Adventureland » jalph

Chapter 4

Ralph stared out the window as they drove, eyes widening when he saw someone familiar. He was speeding down the road on his bike, and he had a pink t- shirt on that said Adventureland on he back. He also wore a yellow band around his head, that covered the front of his forehead. Then also yellow and green bands on his wrists.

Roger? Ralph thought to himself.

No way.

Roger turned his head towards Ralph and raised his hand, flipping him off with a bright, excited smile.

***

"Uh, I haven't really had that many jobs," Ralph said to the man. "Uh per say, but here are my academic records and my extra curricular activities. I wrote for the Gordian knot, it was a literary journal." He looked up at the man and nodded, looking back down at the paper in his hand. "In college and um in math I got a 7 70 on the SAT's so I assume I'd be good at tabulating checks.."

"These are the only jobs you've ever had?" the man asked.

"No no, uh," Ralph pulled out another paper from under his arm and looked at it. "I also spent several years taking care of a neighbor's lawn," he looked back up at the man who had his eyebrows lowered.

"Alright," the man said as he handed Ralph a paper. "Fill this out, I'll call you up if anything happens."

"Okay."

***
At Home.

Ralph was looking down at a newspaper, talking on the phone as he tried to find a job.

"Uh no, I've never actually driven a Quattro per say, but I once did drive my friend's van to Wisconsin on a pretty lengthy road trip. Yeah? So- okay is there any way I could take less-" He raised the phone in the air. "They hung up," he placed the phone down.

"W-what am I supposed to do I'm not even qualified for manual labor." He leaned against the wall. "The only place I know I could get a job is with uh- Roger."

"What? At Adventureland? You got a concussion on that tea cup ride there when you were six," Sarah said as she cracked eggs into a bowl.

"You can do better kiddo," said Tom.

"No," Ralph said. "There's nothing!"

***

Ralph sighed as he pushed the lawn motor in his front yard, not noticing that Roger was riding his bike towards him. He dropped his bike and began to hum loudly, which startled Ralph. He stopped the lawn motor as Roger grabbed Ralph's waist and tried tackling him to the ground.

"Roger, get off!"

"C'mere," Roger snarled and pointed to the lawn motor. "Look!"

Ralph looked the other way and Roger punched him in the balls, making him stumble to the ground on his knees, groaning, "Ah!"

Roger clapped his hands in the air and started to walk away, turning back around and raising his fist in the air. "Yes!" he cheered.

"Roger," Ralph groaned in pain as he laid on the ground, covering his crotch.

"Woah- ho Ralph!" Roger giggled.