Pete's POV
I wasn't sure if Tommy was comfortable letting us stay at his house. "You know, we don't have to stay at your house if you don't want us to. It's okay."
Tommy looked confused. "No, I would love for you all to stay! Anybody is welcome!"

We all cheered and started to sing "For He's a Jolly Good Fellow".
The ride to Tommy's home took about 5 minutes. It was close to the cemetery where his parents were buried, so he can stay close as possible with them.

"Welcome!" He said raising his arms up with a bright smile on his face.
His home was a big white mansion, up on a hill. The balcony had a breathtaking view of Tommy City. I can see for miles and miles up here.

"Enjoying the view?"
I turned around, the others were too focused on the view. "Two words: It's astounding!" I chuckled.
Tommy came out to the balcony and brought cups of tea. He also brought a teeny cup for me.

"I got this tiny cup from my mom's doll house she had since she was a child."

"How were you able to afford this brilliant mansion?" I asked.

Tommy set down the cups of tea on the small glass table he had on the balcony.

"When I started playing pinball, my parents entered me on tournaments where I played against other pinball players from around the world. I won any times, which got us money... And when I won the championship against The Champ, I was everywhere - we were the richest family in town and people started to worship me too." He sighed and looked down. "But then those people, the worshipers, killed my parents." He looked up at us. "Being famous and rich isn't as great as you think."

I nodded my head. "I know how you feel Tommy."
And I did. You get no privacy whatsoever, less time to spend with your family, crazy fans that want to kidnap you, moving from place to place, and even more!

It started to get windy and cold outside. I'm an egg, so I'm not wearing anything to keep me warm.

Kevin started to shiver. "I think we should go inside." We all agreed and went.
"Come on, Rex!" Kevin whistled and Rex came running as fast as a cheetah.

The inside of his house looked marvelous. It was bright since all of the walls were white. The living room had a chandelier on the ceiling, a lot of mirrors, a pearl colored couch, polar bear carpet, glass table, and color television. The kitchen looked like a restaurant. The bathroom had a hot tub and smelled like baked beans... just like the sewer! Weird. Tommy's room was the only room that looked normal.

"You can all stay here for the night. Some can stay in the guest room and some in my parent's room."

We decided that I will stay with Doc and Kevin will stay with Rex, so he won't attack me or Doc.

Me and Doc stayed in Tommy's parent's room. Is Doc his real name? I don't know but if it's not then I'm not even going to ask... I'm used to calling him Doc.

"What's up Doc?" I chuckled, making him annoyed while he was reading a book... Gone With The Wind I suppose?

He didn't keep his eyes away from the book. "No you... egg."

OUCH THAT HURT I don't like it when people call me an egg even if I am one, I still want to be considered a human being.

My stomach growled like a lion. I'm hungry! I rolled to the kitchen to get something to eat. That's when Tommy noticed me and picked me up.

I was relieved. "Thank you, I hate having to roll to get to places!"

He laughed. "So, you want something to eat? What'll it be?" He opened the refrigerator, revealing delicious sweets and fancy meals ready to be cooked.

My eyes widened and my mouth started to water. "CAN I EAT EVERYTHING IN THE FRIDGE?"

"No man! You silly!" He laughed again. "You won't be able to fit all that food in your stomach!"

"Then..." I looked around the refrigerator for the food and drink I liked the most. "I'll have that cherry pie and some wine."

He grabbed the same doll cup he used for my tea and poured wine on it. He passed the cup to me and then moved on to the pie, putting it inside the oven.

As I was waiting for my pie, I heard a noise outside the kitchen window. Without Tommy noticing, I rolled outside to see where that sound was coming from.