Khaotic Kids of the Keys [DISCONTINUED]

Missing Memories

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Today was a day unlike any other, very special in fact. But that wasn't the case for Little Tomas, as he laid in his bed, waving his toy train around in the air.

"Oh, Tomas!" His mother yelled from downstairs. "It's time for breakfast."

Poor Tomas only got up to stop his mother from worrying about him. If it wasn't for her, he probably would have never moved at all.

"I'm on my way," Tomas said as he moped downstairs with his toy train.

His mother was in the kitchen making waffles, his used-to-be favorite. "Cheer up, honey bun! It's your birthday."

"Yeah, but..." Tomas trailed off looking at the toy train in his hand.

His mother followed his glance to the train. She pushed it aside.

"I'm sorry there's nothing we can do, sweetheart," Beatrice sighed. "But I know if he was here today, he'd want you to have the best birthday. So do it not only for me but for him, okay?"

Tomas mustered up a smile. "Okay, Mom."

After breakfast, Beatrice Eod got to work setting up her son's birthday party. She hired clowns and rented the largest bouncy house in town. She invited all the kids in Tomas' grade and even had the party catered by Isla's ice cream. Beatrice wanted her son to have the best party imaginable.

"So, what are you thinking?" Isla asked, pulling out a menu. "I recommend the Snail Slime Sundae and the roach-covered chocolate ice cream cake."

"Uhh..." Beatrice let out. If she was regretting hiring Isla or truly contemplating the menu, we'll never know.

Meanwhile, the khaotic kids were taking a stroll in the neighborhood wondering which family they wanted to terrorize next.

"Can we rob one-eye Joe?" Aaron asked.

"We already did remember?" Asor replied, "He has nothing but junk from the eighties."

"I know but he's a pirate!" Aaron whined. "He's got to be hiding gold somewhere."

"Correction: he was a sailor." Larry chimed in.

"Same thing!" Aaron said.

"Guys, here's one house we haven't robbed," Mya pointed at Tomas' house. "And it looks like they're setting up a party."

"Oh, that's Mrs. Eod's house, she owns a bakery on Flour St," Aaron said. "She makes the best cakes."

"Of course you would know that," Larry teased. "Anyway, should we rob this house?"

"We have to! That birthday cake is calling my name," Aaron said practically drooling.

Larry looked to Asor, while Aaron gave him pleading, puppy eyes.

"Fine," Asor said, giving in. "But, we're getting money too, we need to get a new plasma TV for the base."

"YAY!" Aaron shouted.

"If it's chocolate cake, we're burning that house to the ground." Mya chimed in, narrowing her eyes in disgust.

"We'll need disguises, though..." Asor said, conjuring up a plan.

Meanwhile, after deliberating the horrendous catering options, Mrs. Eod heard the doorbell ring repeatedly.

She went over to open the door. "Why hello there..."