Wildfall and MK are on the run, so they end up running. . . home?!

Check out the unusual and shocking twist right here!

 
After the most recent incident with the winged yeti, Wildfall and Mary Kate found themselves rushing through the city even as it was under attack. Next thing they knew, they were ducking into a building- and the others were nowhere to be seen.

"Where the heck did everyone go?" complained Wildfall. "And where are we now?"

"No clue where they all went," replied a breathless Mary. "I have no clue as to where we are either."

Wildfall shrugged. "Guess we don't need 'em anymore, so whatever. Think we can find something here to get back control of this lil town? All I see are a bunch of parts for meat cars.. no weapons or anything."

"Why don't we just go home to Seaside Town or do you really want to stay here and try to pick up the pieces?"

"Well, we can't just. . ." Wildfall paused and restarted. "I mean, don't we have an obligation to. . . something something? For the locals?"

"You are the one with all the ideas and the need to do something something. What are we going to do?"

"Uhhh. . . no idea, Mary. Sorry. No ideas here."

"Well let's just go home. No one else seems to care about doing something something for the locals."

Wildfall shrugged. "True. Sides, they probably need us at home more anyway. They probably need us at home relaxing and enjoying the summer. Besides, the old people at home always told me, 'Never be the last one to leave a party.' Wanna build a meatcar and head home, sweetie?"

"You mean you know how to build cars now too? Will your talents never cease to amaze me? Yes let's do that and head home as soon a possible."

"Not that impressive," Wildfall said, pulling a book off of a nearby shelf and handing it to her- it was titled "How to finish building a meatcar for lazy, mind-numbingly stupid adventures with very little gumption." Wildfall paused as he looked at the title. "Not a very polite book, but maybe it has pictures. You were always a better reader than me, wanna read it to me, honey?"

"Okay, let's get on with it," Mary sighed a reply.

Several pieces were missing but thankfully, after multiple adventurers, all of which were too exciting to repeat here, our couple had their meatcar built and were soon zooming out of the desert town, heading north back towards Seaside Town.

It didn't take long for Wildfall to comment, "Wow, this thing moves crazy-fast, ya know?! How are you managing to go this fast and not crash us, babe?"

"I'm not driving! I thought you were driving! Must be this thing has a mind of its own and can also drive," Mary yelled, hanging on to the side of the car.

Wildfall let out a panicked yelp. "I really hope these aren't famous last words. I always wanted to say something way cooler before I died."

"Guess we should go with the saying, 'Relax and leave the driving to us' and pray we can relax."

Wildfall sighed loudly. "Guess you were right, babe. It was a big mistake to try to use that haunted head in a jar for a hood ornament. It looked so bad-ass though. What kinda name is 'Uber' though?"

"Sounds like a made-up name to me, but who cares as long as we get home in one piece."

"It's the getting home part that worries me," Wildfall answered. He paused and added, "Oh, and the 'in one piece' part, too."

"Have a little more faith in our Ghostly chauffeur and this 'fabulous' car," Mary responded with a smirk. The faster the car went, the more Mary laughed. "This is just like that spinning car at the fair. Hey mister ghost, can you go faster?"

Meanwhile, Wildfall's already pale face was starting to look downright white. "Babe, you kinda scare me sometimes, ya know?"

"Good, honey, like keeping you scared of me." Mary chuckled, enjoying the green look on Wildfall's face as the car sped up faster.

Several minutes later, Wildfall was beyond terrified as the car continued to go faster and faster. "I think I see Degrassi in the distance. Do ya think it'll start slowing down so we can get off?!"

"No!! We are going to Seaside Town and then it will stop!" Mary replied emphatically.

And she was right; the car zoomed past Degrassi and sped towards Seaside Town, where it finally came to a stop after zooming through Seaside Town. Wildfall was afraid to even open his eyes at this point. "Crap! It's going so damned fast it doesn't even feel like we're moving!"

"That's because we're home and the car has stopped. Let's get out and go inside to relax and rest up." Mary laughed and turned back to the ghost and said, "Thank you, sir, for a wonderful ride." With that she helped Wildfall out of the car and into the house.

Wildfall's knees were knocking and he was trembling as he got inside. He turned back towards the door. "Aw crap, we forgot to buy souvenirs."

"There's always next Crimbo," Mary replied with a shrug.

Wildfall chuckled. "Guess we could make our own, huh? I've never heard of people making their own holiday souvenirs. Although I guess a lot of people back home make their own gifts huh?"

"I guess," Mary quietly answered back. "That reminds me of a past Crimbo story. My mother told me a story about a little boy named Aaron and how he was upset about not having money for a gift."

Wildfall nodded sympathetically. "Been there a few times in my life. What'd he do to get the money?"

"Do you want me to tell you the whole story or just the highlights?" Mary asked.

"Hmmmm..." Wildfall lead her to the main seating area of the living room as he thought his answer over. "Whole story. We ain't got nothing to do today anyway after that trip, honey."

"This is the way my mom told it to me but I will tell you it is long. I don't know how to tell it in a shortened version and have it make sense," Mary answered back as she settled into a chair and watched Wildfall pace the floor like a caged cat.

"Aaron and his brother, Sam, were putting the last of the tinsel on the tree and talking about how excited they were for Crimbo, when their mom came in with cookies and cocoa. Aaron's brother started teasing him about how he had saved all his money and was going to buy the best present ever. Aaron left the room when no one was paying attention and after, his mother sent Sam to find Aaron.

"Sam found Aaron huddled in the corner of the kitchen crying his little eyes out. When Sam asked what was wrong, Aaron answered, sobbing, 'I don't have allowance money.' With that, Sam put his arm around Aaron and said that he remembered when he was Aaron's age and not having money for gifts."

Mary Kate paused for a moment and said, "I think we all have been in that position at least once in our lives." Then continuing the story, she said, "Sam told Aaron that he always thought homemade gifts were better because they were made with love and they would figure out the gift together. It would be their little secret and suggested returning to the living room for more cookies and cocoa."

Mary continued, "The next day they started searching for the items they needed. They gathered a three-hole brick, a piece of felt, one long and two slightly shorter candles, glue, newspaper, foil, a piece of plastic garland and a pair of scissors."

"Plastic?" Wildfall asked. "That's hard to come by. Were they rich or something?"

"No they were poor as church mice. They got the plastic in a package from a far away land," Mary replied. "Do you want me to continue or is this boring you? You don't seem to be to interested in the story and I can stop talking anytime. Besides I shouldn't be hogging the conversation anyway."

"Oh, I'm paying attention," Wildfall answered. "Just didn't want to interrupt with my silly questions. I only had a couple anyway."

"So what are they?"

"Well, I just asked one," Wildfall said. "What's a three hole brick?"

"It is a brick used in building houses and each brick has three holes in it. You don't see the holes when the house is built because they are laid so that the next layer of brick is laid on top of the ones with the holes so all you see is the solid smooth sides and ends," Mary explained.

"Yeah," Wildfall answered. "But I hadn't heard of bricks with more than one or two holes. Anyway, back to your story. Is there more?" Wildfall sounded quite excited to hear how it ended.

Mary answered back, "Yea there is more and I will try to shorten it so it doesn't get boring."

"It is anything but boring!" Wildfall responded. "What were they making? Some kind of magic weapon or something for their mom?"

"Aaron asked what they were making and Sam took him step by step to show how all the pieces fit. First they laid out the newspaper to protect the table they were working on and told Aaron to open the glue while he cut the felt to fit the brick. They turned the brick up so the holes were showing and spread the glue all over the brick. Then laid the piece of felt on the glue, smoothed out the felt and wiped off the glue that leaked out around the felt. Sam pressed down on the felt to make sure it would stay in place and told Aaron they had to let that dry before going on to the remaining steps," said Mary.

"Why's it have to dry?" Wildfall asked. "I still can't tell what they're making?"

"Will you let me finish the story or should I just forget it?" Mary asked impatiently.

"Oh, sorry. Go on. Don't leave me hangin'."

Mary chuckled and said, "You are to heavy for me to leave you hanging."

As she continued, she got a faraway look in her eyes, remembering the story when her mother told it to her. "The brothers returned to the brick and Sam told Aaron that they could now finish the gift. They turned the brick so that the felt was on the bottom and Sam had Aaron stuff bits of the newspaper into the holes while Sam cut squares of foil. Then he had Aaron take the foil and poke each square into the holes on top of the newspaper forming a cup. Sam handed Aaron the long red candle and told him to place it in the center hole and each of the white ones in the end holes. Then they took the garland and laid it around the candles on top of the brick so the ends met and they could hook the ends together. The final step was to wrap the gift and place it under the tree for opening the next morning.

"Aaron could hardly sleep and was first up in the morning sitting eagerly by the tree. Mother opened Sam's gift first, which was a locket, and exclaimed how much she loved it. When she opened Aaron's gift, she started to cry and replied, 'Oh, Aaron, what a beautiful centerpiece. I love it! This is the best present ever!' Well that upset Sam and he stormed out of the room with mom right after him explaining that she loved both gifts because his was gotten with money he hard earned, while Aaron's was made with just as much love as his store bought gift."

Wildfall chuckled. "Yeah, moms always know just the right thing to say. Mine usually said, 'Stop that before you hurt yourself.' But that is a really cute story, honey. I'm glad you shared it with me. Thanks."

"Since you brought up Crimbo, guess it is time for some hot cocoa," said Mary as she headed for the kitchen.

Wildfall smiled wide as he followed her. "Now that's a twist ending I can get behind!"

A nice little twist and a cute little holiday mini-story from MK, huh? Next up, as predicted: Wildfall/ Mary Kate and their continuing stories!