Sam and max stories

Graveyard shift

Ah, Stinky's diner. Straight and narrow's premiere daytime eatery. Where it will be closing time right about-

"Now!" Girl stinky says as she flips the sign from open to closed. "8:00! So long, suckas! I've got a hot date with a big, handsome guy, and his name is sushi!" she says, pulling a to-go box of rainbow roll sushi out of nowhere.

A random person knocks on the door. "What?" gs says, annoyed.. "Are you open?" the person asks. gs points at the sign. "Read the sign." the person ignores her. "I'll have a deluxe hamburger and double chili fries." gs scoffs. "No you won't. I can't hang out here all night!" She puts her hand on her chest. "I've got a life." the person looks angry. "Well fine! If you guys don't want my money-"

"MONEY?!" grandpa stinky yells, flying in out of nowhere and landing on gs, who falls to the floor with an "OOF!"

"You mean if we stayed open later you'd give us your money?" he asks. The random person nods. "Sure!" they say, holding up a stack of cash. A few people around them do the same.

"Miss stinky, welcome to the night shift." grandpa says, getting the closed sign and tossing it over his shoulder. "From now on, Stinky's diner is open 24 hours a day!"

"WHAT?!" gs yells as the door opens. A hoard of hungry customers comes in and tramples her.

Max pops up out of nowhere. "Wow! Now we never have to stop working!" he says with a twinkle in his eye.

Gs gets up. "Grandpa-" "see you in the morning Ladies, I can't hang out here all night!" he points to himself with his thumb. "I've got a life." he says, walking out the door. "GRANDPA!" gs says in vain.

"Isn't this great, Gs? Just you and me together, for hours and hours and hours, then the sun will come up, and it'll be tomorrow, and we'll still be working!" Max says happily. "It'll be just like a sleepover! Only we'll be sweaty and covered in grease!" he runs to the counter and hops on top of it. "Are you ready to rock, Gs?" "no." she responds flatly. "Good! Cause we've got customers!" Max says, hopping off the counter and into the kitchen.

A customer walks up to the counter. Gs pulls a baseball bat out of nowhere. "Here. Please hit me as hard as you can." she says, handing it to the confused customer.

Max peeks from the kitchen window. "Psst, gs! I'm working in the kitchen!" he giggles. "At night!"

Gs takes off her tiara and leans over on the counter. "Don't hold back."

"Hey gs!" Max says as he chops up lettuce. "I'm chopping lettuce! At night!"

Max mops up the floor. "Look at me, I'm swabbin' the bathrooms!" the floor sparkles. "At night!"

Max accidentally touches the hot stove. "AAAH! I BURNT MY HAND" he finger guns at gs. "At night!" his hand turns red.

Max stomps all over the counters. "Night, night, night, night, night, night, night, night, night, night, night, night, n-n-na-na-na-night! NIGHT!!" Max screams at the lop of his lungs.

"WILL YOU PLEASE!?" an irritated gs yells at him. She then hands him a full garbage bag. "Here, give me a moment's peace and take out the trash." Max smiles. "Alright!" he hops off the counter and skips over to the door. "Takin' out the trash, takin' out the trash! At ni-"

He suddenly stops when he sees how dark and creepy looking it is outside, and how far away the dumpster is.

"You mean outside?" he asks. "That's where the dumpster is, yes." gs replies coldly. Max presses his face against the door. "I dunno gs, it's kinda dark out there...."

Gs gets a sly smile on her face. "But I thought you LIKED the night shift."

Max nods. "You're right. FOR STINKY'S DINER!" he says, holding the bag above his head.