Arabella's POV

"We got security cam footage of the grocery store and the alleyway behind the close Nacho Ball," Charlotte informed Henry as she, Mary, and I were working on trying to catch this new villain Mr. Nice Guy. He's been going around the town tormenting people and it isn't good, but he got Mitch and that made me smile.

"Good good," Henry smiled and patted my shoulder. "Schwoz, did the police send you a sketch of Mr. Nice Guy yet?"

"Uh, they're trying to, but they're using an outdated form of technology that sends information over regular phone lines," Schwoz explained, holding up a red telephone.

"But that's even slower than email," Mary reasoned, putting down Violet's baby bottle and rocking the baby. Violet has grown quite a bit in the last few weeks, she's starting to grow little brown hairs on her head and she has blue eyes just like dad.

"Facts!" Schwoz nodded and Henry chuckled.

"You're reading that book of slang words I gave you."

"No, they're sending the sketch via facts!" Schwoz explained, "fax machine."

Henry's smile dropped, "oh..."

"But, yo, that book is lit fam!" Schwoz smiled and I physically cringed as Henry laughed with him.

"I know I'm old, but wasn't that cringe?" Mary whispered to me and I nodded.

"Very."

"That book slaps!" Henry said and sat up, "did you get to the part where-"

Suddenly, my dad shut his laptop and stood up with excitement, "I got him!"

"You got him?" Charlotte and I asked.

"You found out who Mr. Nice Guy is?" Henry asked him.

"Nooooo," my dad denied and I rolled my eyes. "Uh, there's this one guy online who was willing to sell his ticket to the five 'o'clock showing of the new battle pigs movie and I got him!"

Mary groaned as my dad kissed her head and began to leave.

"Oh my gosh."

"Ray!"

"See ya at the movies!" He smiled and we called to him.

"Nooooo!"

"Dad!"

"Ray!"

"Hey!"

"What? What?" My dad asked and Henry approached him.

"Dude, you can't go to the movies we're in the middle of a crime spree," Henry informed him.

"Ah, no no no no, it takes three crimes to make a spree and we only have two so far so that's just a crime spurt," my dad explained. "And a little spurt, don't hurt, so see ya at the movies."

As my dad turned, the alarm blared and Piper got shot down. My eyes widen when I saw her sprint over to us in a rush and her mouth had a rectangular shape inside it.

If that's her phone, I'm gonna laugh my butt off.

She ran into my dad, who was panicking and trying to get around her but couldn't get by cuz she was trying to get her to help him. Eventually, Henry stepped in and pulled his sister away from the agonized superhero and Piper looked at her brother for help.

"What's in your mouth?" Charlotte asked Piper.

"If that's your phone...," I grin.

"Is that your phone?" Henry asked her and Piper put up a finger and did something.

"The police sketch is coming in," Schwoz announced before Henry received a text and he checked it to see it was from Piper.

Oh my gosh, that is her phone.

"I was minding my own business when talking really loudly on my cell phone when this guy grabbed it and shoved it in my mouth," Henry read and I chuckled, which earned a soft punch from Piper.

"Sorry..."

"Three..." Henry said and repeated it. "Three! That's three crimes! Three's a spree!"

"Spurt!"

"Spree!"

"Spurt!"

"Spree!!"

"Spurt!"

"Spree Larson!"

"Spurt Reynolds!"

"Spree and you know it!" Henry retorted.

"I know nothing!" My dad cried and Henry went up to him as Piper approached us girls.

"How are you texting?" Mary asked Piper, who held up a finger to text again and suddenly we all got a text from her.

I read it aloud, "with my tongue."

We were all impressed with her skill of tongue texting and I grinned.

"Respect," Charlotte said and we fist-bumped the young girl.

"Guys, here's the police sketch from the first two victims," Schwoz called, holding the sketch in his hands and Henry took a look at it.

"This is Mr. Nice Guy," Henry said and showed us the sketch, which is just a happy smile emoji and Piper gasped. "Did he do this to you?"

Piper nodded and Henry, Charlotte, and I got a text from her and then showed it to my dad.

"Spree!"

My dad groaned with irritation and pretending to grab something, bite off a piece of it and kick it far away.

I think he's upset.

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At the moment, we were gonna try to remove the phone from Piper's mouth. Schwoz brought this compressor machine that blows air and with the nose tubes that were inserted into Piper's nose, it should blow enough air to push the phone out. I feel like it might go wrong and Piper's gonna turn into one big balloon and just explode.

"Nose holes are secured," Schwoz said.

"Your corks corked," I said and shoved Henry's hand away as he tried to touch the corks in Piper's ears.

"Henry, start the compressor," Schwoz ordered the sidekick.

"Commencing compressing," Henry announced and turned on the compressor, which activated the machine and the compressor's air valve began to rise.

"Once this goes past 500 PSI, Peeper's phone will come shooting out of her mouth at exactly 87 miles per hour," Schwoz loudly announced and gestured to my dad, who was holding a baseball glove and the speed meter.

"Read to catch this phone?" Mary asked my dad, stepping away a bit for Violet's safety.

"Yeah, spit in the mit," my dad said and got ready to catch the phone. The compressor got louder as the air blew into Piper's mouth and then the elevator door opened to have Jasper walkout.

"Hey, I just saw Battle Pigs-"

Piper's phone flew out of her mouth and whacked Jasper in the face. As this happened, Henry instinctively grabbed my shoulders and moved me back so I wasn't in the way.

Piper gasped, holding her mouth, and Charlotte and I pulled her away to make sure her mouth was okay. Mary handed me Violet and went over to Jasper to help him up.

"Are you okay?" I asked Piper with concern and she nodded, still holding her jaw.

"What's going on? Why did I just get hit in the face with a wet phone?" Jasper asked standing up with Mary's help.

"Someone shoved Piper's phone in her mouth," Charlotte informed him and Jasper laughed approaching us with Mary.

"Nice!"

"Hey!" Piper asked as Schwoz shined a light in her mouth.

"Come on! Raise your hand if you thought about shoving Piper's phone in her mouth? Ha?" Jasper asked us all and one by one all of us raised our hands, including Piper herself and Violet burped meaning she did too.

Mary took back Violet and I stood next to Henry, who took my hand gently.

"So, what happened?" I asked Piper, who was busy getting her mouth checked by Schwoz.

"Well, I was minding my own business talking loudly on my cell phone after watching Battle Pigs 4-"

Jasper gasped, "how great was that ending?"

Henry and I grinned at one another. We went on a movie date and saw the movie yesterday, which made my dad incredibly jealous.

Piper stood up with excitement, "so great!"

"Yo, I cannot believe that Captain Porkchop is-"

"Not! Another. Word." My dad warned Jasper, pointing the speed meter at his throat and Jasper slowly sat back down with silence.

"You haven't seen it yet?" Piper asked my dad.

"No, because I keep getting interrupted," my dad remarked. "I feel bad for Mary because she's been waiting patiently to see it with me and you know-"

"I still don't understand how Peeper's phone ended up in her mouth," Schwoz interrupted and this made my dad growl with anger.

"Because as I was talking loudly, some guy in a smiley face mask, grabbed my phone and screamed, "USE YOUR INSIDE VOICE," and then he shoved it in my mouth," Piper continued her explanation with irritation. "I mean, how rude is that?"

"Well, you shouldn't talk loudly on your phone in public," Mary advised her.

"I know that, but I want to so I do it," Piper shrugged. "What's wrong with that?"

All of us began to murmur about how inconsiderate it is and how rude it is until Jasper spoke.

"Come on, Piper, Mr. Wallabee, taught you better than that."

Henry and I gasped with a beaming smile, "Mr. Wallabee!"

"That was one of his rules!" Charlotte smiled, "I love Mr. Wallabee."

"Violet loves him!" Mary grinned.

"Who's Mr. Wallo-walla-"

"Don't even try," My dad told Schwoz, covering his face with his baseball mit.

"Mr. Wallabee is this local guy on tv and he hosts a show for little kids," my dad informed him and removed the mit only to have Schwoz try to pronounce his name again and he put the mit back on his face. "Bella watched it when I first adopted her and now we're having Violet watch it."

"It's not just for kids," Jasper mentioned and we protested how it is for kids. "Okay! Love the show! Not gonna apologize! There's literally no reason at all to stop watching kids' shows just cause you got a little bit older."

(PREACH JASPER! Go ahead, judge this 20-year-old woman for watching and writing about a kids television show)

The rest of us looked around at who Jasper was talking to and I made a face. Who's he talking to a camera? A crew? A set full of amazing cast and crew members that deserve all the love in the world?

What?

"Who are you talking to?" Charlotte asked him.

"It's whom are you talking to," Jasper chuckled.

"Common usage, Jasper," Charlotte retorted.

"Whom is the object in the sentence, not the subject," he objected and I sighed, resting my head on Henry's arm. He reacted by pulling me closer and holding me against his chest.

"Common usage," Charlotte chimed in.

"Grammar rules exist for a reason," Jasper replied with irritation.

"Grammar fight!" Schwoz announced and a huge commotion broke out until my dad broke them up and I pouted. Dang, I love grammar fights, especially when I get to hit stuff.

"Hey, hey! No more grammar fights!" My dad barked, "they never end good."

"Those are the best types of ending," I mutter into Henry's chest and I felt him chuckle, which made me giggle.

"So, what does Mr. Wababadodo have to do with this?" Schwoz asked us and Henry and I let go of one another so he could talk.

"Uh, Mr. Wallabee-"

"Wava." Schwoz interrupted.

"Mr. Walla-

"Wav."

This turned into Henry and Schwoz talking over one another until Henry continued his sentence.

"-Mr. Wallabee has a list of seven golden rules for behavior," Henry finally concluded.

"Behavior..." Schwoz repeated and Henry cringed.

"Can stop doing that?" Henry begged him.

"Rule one: Never litter," Jasper began.

"Rule two: Put things back where you got them from," Piper added.

"This guy sounds lame," Schwoz smirked.

"Uh, okay, Mr. Wallabee is not lame," Henry objected and I shrugged.

"He's kind of lame, babe," I disagreed and he turned to me with a look.

"Hey, I just thought of something," Charlotte chimed in.

"That grammar rules don't apply to you," Jasper remarked and she glared at him.

"Common usage!" Charlotte screamed and ran to attack him, but Henry and I stopped her and pushed her away to calm her down. As this happened, my dad moved Mary and Violet behind him for safety.

"Hey, hey, okay, okay!" Henry and I yelled and allowed her to breathe and calm down.

"Breathe, breathe," I told Charlotte and she breathed deeply. "Okay, okay."

I rubbed her shoulder and felt her relax.

"What were you thinking?" Mary asked Charlotte, moving out from behind my dad.

"I was thinking... Piper, Mitch Bilsky, and that trashy girl from Nacho Ball all violated one of Mr. Wallabee's rules before they got attacked," Charlotte explained. "Don't litter, inside voices, put things back where you got them."

Mr. Wallabee could be Mr. Nice Guy.

"Wait, so you think Mr. Wallabee is Mr. Nice Guy?" PIper asked her.

"No way," Henry scoffed. "Mr. Wallabee is like the sweetest guy in the world. Tom Hanks would play him in a movie."

"Okay, then what if Mr. Nice Guy is some kind of Mr. Wallabee superfan?" Charlotte theorized, "or someone who works on the show is taking the rules too seriously?"

"Um, it's whom works on the show," Jasper mentioned and I rolled my eyes.

"No, it's not," Charlotte denied.

"Grammar fight!" Schwoz called and this alarmed Mary to step away with Violet. All of us were cheering them on and getting ready, while my dad was stepping in to stop it.

"Hey, hey, hey!" My dad called and we all stopped and he turned to Mary, "honey, you okay with this?"

Mary grinned, "let the battle commence!"

Besides Mary and Schwoz, all of us cheered and ran over to the cart and pulled out grammar hammers to fight with. We each split off into teams of two, Jasper, Piper, and I as one while Henry, Charlotte, and my dad were on and Henry and I had a staredown.

That boy's going down.

"Don't nobody cheat!" My dad called.

"Don't nobody? That's a double negative," Piper remarked and I laughed.

"Take that!"

"You're going down!" My dad challenged her and Mary stood on the table as Schwoz stood on the ground.

"Grammar fight!" Mary and Schwoz yelled and the six of us ran at each other and let the battle begin.

——

As my dad and Henry were gonna go talk to Mr. Wallabee and figure out this Mr. Nice Guy situation, the rest of us decided it would be nice to eat a big meatloaf in the park. The only issue was that we needed ketchup and the Man Cave was the closest place to get it.

We rode the elevator down and walked out to see my dad and Henry as their superhero selves and they were talking to someone that was tied to a chair with a small light beaming on their face. I recognized the snail shell beside them and the little snail headpiece on their head

Is that Mail Snail? What is going on?

The lights were off and the boys looked at us with alarm.

"Yo!" Jasper greeted.

"Oh hello! Occupied in here!" My dad called.

"Do not enter!" Henry added.

"What are you guys doing?" Charlotte asked and turned to lights on.

"Hey, don't turn the lights off!" My dad protested.

"We said occupied!" Henry added.

"We're in the middle of an integration here!"

"We need ketchup!" Schwoz informed them.

"This guy's gonna see you!" Henry objected.

"Who were you guys talking to?" The man, who I assumed was Mail Snail, asked.

"Get out!" My dad exclaimed.

"We're gonna eat meatloaf in the park," Jasper told them.

"But we need ketchup!" I finished for him.

"What- okay that makes sense, dude," Henry reasoned with my dad and this started a whole fricking argument as we walked over to the Auto-Snacker to get out ketchup. My dad and Henry bickered with us as they made sure to cover Mail Snail's eyes.

The argument stopped when we got to the Auto-Snacker and Jasper put his hand on it.

"Ketchup," The six of us said in unison and Violet giggled.

"Ketchup!"

A bottle of ketchup appeared in the machine and I picked it up.

"That took longer than I thought it was," Jasper admitted and I nodded as another argument started when we began to walk back to the elevator. It was very chaotic and stupid and I didn't care to be honest, so I just said a bunch of random nonsense until we got inside the elevator.

Jasper hit the elevator button and we waved to the boys as the doors shut. 

"BYEEEEEEEE!!!"

Moments later, we realized we forgot the meatloaf and road back down to the Man Cave. My dad gave us a look and I grinned sheepishly.

"We forgot the meatloaf," Mary said and the boys were in disbelief.

"Are you serious?"

This turned into a third argument as we walked over to grab the meatloaf and the boys had to cover Mail Snail's eyes once again.

We eventually got the meatloaf and left them alone.

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Up Next: Wedding Chapter👰🏽‍♀️🤵🏽‍♂️💕

Remaining Chapters: 10 (or 11 depending on how I write the finale)

A little short chapter that was easy to write just in time for an extra Christmas present for you all. Not my best writing tbh, but it's something.

The wedding chapter is next and I'm so excited for you all to see it. I have a lot planned and I have a special guest or two that will be appearing, so watch out for that hehe.

I have the wedding dress picked out along with the maid of honor dress and the bridesmaid dresses. I love them all :)

This story is coming to an end, only 10 or 11 more chapters left. How bittersweet.

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Hope you all had a lovely Christmas and I hope you have a great New Years. If I don't see you by then, Happy New Years ily all.

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