Jimmy Inc.

The News

        Gertrude Acachalla busied herself in the tedious task of cooking eggs and waffles. A scent wafted through the house, giving it a luxurious feeling, although the family household has known for it's stench, most of it coming from the bathroom. She had been busy all day cleaning her kitchen, giving up her time to make the house clean. And how did the others react? By merely shrugging whilst she continued to scrub her sink. It had been a while since their last haunting, and that time the Ghost dude hadn't been there, only Toast dude. Also, she lost two-hundred dollars. She flipped an egg with expertice, giving it the most excellent attention to care as to not split it in half. 

        BEEP. BEEP. Gertrude groaned. She pulled a small cookie tray out of the oven, heaped with waffles. She also pulled out a couple bottles of syrup and two containers of Becel and called her adoptive daughter, Sally, downstairs. The 15 year old girl, who of which had the mind of a two year old, bounced down the steps, as if she had been hyped up on  caffeine and rainbows. She took the tray of waffles, then made a mad dash back up the steps to her room. Getrude merely sighed. The day had been long and hard, and she did not want anything to do with her family, so she wanted to get dinner finished, then go to bed. The late night birds (and the lettuce squirrels) sang outside as the family waited silently for the eggs to be finished. A headache started to appear on Gertrude, only adding to her frustration that day.

        Before Gertrude could make it to the medicine cupboard, the small phone rang, giving a sound loud enough to have Papa Acachalla want to shoot the device,'killing' it. Gertrude, much to her bad luck, fell onto her back, then feeling sore after getting up. She went to answer, feeling distressed and aggrovated at life. She checked the number. Hmmm... that's odd. I haven't seen this number yet. Thought Gertrude, contemplating the odd number. 800-732-7387. She shrugged and picked up the phone.

        "Hello?"

        "Hello."

        "Who are you?"

        "Why. I'm the manager of Jimmy Inc."

        "Don't want anything to do with marketing companies. Bye."

        "... What?" Jimmy tried to say, but the line had beem cut off by that woman. He scowled, but not for long. His annoyed expression quickly gave way to an insane smile.

        "MIIIIKKOOO! TAKE THESE FILES!" He screamed, the stomped up to the attic.

        Meanwhile, Girtrude just finished making eggs. "Honey, would you like me to bring in your eggs?" asked Gertrude from the kitchen. Papa replied with a grunt. Gertrude walked into the T.V room to bring him his eggs, but saw something odd.

        "Honey, why are you watching the news?" inquired Gertrude, confused about Papa Acachalla's choice of T.V. Usually he was watching the game, or something else.

        "Cause' there's som'm weird on T.V." he replied in his gruff tone, his eyes glued to the sccreen. A young girl with really poofy, really curly blonde hair showed up on screen.

        "Hello! My name is Maddie Woonwette and today we have bweaking news. The world's most renowned murderer, Jimmy Casket, has started an office building. We down't know what he's doin', but we know it's him because we saw him oun the roof." The girl said, with a voice similar to Sally's.

        Billy dashed down the stairs as he heard the name "Maddie", and quickly asked "Maddie-Friend is on T.V?"

        Gertrude shook her head, then Billy joyfully leapt up the stairs. Gertrude smiled, but only faintly. She got up, grabbed her wallet, and put on her coat. She also brought her trusty crowbar, which might come in hand.

        "Getrude, where ya' goin?" questioned Papa Acachalla from on the couch. 

        "Grocery shopping. We're out of waffle mix." Gertrude responded. It was all true, she was just leaving a part of her trip out. She walked out the door and into the cold nightime.

A/N

Yay! this is the longest chapter I've written directly onto WattPad! Spectrum contains the longest chapter so far, but I think Jimmy Inc. may beat it. I'm not going to be updating any of my other stories until I have a few chapters of Jimmy Inc. done, because I need some new inspiration for two. I need some weirdness for Frozen -Pocalypse, so I'll be updating this one.

Goodbye Peeps!