Taylor sighed as he looked out the window. A picket line was forming in front of his humble home. Signs read: "Burn Leather Pants!", "Leather Bonfire!", and "We Hate Leather". He turned away from the window just in time to hear Isaac scream. He once again sighed and walked to the back of the house to see what Ike's problem was.
He couldn't believe it! He just couldn't! It was impossible!! So very IMPOSSIBLE!!! She was gone!! GONE!! Tania was gone!! His beloved giutar!! What had he done to deserve this?? His favorite guitar!! The one he had named Tania! How could this be?? Who could be so, so heartless?? Heartless.....Then, suddenly, it came to him! The only person heartless and uncaring enough to take his dear Tania! The butler. It had to be the butler. Who else could have possible taken her?? Isaac, although he was distressed, smiled to himslef for figuring this mystery out....but now, now he had found where the real problem lie. Yes, the real problem was finding out WHO the butler was....
Tania thought she was going to have to shoot either Lucy or Amy....maybe both....Her plan just WASN'T working! Maybe she should've made a Plan B.
Zac stared as the ceiling and daydreamed (two of his favorite passtimes) while Sir Alfredo gave the same lecture for about the 50th time: "What to do when Attacked By A Dragon" DUH!!! Zac already knew that one, grab your cell phone and call 911! Oh, wait, cell phones haven't been invented yet he reminded himself. But someone should have thought of them by now, he concluded. His thoughts were interrupted by Sir Alfredo telling him that he could go home now. Zac, embarrassed, looked around to find himself alone. As he got up to leave, he reassured Sir Alfredo that he had just been thinking about cell phones.
Jessica walked into the room, she shared with Avery. She sat down on her bed and started thinking about...about...about, well, nothing. She hated that; she could sit and think about nothing for hours and still there would be nothing to think about. But somehting different happened today: After thinking about nothing for about 30 minutes, she thought of something to think about! She would put a key on a kite and fly it in a lightening storm! Maybe somehting would happen! She looked out the window to see, much to her dismay, that the sky was clear of clouds. Oh well, maybe tomorrow.
Taylor slowly shook his head as he watched Isaac run back and forth between his family members asking about some (??) butler.......? Taylor had tried multiple times to convince him that they didn't have a butler, but Isaac had refused to listen. Taylor sighed, for what must have been the hundredth time that day, and turned ti the window, only to see the ever-growing leather pants picket line.
Isaac frantically asked each of his family members if they had seen the butler today. His mom had answered, "Butler? Are you alright honey? I thought you might've been allergic to the beets we had yesterday." His dad's answer was, "Son, quit antagonizing your mother! We don't NEED a butler, much less can we afford one!" And Taylor's respnse, "Isaac, listen closely, we DON'T HAVE A BUTLER! Got that?? NO BUTLER!!" Zac's answer had merely been an odd look and a slight shake of his head. Jessie's: "I didn't know we had a butler!!" Avery's: "What's a butler?" Mackie's: "Buwer?? What's a buwer Ikey-poo??" And Zoe's had been uncomprehensible. Isaac sighed, why couldn't they understand??
