Good Bye, Good Riddance? |Henry Danger|

27

Tess

The woman tosses Hen. And that's where the plan has blown up in our faces.  The tall woman grabs Piper's phone and hands it back to her. 

"Here's your phone, kid."

"Great, thanks so much." The woman sits down and so does the Jackson kid. 

"This was not covered in the animatic." A person that works helps Hen up. Looks like we're gonna need a plan B. 

Later-Junk 'N' Stuff

Piper walks in and almost lets the door slam in Hen and I's faces. Yea, she is not happy with what happened. 

"Uh, you wanna help me?"

"Why? Did you help me? No. You ruined my meet-cute!" No, he did not. The tall woman who tackled him didn't know that's why he grabbed your phone. 

"Oh my gosh, Henry, what happened?!?"

"Hen, are you okay?!?"

"No! I'm not."

"All right, tell us what went down."

"Oh I'll tell ya what went down! My body! Down! Through a table! Onto the floor!"

"What's this green stuff?"

"Probably avocado. For toast."

"Sooo, Piper's animatic didn't work in real life?"

"I think it's obvious that it didn't."

"It woulda worked! If Henry had done his part right!"

"Well what was I supposed to do?!? I ran across the room! I grabbed your phone! I said my line! But before Jackson could run in, some powerful woman grabbed me, and hurled me across the room! Geez!"

"Well, why'd you let her throw you across the room?" 

"And the one person that I didn't think would be one to victim blame, Charlotte." 

"She didn't offer me another option, Charlotte."

"Whatever, just get cleaned up so that we can go back to Downtown Brown and try again."

"Are you insane?!?" We say in unison. 

"I'm not trying again."

"After what just happened, you want to do this again?"

"We have to try again!"

"Nah, I dough not either, no I dough not!" Did he hit his head that hard?

"You said dough."

"I meant do, everybody here knows I meant do!"

"I have a question. Why's it so important for you to have this 'meet-cute'?"

"Huh?"

"Why can't ya just go over to Downtown Brown, walk up to this uh...this uh boy you like..."

"Jackson Bartell."

"Okay him...and just say, 'Hi Jackson, my name is uh...'"

"Piper!" 

"'Piper, my name is Piper...and I really like you...soooo what do you think a'that?'" That would make more sense than this shit storm of a plan. 

"Oh Ray, come on." And we lost our smart one. 

"That would never work in the real world! Except maybe for old people!"

"Then my parents were old people because that's kinda how they met."

"Hey, I am not old!"

"Oh please, what are you, like thirty?"

"No I am n--Yeah. Yeah, I am like, thirty." Uncle Ray is 37. Don't ask me why he's lying about his age. He doesn't like saying his real age for some reason. 

"Whatever. Just tell Henry that he has to help me--and I need you guys to help me think of a new meet-cute plan!" She has lost the mind she was born with. 

"Noooo!"

"Yes!"

"Look Paper, I know that you're like seven and you think you know everything..." 

"I'm Piper and I'm twelve!" Yeah, she's almost 13, Uncle Ray. 

"Be that as it may...I'm gonna show you that young love can begin with something as simple as a, good old fashioned 'Nice to meetcha, howdaya do.'"

"Yeah, try that."

"C'mon, let's go." 

"No! I'm not going 'til we come up with another meet-cute plan, and then I have to make an animatic of it!" And she didn't learn from the first one that it's not going to work this time. 

"When did you learn how to make animatics?!?"

"That's not the point! Look we're going to do thus my way, so that I--" Uncle Ray lasers Piper which knocks her out. Good! She was getting on my nerves. Uncle Ray picks her up. 

"Alright...I'm gonna carry her over to Downtown brown."

"Good, take your time." Uncle Ray leaves with Piper on his shoulder. 

Later

So, Piper still ended up getting her guy. Jackson got hit in the head with a case that fell off the wall. She dressed up as one of the paramedics and got her guy in the ambulance. Now, Hen and I have to leave for New York soon. I wonder if Hen and I will run into one of the Game Shakers. 

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter