Intro:

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It was a normal day at the Park, the scene cuts to Andres, Rosemi and Emiliano watching TV. Then we see Alec arrive in the room.

Alec: Andres, I need you to pick up the dry cleaning. Here's the ticket, it's the Chinese one over at Elm.

Andres: Oh alright, besides I need to pick up my Messi shirt, I spilled some hot sauce on it after watching Argentina kick Nigeria's ass 3 days ago.

Emiliano: Ha! That match was awesome, cause I was in it. Had to fly over there after asking Joe for permission.

Andres: Once again, masterclass my bro.

The two high fived.

The scene changed to a large crowd of people being gathered today, and majority of them had fishing rods and other fishing kit with them. Lionel and Carmen who were relaxing outside noticed the scene.

Lionel: What's with all the fisherman here at the park?

Chuck arrived to them with a very excited look in his face as he had some fishing equipment with him connected to a rail cart behind his wheelchair.

Chuck: You two don't know? Today is the annual fisherman competition hosted by us at the Park, fisherman around Orlando are gathered here to catch fish.

Carmen: There's a lake here? Presumably in the forest area.

Lionel: How big is this park anyways, it's as if it's a vacation spot.

Chuck: *chuckled* You could say that again ragazzo, (boy)

Lionel: You're participating too?

Chuck: Si, I aim to catch the biggest fish that is here at the park, its name is Devilthorn.

Lionel/Carmen: Devilthorn? What kind of fish is that?

Chuck: A monstrous sized catfish, locals here in the old days before you were born that he's five hundred pounds of bottom-dwelling fury. No one knows how old he is, but if you ask me, and most people do, he's a hundred years if he's a day.  I aimed to catch him.

Lionel: That sounds awesome!

Carmen: You wanna catch him? But catching fish is kind of cruel, they're animals and living beings just like us.

Lionel: You a vegan like your mom?

Carmen: No, I can eat meat too but I just don't like seeing animals being used for game.

???: It's called sport, dolly. And fishing happens to be one of 'em!

They turned to see this person...or maybe creature.

Tyke Peterson.

Lionel: Ok fish guy, got a name?

Tyke: G'day mates, name's Tyke Peterson. Fish enthusiast and boat ethusiast. Heard of this fishing competition here in Orlando and why not give it a go. Not like it might be a challenge for me anyways.

Chuck: So high of yourself I see.

Tyke: Mate, I've been in fishing in Australia, Canada, the Mediterranean, all over Asia, meanwhile your green haired ass is stuck all day on a wheelchair.

Carmen: Uncalled for.

Tyke: So I see you three are joining, the more the merrier. Well I gotta split, catch ya later doll.

He playfully winked at the three before leaving. Carmen had a mild blush but she shook it off, Chuck rolled his eyes in annoyance.

Chuck: I swear, you young people are something else. We were different back in the day. Enough about that, you two ready for some fishing?

Lionel: Eh, sure why not. Ya in Carmen?

Carmen: Question, do you keep the fish or do you let them go?

Chuck: Yes. *begins rolling away*

Carmen: Hey, that does not answer my question!

Lionel: Just go with the flow Car, like how Chuck said he only wants to catch the catfish, not the entire lake. Come on let's go.

Carmen: I guess you're right.

Lionel: Come on let's go.

He followed Chuck, Carmen sighed before following too.

The scene changed to Andres who had parked the kart in a parking spot, he was between two sweatshops.

Andres: Damn, which one's the Chinese one...?

He looked at the first one.

Then the second one.

Andres: Eh, that's probably it.

He walked towards the second store and opened the door, upon entering he heard a beep sound between his legs. Andres looked down and saw an automatic doorbell that beeps and boops.

Andres went backwards and it beeped, he moved backwards and it beeped. He smiled and did it one more time before he moved his hand back and forth repeatedly making it beep.

The fun cut short as he was hit from behind with a broom. Andres turned around and saw this man.

Mr Washee Washee

Mr Washee Washee: You stop making bing bong, every bing bong two cent! What you want?!

Andres: Oh yeah I'm here to pick up my cleaning?

He gave the note to Mr Washee Washee who read it and then dragged Andres to the counter before he moved over to the other side and pressed a button on the wall which began moving all the clothes in a conveyor belt.

Andres: Oh this seems like a great place to work, but I....*disappointed* I didn't go to college...

The conveyor stopped and Mr Washee Washee picked up the clothes that Andres asked for and gave them to him.

Mr Washee Washee: The $20.

Andres gave Mr Washee Washee $20 and then looked through the clothes but noticed a small detail.

Andres: Hey uh you forgot my shirt.

Mr Washee Washee: There no shirt.

Andres: Well I know you have my Argentina football kit shirt with the number 10 on it, can you check again?

Mr Washee Washee: *crossed arms* No need check, I no have your shirt.

Andres: Listen here Washee Washee  you do have my shirt!

Mr Washee Washee: I no have your shirt!

Andres: You yes have my shirt!

Mr Washee Washee: You get out of my store!

Andres: You go get me shirt!

Mr Washee Washee: You go or I call police!

Andres: You no dare call police!

Mr Washee Washee: *picks up phone* Oh you want play game gringo?! You pick pick and 911!!

Andres: Fine I go, but this no over! I take picture of Ang Lee!

He grabbed a picture of Ang Lee from the wall and walks off.

Mr Washee Washee: Good! He make too many white people movie anyway!

Andres opened the door and walked passed it and the doorbell booped, out of spite he moved the picture of Ang Lee multiple times to cause beeps and boops. Mr Washee Washee chased the Spaniard out with his broom.

Mr Washee: YOU NO COME BACK EVER!! I no like you American, AND ALL YOUR AMERICAN LOOKALIKE!!

Andres: Oh we all look alike do we? Well look who's talking!

He entered the kart and drove off.

The scene changed to the Park's lake where they saw multiple fishermen scattered around to catch fish for the annual competition.

Cordelius was the judge as he was on a pedistool with a gavel in hand.

Cordelius: Fishermen from all across the lands of Orlando and maybe even across America. As judge, appointed by Mr Bastianich I officially welcome you all to our park! Now we have various types of fish, whoever catches up to 30 fish in total will win this!

He pulled out this trophy.

Cordelius: This trophy! For best fisherman! *laughs* And I would like to wish good luck to all of you, especially to my bestie down there, Carmen!

Carmen laughed nervously and nods.

Carmen: Thanks Cordy..

Then everyone scattered around and began using boats to start fishing. Lionel and Carmen pushed one in the water. They saw Chuck jump out of his wheelchair and grabbed some of the equipment and crawled all the way to the boat.

Lionel: Hey Chuck do you need any help getting aboard?

Chuck: Grazie, ma so cavarmela bene, ragazzino. (Thanks but I can handle myself well kiddo.)

He tossed the rods and bait inside before he latched his arms on the edge and slowly got aboard to join the young adults.

Chuck: Alright let's start fishing!

Lionel and Chuck paddled the boat meanwhile Carmen was looking through the equipment for pulled out some worms.

Carmen: Wow Chuck, you got in without a struggle, despite being crippled.

Chuck: Oh well I work all the time, hardening my body despite the conditions I am. Being a park veteran and multitasker is no easy task.

Lionel: Grit, that takes a lot in a man. So how long did you work in the park in general?

Chuck: Oh, all the 20 years I have been employed here, I survived all. New managers, colleagues, I was there to see it all and keep my job.

Carmen: Before that were you a music maestro as you said?

Chuck: Si, all the way back before the start of the Second World War where I had to be deployed for the Italian army, sinking my dreams of being an orchestra conductor.

Lionel: You were a part of WW2?! How old are you?

Chuck: I was born in 1919, in my sweet home of Venezia and I served in Mussolini's army for the entire world until he got toppled, but during the war I got my disability after a spinal injury.

Carmen: How the hell are you still alive?

Chuck: Funny story, back in those days everything was weird. Tho I did meet a wonderful man who gifted me immortality out of sympathy as he himself was a fan of my skills as a musical maestro and didn't want me to die out. He's such a wonderful person.

Lionel: So how old are you now?

Chuck: 125.

Carmen: Damn, I mean congrats. Glad to have you around Chuck.

Chuck smiled as he nodded.

Chuck: Right, come on bambini (kids) it's time we start.

He grabbed his fishing rod and gave one to Lionel.

Carmen: Here's some bait for you boys.

Lionel: Aren't you gonna fish?

Carmen: Nah, I'll watch, besides i don't wanna hurt the fish.

Chuck: Oh, non è poi così male, lo rispetto. (Oh, that's not so bad, I respect it)

The scene changed to Andres who was talking with Alec inside the house.

Alec: What do you mean we can't go there anymore?

Andres: Who gives a crap, we'll get a new cleaner they're all the same.

Alec: Damn it Andres, they're not all the same. I have been going to Mr Washee Washee for 7 years and I'm not finding another dry cleaner!

He then grabbed the phone on the wall and began dialing a number.

Alec: Now we're going to invite him over for lunch and you're going to apologize.

Andres: Ugh, alright fine!

He grabbed the phone waiting for the call, Josh arrived.

Josh: Hey bros, what's up?

Alec: Andres here got into a fight with Mr Washee Washee and because of him we can't go back.

Josh: You know who else got into a fight and can't go back?....MY SISTER!!

Alec: Ugh, never again. Anyways we're calling him over for lunch, think you can cook for us?

Josh: Sure why not. I'll whip out a delicious number 32.

Andres: He's not picking up, he's probably eating rice or something-

Mr Washee Washee: *on the other side* Hello!

Andres: Hi Mr Washee Washee, it's me Andres Blake and my friend here wants to invite you over at the Park for lunch.

Mr Washee Washee: What you having?

Andres: Number 32.

Mr Washee Washee: Ooooooh.

The scene changed back to Cordelius who was relaxing in a beach chair with a drink, then Joe came over.

Joe: Hey Cord, how's the competition going?

Cordelius: Oh hi boss! It's going well!

Joe: I see we got a ton of visitors today, knew hosting this yearly was a good idea.

Cordelius: It is, even Chuck is participating.

He pointed at a boat from afar that had Chuck, Lionel and Carmen still fishing as they were surrounded by many other fishermen.

Joe: I see, didn't knew he was into fishing.

Cordelius: Me neither, but it's so much fun!

Joe: Well look at that person over there.

They looked at Tyke in his boat as he had fished out and collected over 15 fish.

Joe: He's got a boat load of fish, maybe he's this year's winner.

Cordelius: Maybe but we shouldn't doubt the sport known as fishing, it can be unpredictable and the tides can turn.

Lionel: Any sign?

Chuck: No, but I am optimistic we can catch Devilthorn.

Carmen: Well why not just focus on the other types of fish and catch them so we're not far off behind.

Chuck: I read the rules of the competition, if we capture Devilthorn then it is an automatic win for us.

Lionel: Well the chances  of that are a million to one but let's see how this goes.

Then Tyke paddled his boat to them.

Tyke: How ya goin' ya bloody rascals? I see no catch just yet.

Chuck: Oh we'll give you a catch you'll never forget.

Tyke: Sure ya will, I'm like halfway there from winnin'.

Carmen: Who's to say we won't win, just because you're working solo and been doing this gig for years doesn't mean new stars and faces can't rise.

Tyke: Oooh, a feisty one and confident too? You're not so bad yourself doll, I like that in girls.

Carmen: Oh umm *blushed* Thanks...?

Tyke: *chuckled* I oughta catch ya guys later, later gators!

He paddled away.

Lionel: That guy is such a mood killer, right Carmen?

Carmen: Oh umm yeah, totally!

The scene changed back to the house, we see Andres, Alec, Emiliano, Josh, Rosemi, Salah and Mr Washee Washee eating lunch that Josh himself had made.

Alec puts down his fork and looks at Andres with a smile.

Alec: Andres, isn't there something you want to say to Mr Washee Washee?

Andres: Ughhhh...

Alec: Andres...

Andres: Shut it Alec, you ain't my dad.

Rosemi: Come on Andy, it's not so bad. It's not like it'll kill you if you don't apologize.

Josh: You know who else will it'll kill her if she doesn't apologize?...MY SISTER!!

Salah: Ohhhhh! Man you're on fire with these my sister jokes.

Rosemi: Come on Andres, I know you can do it.

She gave him puppy eyes and a cute smile, Andres sighed and looked at Mr Washee Washee.

Andres: I'm sorry for being rude at your store.

Mr Washee Washee: It's ok, I accept your bad apology.

Andres: Good...Now give me back my shirt.

Alec: Andres!

Mr Washee Washee: *slams table* I NO HAVE YOUR SHIRT!!!

Andres: *slams table* YOU YES HAVE MY SHIRT!

Mr Washee Washee: *gets up* ENOUGH! *points at all* YOU ALL BANNED FROM MY STORE!!

He left the table and exited the door but he briefly returned.

Mr Washee Washee: Bing bong! *left*

Alec facepalmed before looking at Andres.

Alec: Damn it Andres, why is it so hard for you to act like someone your age?

Andres: I know that mofo has my shirt and I'll get to the bottom of it.

Emiliano: I like the dedication for the shirt but there are limits brother.

Andres: I'll stop at nothing until I get the shirt back!

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It was almost sunset and we see Andres and Rosemi who were walking down a neighborhood, the Spaniard was holding a note.

Andres: 413. 413...I think this is it Rosemi.

They stopped at a normal middle upper class house.

Rosemi: Andy, are you sure this is the right thing to do?

Andres: Si, I meant what I said earlier. I will not give up until I get my shirt.

The scene changed inside the house, we see Mr Washee Washee in the living room watching TV.

Mr Washee: Oooh it's the Mr Sulu Show! *singing voice* Sulu, he is the star of the show! All the guys are just along for the ride!

Unknown to him he was spied by Andres and Rosemi through the window.

Andres: Ok while he's distracted I'm going inside. Help me break in.

Rosemi: Fine, but be careful ok?

She then spawned some roots from the ground and created a ladder for Andres to climb up, the latter climbed up and reached the window which was opened and he entered inside.

Andres was inside Mr Washee Washee's room and looked around for anything, he then turned to the wardrobe and found many shirts. Including one that was Argentina national team kit.

Andres: I knew it!

He then grabbed the shirt, then the door busted open, Mr Washee Washee's voice could be heard.

Mr Washee Washee: DROP IT OR I BLOW YOUR HEAD OFF!!!

Andres turned around and was met with a shotgun aimed at him.

Andres: Listen Washee Washee, that's my shirt and I ain't leaving without it!

Mr Washee Washee: THAT NO YOUR SHIRT!!

Andres: Oh yeah?

He then takes off his shirt and puts on the shirt he held.

Andres: How do you like that?

He then looked behind and noticed the number wasn't 10 nor did it read Messi. But it read Di Maria 11.

Andres: Ok it's not my shirt.

Mr Washee Washee: YOU BREAK IN MY HOUSE, I CAN KILL YOU LEGALLY!! *cocks shotgun*

Andres: Fine! Shoot me, but you'll ruin the shirt!

Mr Washee Washee: TAKE OFF SHIRT!!!

Andres: Well it seems like we're in an impasse, how do you propose we settle this?

Mr Washee Washee: *lowers shotgun* We have fight, but I pick venue.

Andres: Deal!

Andres vs Mr Washee Washee:

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The scene changed back to the fishing competition, we see the trio who still hadn't had a catch yet.

Lionel: You know nothing happened, let's just call it-

Suddenly his rod shook.

Lionel: Hang on I got something.

It shook even more as it caught Carmen and Chuck's attention, the human/lion hybrid tried to pull it out.

Lionel: It's big!

Suddenly the boat shook after it got hit, Lionel got flung out of it and hits the water, but Carmen grabbed the rod.

Underwater we see Lionel as he was faced to face with a giant catfish, it turned its attention to latter. Lionel screamed underwater.

Chuck and Carmen saw the bubbles, the elder removed his gloves.

Chuck: Hold the rod!

Carmen: Wait what are you-

Chuck jumped in the water, he saw the catfish try to eat Lionel but he swam and punched the fish in the gut.

He put the fish in a headlock and threw jabs and punches at its face as it tried to shake Chuck off. Lionel popped his head out of water for air.

Carmen: Lio are you ok?

Lionel: Giant catfish. Chuck wrestling.

Carmen: Wrestling? Make way for player 3!

She dropped the rod and jumped in the water, Lionel joined her and went underwater.

The duo swam and circled the catfish and helped out Chuck fight it underwater.

The other fishermen were confused as to what was going on.

Tyke: What in the blue bloody hell are they fighting for?

Minutes later the bubbles stopped, no signal was made as silence filled the air.

Then out of nowhere the trio popped their heads out of the water as they held and carried the catfish who looked beaten up and dead.

Lionel: HELL YEAH!!! Eat that pussy!

Carmen: Normally I don't hurt animals but if they try to hurt a friend I'll beat em!

Chuck: Brallisimo you two!

Cordelius: *gasped* THEY CAUGHT DEVILTHORN!! WE HAVE OUR WINNERS!!!

Tyke:

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Carmen: We won?!

Lionel: Hell yeah we did!!

The trio swam ashore as the others clapped for them in their victory, Joe awarded them with the trophy.

Joe: Congrats you guys, that was one big catch.

Carmen grabbed the trophy and raised it up, she was then approached by Tyke who clapped for her.

Tyke: Not bad doll, not bad.

Carmen: Eat it Tyke!

Tyke: Eh, heard worse. But congrats on catching the catfish, cause in the end your heart and courage and theirs weigh more than that things entire body mass. Hats off to you three.

Lionel: Thanks.

Chuck: Grazzie.

Carmen: Oh umm thanks Tyke.

Cordelius: LETS TAKE A PICTURE!!

A photo snap was taken.

The scene changed to Andres who was picked up by Alec and Rosemi from the police station.

Alec: You're lucky I managed to talk Mr Washee Washee out of pressing charges on you and got you out of jail.

Andres: Well now I learned he was right.

Alec: Yet you make an entire fuss about it.

Rosemi: Leave him alone Alec, it was misunderstood how was he supposed to know.

Alec: He should've thought about it before he got sent to jail for breaking and entering, we can't have criminals working at the Park!

Andres: Oh shut up perro, at least you're not worrying about a shirt.

Rosemi: Hey Andres, I know you missing your shirt to the point you got sent to jail. So I bought you a new one.

She showed him the shirt.

Andres was speechless and smiled, before he could say anything he pulled Rosemi into a tight hug.

Rosemi: *mad blush* Woah! Easy there tiger, it's just a-

Andres: GRACIAS!!!

Rosemi smiled sweetly and hugged Andres back, enjoying the moment.

Alec: You can hug all you want when we get to the par-

Rosemi's expression changed and she flung a small rose petal at Alec's mouth to shut him up. She continued to hug Andres with a smirk.

The End.

OK guys, this was chapter 4.

Peace out!