It was the next day. Danielle arrived with Mike at the hospital and Shela was with Ben at the museum. "Wow, Ben! Look! There's a half eaten Krispy Kreme donut! How could they resist?" Shela said amazed.
"Don't know. I gotta use the bathroom. I'll be right back." Ben said, then went quickly for the bathroom. Shela was once again alone.
"Sad isn't it?" a voice from behind her said.
"Yup." She turned around to find out it was Robert Englund, the guy who plays Freddy Krueger.
"Robert! I haven't seen you since we starred in Vapor of Death! What are you doing here?!" She said out of excitement.
"Well I'm going to shoot another movie here in town. If you would like, you could come visit me down at the set. Maybe I could get you into the movie." He said.
"Sure! I would love to be in it again, with you. I.." Robert interrupted her, "Hey why don't you leave with me? We'll just, you know...hang out."
"Well, I would but, I came here with Ben Stiller and after I leave I have to go to the hospital to visit someone...Tre Cool." She said. "But I could tell Ben that I have to go somewhere, that its a emergency and you could drop me by the hospital to visit Tre." Ben was coming back. "Ben honey, I have to go with Robert here. Something came up. I'll call you and we'll hang out some other time."
He shook his head and gave her a kiss.
"Bye!"
She was ready to go with Robert.
******
"Hi Tre. How you feeling?" Mike said, leaning over the hospital bed. Amber and Billie was there too. If that doesn't kill him, nothing will. Danielle felt sorry for Tre but it was still sort of funny. Tre mumbled something hard to understand and moaned.
"Hey Danielle!" Amber said, messing with her wedding band.
"Yo! Oh, hi Billie." Danielle said.
"Hey."
Little Billie was playing with buttons on the hospital bed. Shela and Robert stepped in. "Danielle! Amber! Mike! Billie..." Shela exclaimed.
"Shela, when did Ben turn into Robert?" Danielle said.
"He didn't. Robert and I are just chillin'." She replied. Robert walked over to Danielle and began to whisper in her ear.
All of a sudden, a nurse came in. "Would y'all step out so I could change him? I'll be right back after I get the supplies." She went back down the hallway. Everybody began to step out, Billie Joe was last.
As soon as Billie Joe stepped out, Tre's heart monitor went off. Nurses and others ran in, except for Billie.
It turns out, Tre was dead.
******
It was now Thursday at the funeral. Everybody that was anybody was there. Robert, Shela, Danielle, Mr. Chimps, you name it. They were there. Amber had brought Little Billie to the funeral. And boy, did the trouble begin.
" No Billie Joe!!!" screamed Amber as her son wreaked the place. As soon as she took Little Billie to the coffin and left him unattended, Billie reached into the coffin and RIP! Off went Tre's arm! Everybody ran over to the coffin and started panicking.
"What can we do?!" Amber said.
Shela reached into her pocketbook and pulled out a tube of Super Glue. "We could use this!" She said.
"How did you...what?!" Amber stumbled.
"Brought it with me. You never know when you'll need to glue something."
Amber put the glue on and stuck the arm where it needed to be.
"Look at it this way, if it falls off at least nobody will see it.." Shela said, patting Amber's back as they left the funeral.
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