The next morning, the boys were asleep until there was a knock on the door and Goofy burst in.

"Rise and shine! School's a waitin'. What do you say, boys?" Goofy greeted.

"Dad! Our first class isn't until noon," Max yawned when he noticed it was almost 6 am.

"Maybe so, but everyday starts with a good breakfast," Goofy insisted.

He tripped on one of the boys' shirts and opened the blinds to make the sun shine bright. PJ and Bobby glared at Max, who just chuckled nervously.

When they went to breakfast, Goofy got so much stuff that he tripped, slid across the floor, and gave it to his son. Max tried to hide as someone in the corner was laughing at him. Jamie noticed this and smacked that guy on the back of the head and went to sit by Max.

"Hey. Can you make room for one more?" she asked.

"Yeah," Max answered.

She sat down and they had a good breakfast. She even got to officially meet Goofy and he wasn't so bad, but she understood what Max was going through.

Then when PJ and Max were playing video games, Goofy unplugged it and made them shovel their dirty clothes into hampers.

And when Max was buying a t-shirt, his dad saw something and decided to show it to Max.

"Oh, lookie!" Goofy exclaimed.

When Max looked, Goofy was holding Mickey Mouse underwear in front of Max to make it look like he was wearing them.

Then in class, Jamie entered the room and noticed Max waving towards her and signaled that he wanted her to sit by him. She waved back and approached him only to see Goofy take that spot.

"Huh?" Max said.

"Hiya, Max," Goofy greeted.

Then Bradley offered a seat next to him. Jamie would've refused, but there was no other seat. So she gave Max an apologetic look and sat beside Bradley.

"Errr. Goof," Max grumbled.

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A/N Well, things don't seem to be going Max's way. Right now at least.