Cartoon+Kid4

 
 * __ Cartoon Kid __**
 * __ By Kyle __**

__Chapter One__ “There done!” exclaimed Drew. He had just finished another drawing of a student in Mr. Simmons sixth grade class. Drew passed the drawing to James, his best friend he had sketched. “Wow! That looks just like me! How do you do these?” asked James. “Time and effort,” Drew replied. Just then a ruler slapped on to Drew's desk. Drew's eyes followed the ruled to the beet-red face of Mr. Simmons. “No drawing in class!” a smirk spread across the teacher's face “Detention!”

__Chapter Two__ Drew sat in the cold detention room as the large face of Principal Slimp stared at him. Beneath a detention desk, Drew had just finished a drawing of his least-favorite principal as a vicious snake. Slimp must have had X-ray vision because he walked over and snatched the drawing. It didn't take him long to realize it was him as a slithering reptile. As Slimp was about to enter an angry rant, the detention bell rang. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow!” Slimp shouted. XXX “C'mon let me see it!” James badgered. “Slimp took it away.” Drew repeated. “He just takes your sketches because he likes to use it for fires.” James said. Little did Slimp now, today would change his sights of the world all because of Drew.

__ Chapter Three __ Slimp came through the door at 6:45 and printed copies of fundraisers as usual. By 7:02 AM every middle-schooler was in their classroom...except Drew. He finished making the ultimate prank for the next person to walk (A.K.A: Slimp.) Slimp walked in his usual hustle right passed hidden Drew. Slimp tripped on a wire then fell on to Drew’s whoopee cushion that triggered the water fountain to fill a blue bucket. At once, the bucket completely spilled on Slimp's khaki pants that looked like a bathroom mishap. The bucket's impact on the ground made Slimp's coffee. The hot brown mixture burnt on to Slimp's frog-like face. A smile spread on Drew's face after closing his camera. He had the principal’s prank on tape.

__ Chapter Four __ Slimp lay on the ground, pranked, along with a medical crew circle around him. “He's only unconscious.” said Dr. Jacks. Drew had already fled the scene at 7:04 to get to class. The medical crew's eyes gazed upon Slimp as he carefully opened his eyes. “Uhhh...What happened?” Slimp moaned. “You were out cold.” answered Dr. Jacks. “Hey, what's this?” Slimp pulled out Drew's drawing. “Hey, that looks like me!” said Slimp dazed and somehow differently. “If I'm correct, this principal doesn't hate children's drawing anymore!” said Dr. Jacks intelligently “But doctor, we still must take him to the hospital and treat him!” said a terrified nurse. "Very well" Then the medical crew was off.

__ Chapter Five __ "Attention students!" yelled the intercom, "Principal Slimp will be in the hospital for the next two weeks. As a temporary principal, you will have Mrs. Kames." "I didn't mean to knock him out." thought Drew, "It was just a harmless prank." "Drew, what does Y equal?" Drew's eyes stared into the board. He was fortunately good at math. "Fifty six," said Drew defiantly. "Correct, Drew." said Mr. Simmons XXX After reaching the hospital, the brain scan showed no sign of minor damage. "He must of changed his mind on the drawing." said Dr. Jacks. All the doctors left in a hoard, Slimp reached for the phone and started to talk. "Yes he's a sixth grader. He goes to Albert Einstein Middle School." said Slimp happily.

__ Chapter Six __ Drew was working on his science when the classroom door busted down and a wave of smoke spread the classroom. At the door-less hole in the hall appeared two men in suits and one man who looked like a Hawaii tourist.” You! What are you doing to that door?! Why was there smoke?!" yelled Mr. Simmons furiously. "Dramatic effect." said the Hawaii man coolly, "Hi, I'm John Jarkson. Call me Jay-Jay." Mr. Simmons stared at him as though you cold see a question mark above the teacher's head. "Why are you wearing vacation clothes?" asked Mr. Simmons. "I was getting to that. I work at a cartoon studio. I need to talk to Drake." said Jay-Jay. "You mean Drew?" Drew said standing up with a perplexed face. "Yeah, a Slimp dude called and said you can cartoon like a pro." Jay-Jay replied. "You mean...!" exclaimed Drew "Yes, you're a head cartoonist for the next hit animated show." said Jay-Jay as a smile with a golden tooth stretched across his face. The class exploded into a mixture of wooing and clapping. "Why would Slimp want me as a cartoonist?" thought Drew. "Come with me." Jay-Jay brought Drew to a stretch limo. "Whoa." said Drew blankly. Drew stepped into the limo and sat next to Jay-Jay. "Next stop- Hollywood." said Jay-Jay. Drew's mouth dropped like a bowling ball.

__ Chapter Seven __ "Are we there yet?" repeated Drew." No, we're still in Nevada." said Jay-Jay exhaustedly. "Actually, Mr. Jarkson, Hollywood is only a few miles away." said the chauffeur. Drew's heart skipped a beat. "I'm going from school to superstar!" thought Drew. He pictured his __own__ limo pulling up on the red carpet. "Star Syndrome?" said Jay-Jay awkwardly. "What?" said Drew. “Kids think they're going to make it big-time. Thus, the name Star-Syndrome." Jay-Jay explained. "Can you uh... draw?" asked Drew. "Give me a picture." said Jay-Jay. Drew had a history book in his backpack that he pulled out on page 169 with a Mona Lisa picture. Within three seconds, Jay-Jay had a cartoon Mona Lisa on his handkerchief. "That was quick." said Drew. "You kidding kid, this is horrible! At least, for my age. "said Jay-Jay modestly. "Hollywood, Mr. Jarkson." said the chauffeur. "C'mon kid, let's go!" Jay-Jay exclaimed. The two dashed across the red carpet.

__ Chapter Eight __ “Here’s where you’ll work,” said Jay-Jay. “Jeez! This is huge! There’s SpongeBob popcorn and drawing tables and secret clips of Cartoon Network!” exclaimed Drew excitedly. “Check out the bathroom,” said Jay-Jay. Drew ran over as Jay-Jay said, “I let you enjoy your Jimmy Neutron toilet paper. Oh, and have a superhero by 6:00.”Drew knew just what to do for a superhero. He started right away. He called him AwesomeGuy. Then, all went wrong. Drew woke up. “No! Only a dream!” he yelled. “Take a chill pill, dude. You crashed when you were making the hero.” said a familiar voice. “Jay-Jay?” asked Drew. “Ready for day one?” asked Jay-Jay. Drew ran out of bed in his pajamas. Surprisingly, he didn’t stick out. Everyone was wearing pajamas. “We never get dressed at a cartoon studio.” said Jay-Jay, “Oh, and nice hero.” This wasn’t a dream anymore. __ Chapter Nine __ “TIME TO MEET THE BOSS!” yelled Jay-Jay loudly. “Why are you yelling?” Drew wondered aloud. “Oh, sorry, my iPod…and…yeah.” Said Jay-Jay embarrassed. “Time to meet Mr. Lavinstein.” “Who?” asked Drew. “Me.” Drew turned on the spot to see a man with a white goatee and bald head in bright blue duck pajamas. “I expect big things from you. The other kids hired…well…resorted to stick figures. Oh, and call me Big Boss, I hate my last name,” said Mr. Lavenstein. Drew was scared. The words “I expect big things from you” boomed in his mind. Pressure filled his bloodstream. “C’mon Drew,” said Jay-Jay. Drew was completely stiff. “Uhhh” moaned Drew. That’s when Drew’s world flipped upside down. __ Chapter Ten __ “Final drawing due by 3:10.Ten minutes,” boomed the intercom. Drew had his worst drawing ever. “All cartoonists report to the meeting room with drawings,” boomed the intercom again. “No!” thought Drew. He trudged to the meeting room in despair. He slumped into a black leather chair that was leftover. “Drew, why don’t you start?” said Big Boss. Drew carefully slid the drawing over upside-down. Big Boss flipped it over and face reddened. “What’s this?! A JOKE!” yelled Big Boss. Drew’s brown eyes were filled with fear. No one ever told him his drawing was a joke when it wasn’t. “YOU ARE FIRED!!!” Big Boss screamed as flocks of birds exploded out of the ground. Hearing that, for Drew, stung as much as a 50 foot hornet. Drew slumped out the door and mumbled sadly,” Yes, sir.” __ Chapter Eleven __ “Wake up, Drew!” Drew awoke, startled. He was in the limo. “You’re home,” said Jay-Jay softly. Drew hopped out of the long, black car and looked at Jay-Jay. “Thanks,” said Drew quietly. Drew walked up the front steps as the limo drove down the street. Drew bent down, pulled over the mat and held a bronze key. He unlocked the velvet-red door and stepped into his house. Drew’s mom came right over to Drew. “John Jark- I mean Jay-Jay told me what happened,” said Drew’s mom sympathetically. “Oh! It’s 9:30 which means time for bed.” Within seconds, Drew was in his bed. “Good night, Honey.” Drew shut his eyes, and then the moment his mom was out of sight, Drew pushed down the covers. He wasn’t in his pajamas, but in black clothing. He was covered in prank equipment. “Payback time,” he said as he picked his window lock. Drew’s adrenaline rushed as the lock hit the ground and he pulled up the window. __ Chapter Twelve __ * Drew woke up in front of the cartoon studio building. He untapped himself and rolled off of the limo silently. Jay-Jay was running toward the limo holding a sketch. “Thank goodness you got me back to the studio! I need this sketch!” said Jay-Jay in relief holding a smudged rag. The limo left without Drew. Drew had known that he couldn’t remember the way home, so he had used silly string to mark the sidewalk on the way. Drew ran over to the building’s doors. Drew opened the door. “Jay-Jay forgot to lock up,” thought Drew. Drew flipped on a light switch and began step one of a series of pranks. “Nobody will expect some eleven-year-old single-handedly pull off a giant prank.” thought Drew. He pulled out whoopee cushions, tons of them. He spread them over the floor. He then opened every door on the first floor and filled buckets with water from the fountain and placed them on door edges. Finally, he replaced all of the toilet paper holders with electronic ones. Drew ran out the door and dropped his roller-skates in the dark, quiet building. __ Chapter Thirteen __ Drew made his way home by midnight. He cleaned the silly string and jumped up, grapping the window ledge and pulled himself into his bed. * The next day, Big Boss stepped into the building and he was moving on a roller-skate making Phttt noises. Big Boss hit a door making a bucket fall. He was drenched with a bucket on his head. Unable to see, he stumbled into a bathroom stall. He wrenched off the bucket and dried himself with toilet paper. “Would you like a receipt for your deposit?” said an electronic voice. Drew stepped in and saw Big Boss. “I need my last check,” Drew said casually. “Video room,” replied Big Boss. Drew walked to the video room to not only pick up his check. The next day, Big Boss stepped into the building and he was moving on a roller-skate making Phttt noises. Big Boss hit a door making a bucket fall. He was drenched with a bucket on his head. Unable to see, he stumbled into a bathroom stall. He wrenched off the bucket and dried himself with toilet paper. “Would you like a receipt for your deposit?” said an electronic voice. Drew stepped in and saw Big Boss. “I need my last check,” Drew said casually. “Video room,” replied Big Boss. Drew walked to the video room to not only pick up his check.

__ Chapter Fourteen __ “Dude, this is your best work,” said James as he watched a video of Big Boss’ prank. “That’ll teach him no one fires Drew,” said Jay-Jay. “so you really quit your job, Jay-Jay?” asked Drew. “Well, words of wisdom told me Big Boss was going to get it,” replied Jay-Jay. “Slimp’s back,” said James, “Surprisingly, he likes you now.” “Now that he likes me I think school won’t seem like torture!” said Drew hysterically.

__ Chapter Fifteen __ Big Boss was on his couch eating cherry ice cream. He was watching a soap opera when the phone rang. “Hello. I know! I heard! Fine, put it in the news!” The next day Drew was on his bike ready for school. He pedaled and then, somehow, face-planted on to the ground. “What the?” said Drew. He bent down and picked up the newspaper that caused the face-plant. He tore off the colorful plastic and read the headline. Drew smiled and pedaled to school. “Thanks, Jay-Jay.” he said. __ Epilogue: One Year Later __ Drew walked by Principal Slimp, his new favorite principal. Slimp tapped Drew on the shoulder. “Drew, I have a note for you.” said Slimp with glee. Drew grabbed the note from the principal and started to read it:
 * CARTOON STUDIO LOSES $$$**

// Dear Drew, // // How is seventh grade? Lately Big Boss has been sleeping at my house. I wish that you could stay with me in Hollywood but I guess you need to be educated unlike most cartoonists. I hope you have a great life and that your cartooning skills will move on through out generations. I hear that your friend James lately made the school award for Class Clown and that Principal Slimp will deliver this note to you //secretly. //Good luck at school!// // Sincerely, // // Jay-Jay // Drew hadn’t heard from Jay-Jay for a year and now Jay-Jay must have remembered him. Inside the envelope was a rag was white and smudged. Drew pulled out the rag and saw a cartoon face of the Mona Lisa stare back at him. Drew slipped the drawing in to his binder.