Patricia: Yes. Cory: And I'm their son. Mr. Notefellow: Oh my gosh! You two look like mini Cucumber & Pickles! How adorable! Cory: Heheheh, thanks. Mr. Notefellow: Now, as I was gonna say, is something bothering you? Patricia: Yes! Brenda Boar won't stop throwing stuff at me! Mr. Notefellow: Young lady, were you throwing pencils at Patricia? Brenda: Uhhhhh.. No..? Mr. Notefellow: Ah, a big fat lie! You're going in the corner. Brenda: For Pete's sake! We're in 2nd grade, you know?! Mr. Notefellow: So? In the corner, now! Head on the wall! Mr. Notefellow drags Brenda Boar to the corner of the wall as a time-out corner. Brenda feels piqued as the whole class sees as 8 year old boar gets treated like a parent. They all laugh at Brenda, including Cory and Patricia. Patricia was indebted to Mr. Notefellow for putting Brenda in the corner, and Mr. Notefellow was flattered. He then continues teaching the class. Back at home, Cucumber recieved a phone call from Sierra as her cellphone vibrates and she picks it up. Cucumber answered the phone, and Sierra was telling Cucumber that she's gone to multiple bars to find her big brother. It appears that Sierra's brother along with her sister moved to Busytown years ago. Sierra didn't notice it until she found out, so Sierra is looking in any bar of Busytown she can enter. She entered a bar where Pickles liked going, Bartender Bill asked if she needed help, but Sierra asked where her brother is. Bartender Bill: Can I help you, miss? Sierra: I'm looking for my brother. Bartender Bill: Who? Sierra: Orville, Orville Golding. Is he here? Bartender Bill: I know what he looks like, but he's not here, sorry miss. Sierra: (Mumbling) You're not sorry. Bartender Bill: What was that? Sierra: Is there another bar here in Busytown? Bartender Bill: Yes, there's a gay bar down the street. Sierra: Bingo! Thanks! Bartender Bill: You're welcome. Sierra hops back into the car, and pulls up her GPS app on her phone to look up which gay bar is in Busytown. After she searched for a gay bar in Busytown, only one result of a gay bar popped up. It was called "BJ's Triangle Bar". She's never heard of that place, and it's about 3 miles away from where she's at. She starts the car up, starts the direction feature so the icon would hover over the road to her accordance of driving. She is following the route to the gay bar, and she has arrived at her destination. She steps out the car after she turns it off, walks into the gay bar shyly, and asks the bartender a question. Sierra: Excuse me, sir. Gay Bartender: Umm, sir, the drag queen bar is in Woodsville. Sierra: "Sir"?! I'm a woman, okay?! Gay Bartender: Oh, in that case, the lesbian area is down in this area. Sierra: I'm looking for my brother! Orville: Sierra? What are you doing here? Sierra: I came to find you. Orville: For what? Sierra: I wanted to at least, talk with you. Orville: Oh boy, what do you wanna talk about? Are you and Vinegar getting a divorce? Sierra: No, no! I'm talking about the fact that Cucumber & Pickles are retiring next year. Orville: They are? I see, but really, what do you wanna talk about? Sierra: Well, I heard you and Jin moved here in Busytown a bit ago. Orville: 3 years ago. Sierra: And I didn't know that you guys moved from Busytown. You didn't tell me you and Jin were moving here in Busytown. Orville: That's because your mom forbidded me to tell you. Sierra: I know, she broke my heart when she deleted my number.. Orville: I even deleted dad's number too. Sierra: You still talk with him? Orville: Yeah, after he got released from prison. Sierra: He WHAT??? Orville: It's true. Dad got released from prison, and moved to Busytown as well. Sierra: Oh my god oh my god oh my god.. I'm scared.. Orville: Look, sis, I'm sure he's changed for the better. And I also invited him to spend Thanksgiving with us. Sierra: But Thanksgiving is not until 25th of November! Orville: I know, I know, but I'm sure he's dying to see you. Sierra: But, he hates me! He calls me names and hits me when I was a child! May 1999 True to Sierra's word, there's a flashback to where her father Chase Golding treated Sierra poorly. Chase: You're just like your mommy, Sierra! If you can't play with your turtle cart in your room, then I will throw it on the fucking ground! Sierra: Daddy!! No!! (Cries) Chase: You are worthless! You are a waste of my sperm! Ain't no god damn way you shot out of your mama! You cry like a fucking tornado siren! Sierra: (Wails) Present day, August 2032. Sierra: (Shedding tears) I don't feel safe anymore, Orville. My family won't be safe, not even my daughter. Orville: Your daughter? I thought you were sterile? Sierra: I am, and me and Vinegar adopted a cute fox girl, she's called Vicki. I love her and she gorgeous.. (Puts her hands on her face and cries) Orville: Oh, Sierra, you're fake crying has no affect on me. Sierra: It's not fake! It's real! I don't know what the fuck to do! Orville: Do you have any other people to invite for Thanksgiving? Sierra: I have Cucumber and her husband, along with Cory and Patricia, Cucumber has her sister, Pickles has his mama, but Vinegar's mom died decades ago, but I'm sure Walnut is still alive. Orville: You're right, I haven't seen Cucumber & Pickles since your wedding. Sierra: Will you and Jin be there for Thanksgiving? Orville: Sure. Where will the feast take place? Sierra: I was thinking at Cucumber's. Her house is pretty big for parties. Orville: Now you got my interested. Me and Jin will come to Thanksgiving, and if that'll make you happy, we'll protect you from dad, lest bad things happen to you. Sierra: Thank you. (Hugs Orville) Gay Bartender: Umm, this is a gay bar, not a straight bar. Sierra: He's my brother, you dumb fuck! Gay Bartender: Alright, whatever. Sierra has added Orville to her contacts, heads back to Vinegar's house whilst Vicki is still in school. Sierra walks in the house, sits on the couch with Vinegar. Vinegar: So, honey, did you find your fruity brother? Sierra: Yes, and he may be a fruit, but he's my big brother. Vinegar: How'd that go? Sierra: I heard the worst news from Orville, he said my dad has been released from prison, and is living in Busytown. I'm scared.. Vinegar: Is he a murderer? Sierra: Not really, he abused me as a child.. Vinegar: Maybe he's changed for the better, or something. Sierra: Yeah, right! I'm sure as hell he'll blow everything over! And he's coming for Thanksgiving at Cucumber's! He's gonna hate everyone! Vinegar: Sierra, sweetie, let's not prejudge the situation, we'll just wait and see how it goes, okay, honey? Sierra: It's worth a shot. Vinegar: Thanks, (Kisses Sierra) And if your father says horrible shit to ya, I will stick up for you, Me, Pickles and Cucumber are counting on ya. Sierra: Thanks.. Vinegar: Now, it's almost time to pick Vicki up from school. Vinegar and Sierra hop in the car to pick Vicki up from school whilst Cucumber & Pickles are picking up Cory & Patricia from school. Cucumber & Pickles are waiting by the school for Cory & Patricia whilst Sierra & Vinegar are waiting for Vicki. Cory and Patricia are walking about the building, this time, Patricia is in a good mood today. As Cory & Patricia sit in the back passenger car seat and put their seatbelts on, Cucumber asks how school was for them. Cucumber: How was school today, kids? Did you meet your substitute teacher? Patricia: You bet! His name is Mr. Notefellow! He's super nice and dealt with Brenda pretty well! Cory: He grabbed Brenda by the shirt and set her in time-out, and her shirt ripped a bit! Pickles: (Snickers) She must be embarrassed by that. Hahaha. Patricia: (Laughs) Yeah! Cucumber: I don't know if I find that funny, but Brenda deserved some discipline, but isn't ripping one's shirt a bit.. far..? Pickles: I dunno, maybe he did it on accident. Cucumber: Makes sense. Let's go home, kids. Pickles is behind the wheel and starts driving the car to main street. Cucumber's phone rung, and it was Sierra. She answers it. Cucumber: Hello? Sierra: Hi, Cucumber. I found my brother at a gay bar, and I got some worst news. Cucumber: Oh god, don't tell me someone died. Sierra: No no no, it's my dad, he was released from prison, and he's coming for Thanksgiving! Cucumber: But, Thanksgiving is not until the 25th of November. Sierra: That's what I said! Besides Orville and Jin moving to Busytown, dad moved to Busytown as well! I'm scared to death! I don't know if Vicki would be safe from my dad, or even me! And we're having Thanksgiving at your house and he might hate all of you! Cucumber: Sierra, calm down! I will be there, along with Pickles to support you. There's loads of people counting on you. And I do seem to recall you're a Scorpio. You know what that means? Sierra: What? Cucumber: It means you were born to fight, and you are gonna fight for justice. Can you do that on Thanksgiving? Sierra: S-Sure. Cucumber: Attagirl. Gotta go now, love ya. Sierra: I'll see you later, Cucumber. (Hangs up) After Sierra hangs up the phone, Cucumber is stuck in a traffic jam, which made her agitated. Cucumber: Come on! Let's go!! Patricia: Yeah, cars! Let's move it! Cory: Move your butts! Pickles: Kids, let's not. The cars were moving super slow during the traffic, causing Cucumber to grow more and more impatient, so she starts honking on the car horn and shouting. Cucumber: (Honking the horn) Hurry up, you slow ass motherfuckers!! I don't have all fucking day!! Patricia: Oooh! Mommy just swore again! Cory! Daddy! Mommy just swore again! Pickles: (Sighs) You see, moms and dads sometimes get angry when they get in situations like this, and even say a bad word in front of their children, but let's not repeat what mommy said, comprende? Cory: Sure, dad. 5 minutes later, the traffic finally moves along. It was a bad car wreck that happened by a building. It was a person who sacrificed himself to save his girlfriend's life. The person was killed from the crash, and people called him a hero for saving his girlfriend's life. It was pretty brutal from the looks of it. Pickles: Kids, close your eyes. Cory: Why? Pickles: Just close them, please, you're not gonna wanna see what happened, keep them closed until I tell you to open them again. (Cory and Patricia close their eyes on Pickles' command) Cucumber: (Shocked about the crash) Oh my god.. Pickles: Good lord.. lotta blood there. Cucumber: That man must've got hit by a drunk driver. Pickles: And that must be his lady friend. Poor girl crying. Cucumber: (Sighs and looks away) Pickles: Let's just stop looking at the crash. (After they passed the crash and running on full speed, Pickles commands Cory & Patricia to open their eyes again. Cory asks about the crash. Cory: Dad, there was a crash? Pickles: A horrible crash. Cory: Did someone die in it? Pickles: Afraid so. Cory: Oh my goodness.. Next chapter coming...