Arabella's POV

"Pocket knife."

"Bow tie."

"Succulent."

"Bag of noodles."

"Binkie."

"Protractor."

"Raisins."

"Mothballs."

"Lighter fluid."

"Chinese crayons."

We all cheered as the boys and I finished packing a box filled with stuff for the Swellview Home of Runaway Teens. Schwoz put the filled box on the floor and Henry grabbed another box and we started over.

"Pocket knife."

"Bow tie."

"Succulent."

"Bag of noodles."

"Binkie."

"Protractor."

"Raisins."

"Mothballs."

"Lighter fluid."

"Chinese crayons."

We cheered once more and started all over again with another box. The elevator door opened and Charlotte walked in.

"Hey, guys." She greeted as she walked by us.

"Hey, Char." I greeted as everyone else did.

"Wait, I thought you were having dinner with your parents tonight?" Henry wondered.

"I did, I just came back because forgot my sweater." She tells us and grabs her sweater as we all nodded, speaking about the sweater.

We continued our box filling and Charlotte was confused.

"Pocket knife."

"Bow tie."

"Succulent."

"Bag of noodles."

"Binkie."

"Uh, hey, what are you guys doing?" Charlotte asked.

"We're putting together care packages." I inform her.

"Mmhm, and then we're gonna send them to the Swellview Home of Runaway Teens." Henry continued for me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "Proctactor."

"Raisins." I put my raisins inside the box.

"Woah, woah." Charlotte stopped us. "Hold up."

"What!"

"What now?"

"The Swellview Home for Runaway Teens shut down." Charlotte informed us. "It's closed."

"Huh?" I asked her.

"What? What happened to all the runaway teens?" My dad asked her.

"They ran away." Charlotte shrugged and the five of us complained with irritation.

"Dang it!" I exclaimed and Henry stood up.

"I can't believe we wasted all this time!" My dad yelled, throwing a mothball can into the box.

"Maybe we can give all this stuff to another charity." Henry suggested.

"No, no, they're just gonna runaway too!" My dad snapped, tossing a bow tie away and I jumped. "Let's just throw all this junk into a dumpster."

We all agreed with him, besides me grabbing a few boxes of raisins. I love raisins, they're like old, little people, but in food form.

"Not my raisins!" I call to them.

"Come on, we don't have to toss it all out." Charlotte protested.

"We're not." I smile with raisin boxes in my hand. "I'm keeping the raisins."

The monitor beeped and I turned to see we had an incoming video message.

"Looks like we're getting a video message." Henry said and I dropped the raisins, jumping into the chair.

"I'll get it." I offer and Charlotte and Henry stand by me. "Let's see. Looks like it's a video from..." I let the video load and I gasped when I saw the face. "It's Fred Frankini!"

Charlotte gasped. "Oh my gosh!"

"What?!"

"Who?!"

"Frankini?! I wanna see?!" Jasper gasped, but Schwoz stopped him. Jasper approached us moments later.

"Come on, come on! Play the video." Henry hurried me and I load the video.

"Yeah, show us Frankini." Jasper added

"Show us!" Charlotte beamed.

"Give me a second. It has to download!" I shushed them and the video began downloading.

"Hey, Jasper!"

We all turned and saw Schwoz in a tube.

"Up your tube!"

Jasper fired a laser at Schwoz, but the tube deflected it and Schwoz got shot up.

"Haha! You missed me!"

"So, uh, who's Frankpini?" My dad asked us and we all groaned.

"Frankini." Charlotte corrected as Henry grabbed my shoulders, massaging them lightly.

Henry is so good at massaging my shoulders, he has the hands of a god.

"How could you not know?!" Jasper asked him.

"Not his fault. Because he's old." I say and the three of them agreed with me.

"Excuse me?" My dad protested and we turned to him.

"Mm? Oh, I didn't mean it like that, I just-"

"I'm not old." My dad objected. "I'm like a kid. Like a big kid."

"Yeah, I mean, you're young." Henry remarked. "You're very, very, very, very, very young."

Henry snickered when he said that and I giggled.

"That's right I'm young." My dad agreed. "When I send text messages, I use emojis and I don't use capital letters or decent punctuation. I have sneakers that light up in the back."

"Do you want us to tell you who Frankini is?" Charlotte asked as Henry sat down on the monitor.

"Yes." My dad said.

"He's one of the most famous people on the internet." I begin.

"Yeah, and he makes all these super funny videos that millions of people watch." Jasper continued.

"And he lives somewhere here in Swellview." Henry finished.

"Oh, you guys are talking about Frankini." My dad realized and scoffed. "I know who Frankini is. I'm not old."

"Says the father to his fifteen year old daughter." I smirk and my dad gives me a look.

"You're adopted." He fires back.

"Still a father." I repeat and turn to the screen.

"Just play the video." Henry said and everyone else looked at the screen.

"Here it comes." I said and played for video.

"Emergency! Emergency! Holy ravioli! It's an emergency! Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah!" Frankini appeared on screen and flashed a red light at us, before gasping.

"What has the world come to?" My dad asked and we glanced at him.

"Just kidding! I'm having a party and you're invited!"

Charlotte and I screamed with joy and Henry and Jasper cheered.

"Yes!"

"Yay!"

"Captain Man and Kid Danger!"

Charlotte, Jasper, and I groaned and I hit the monitor, while Henry cheered.

"Dang it!"

"No!"

"Aw!"

"Yes!"

I paused the video and Henry saw our disappointed looks.

"Oh, come on, don't be upset guys." Henry assured us and rubbed my shoulders. "At least me and Ray get to go." Henry kisses my head. "Play, play, play."

I unpaused the video, rolling my eyes.

"So, my party is gonna be this Saturday night at the Frankini Club!" Frankini beamed, shimming and I smiled. "And there's gonna be snacks, and beverages, and party games, and fresh fruit, and a bear, and a hammock, and cheese-" He gasped and picked up a button. "And digital fireworks!" He used special effects and made fireworks explode all over the screen.

"What is wrong with that guy?" My dad asks and I chuckled.

Frankini definitely isn't the brightest person and has an unstable mind, but he's funny and millions of people love him so.

Frankini became emotional. "I really like fireworks. Oh, okay, so see ya guys at my party. Text you the address and B-Y yourselves and...boooom!" He lowered himself and made a huge explosion of fireworks happen to end the video.

We all applauded the video as it ended and I sighed.

"Beautiful."

"Okay, looks like it's gonna be me and Ray this Saturday..." Henry trailed off with a frown. "Oh, no no no no no no no! God, dang my life!"

"What's wrong?"

"What's the matter?"

"What's wrong, baby?"

Henry rubbed his eye. "Uh, I gotta babysit my dumb sister this Saturday."

"You mean, Piper?" Jasper asked.

No, he means his other sister, Viper, who's imaginary and doesn't exist.

"No, I mean my dumb sister, Bacon." Henry sarcastically remarked and I giggled

"Okay, well, that wasn't nice, but since you're my bud, I will babysit Piper this Saturday, so you can go to Frankini's party." Jasper offered, putting his arm around Henry.

"Ah, thanks, but I don't think parents are gonna trust one of my friends to watch Piper." Henry reasoned and Jasper understood.

"If ya want, I'll babysit Piper." I offered, standing up and Henry was over the moon.

"You will!" He gasped and I nodded as he ran over to me. "Oh my god! Thank you!"

He hugged me, lifting me off the ground and I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You're the best girlfriend ever. I love you so much." Henry laughed and set me down. keeping his hands on my waist as Jasper was in disbelief and Charlotte was smirking.

"Hurts doesn't?" My dad tells Jasper, who frowned.

Henry lets me go and turns to my dad.

"Okay, Ray, looks like it's gonna be you and me, this Saturday night partying it up with Frankini!" Henry chuckled, poking my dad's chest.

"Yeah, that party's gonna be off the his-no." My dad laughed and I raised an eyebrow.

Oh. Oh no.

Henry laughed. "Off the what?"

Charlotte and I shared a look.

"The his-no." My dad repeated. "You know, off the his-no, yo!"

"That's not an expression." Henry tells him and my dad frowns.

"Yes, it is. I heard some teenagers say it at the mall." My dad reasons.

"We don't go to malls anymore." I mentioned.

"We shop online." Jasper added.

"Uh, that's a lie." My dad remarked and walked by Henry. "And I say that Frankini's party is gonna be off the his-no!"

"That's not a thing!" Henry protested in the same tone of voice.

"It's a thing now!" My dad snapped and I snickered. "We'll do it live! And it's a thing now!"

"Nope, still not a thing." Charlotte stated and my dad dabbed, which was embarrassing.

"The his! To the no! Baby!" My dad yelled as he did a few awkward movement and I cringed.

Oh no. No. No. Make it stop.

"Dad..." I sighed.

"The hissy! To the nosey!" My dad yelled and I coughed, awkwardly as he continued.

"Okay, now, you just sound insane." Henry chuckled.

"Look, it's already nine'o'clock, so I'm gonna go to bed." My dad frowned and headed upstairs.

"Love you, dad." I smiled and he gave me a glare.

"Maybe I don't wanna be loved by you right now!" He exclaimed and marched into the sprocket, causing me to smile.

What a beautiful relationship we have.

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Saturday Night

Saturday rolled around and Henry and my dad were at the party hosted by Frankini, while I had to babysit my boyfriend's sister. With me, Piper isn't a total nuisance, since I'm dating her brother I think she's learned to like me. She says I'm the least annoying girlfriend Henry has had and that's a compliment coming from her.

Once I arrived at the Hart house I rang the doorbell, ignoring Mrs. Hart's impatient honking for her husband.

The door opened and I smiled at Mr. Hart.

"Hola!"

"Your boyfriend's not here." He responded.

"I know, I came to babysit Piper." I informed, gesturing over to Piper.

"Piper doesn't need a babysitter!" Piper argued.

"You do too!" Mr. Hart retorted, "come in, Bella."

I walked in. "Thank you."

I found a rag on the ground and picked it up. "What is this?"

Mr. Hart turned to me and gasped. "That's my handball rag."

"Ya what?" I asked with regret.

"I used that for when I sweat." He told me. "I sweat a lot."

I tossed it into his hands and immediately got out my spray hand sanitizer to clean my hands.

Gross. Thank goodness Henry didn't get his father's sweating genes.

Mr. Hart marched over to the door when his wife honked again.

"I'm coming!"

"Dude, you better go!" Piper rushed her father and I put my spray away.

"Dude, I know!"

"Oh, wait! Is there anything I should know before you leave?" I asked him.

"Oh, uh, yeah, do you have our neighbors phone number?!" Mr. Hart frantically asked me as he constantly glanced back outside.

"No."

"Do you know where the first-aid kit is?"

"Nope."

"Alright, uh... do you know how to use he fire extinguisher?!"

"No, where is it?" I asked him and Mr. Hart was contemplating on what to do, before he decided on leaving us.

"You girls have fun!" Mr. Hart tells us and closes the door and leaves.

I turned to Piper and she cringed at her laptop.

"Ah, gross!"

——

"Squeeze it! Come on, squeeze it!"

"No, no! Don't squeeze it!" Piper yelled to the screen of he laptop.

"No, don't. Ah!" I yelled as the man popped his pimple and puss came out, causing us to cringe and groan in disgust.

"Ahhh!"

We both grabbed our root beer bottles and took a giant swig of them, before breathing for a moment.

Piper laughed. "Now let's watch this one."

"No, no." I protested and pulled myself onto the couch. "Please. No more pimple popping videos."

These videos are satisfying, yet disgusting and odd. I can't choose whether I like it or am absolutely disgusted by it.

"Okay, you don't have to watch." Piper shrugged, closing her laptop.

"No!" I stopped her. "I want to watch."

See, can't choose.

"Well, do you or don't you?!" Piper asked me.

"Yeah! No." I sighed in defeat. "I don't know!" I grabbed Piper's shoulders. "What have you done to me?!"

My dad and Henry are probably having a better time than me at Frankini's party.

Lucky ducks.

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Something weird that satisfies me is watching people peel off dead skin. I know, it's gross and weird.

What's something weird that satisfies you?