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Bob’s Burgers-An Expected Hit

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BOB’S BURGERS

AN EXPECTED HIT


“How far do I have to be?” asked Bob.

“Just a few inches more Bob” Linda replied, Bob slowly backing away from the restaurant.

“Lyn, you’re kind of backing me up onto the road here”

“That’s the point silly, now raise the ad up high” Linda instructed.

Bob raised a placard he held in his hand, with the word HIT scribbled on it, with a triangle in the middle.

Lyn, I really don’t want to hold up any traffic here

Oh you’ll be peachy Bob, now hold still while I take the shot

The Belcher children swiftly arrived on the scene

“Whoa Mom, you trying to get Dad whacked or something? Louise asked, taking note of the sign Bob was holding

“No, nothing of the sort kids, we’re just trying to move some business along”

“Lyn, come on” Bob said, as a few cars had already stopped dead in their tracks, their drivers aggressively telling him to move off the road.

“Looks to me that the traffic isn’t moving along” said Louise.

“Mom, what’s with the triangle on the sign?” said Tina.

“It requires an eye, like on the corrupt dollar bill” said Gene.

“Now Gene, what did we tell you about not taking the whole root of all evil thing seriously? ” Linda cautioned.

“I will not sleep soundly with a sound mind, my hats are made of tin for a reason. Assure me this is the work of the devil or I will be no angel today”

“Gene, I’m docking your pay for that remark” Linda said, annoyed.

Gene sulked.

“No, really mom, what’s with the triangle?” Tina asked

“It’s pointing to the restaurant, it says hit because that’s what the recent food reviews in the papers called us”. said Linda

” Whoa, whoa, wait Mom…that’s meant to be an arrow from a front angle?” Louise asked, slightly bamboozled.

“Yeah, the idea is we list the name of the street we’re on, take a picture of the road in the town, post it online and then the customers who view it on their apps and whatnot can pinpoint where it is.

Wouldn’t it have made more sense to write the name of the business on the sign? By just having it read ‘here’, you’re not giving it much information

“And if anything, the fact the rival restaurant is right behind him will probably make everyone think he’s advertising THAT” Louise pointed out

“Linda, they’re honking at me” cried out Bob, “I also think one of them’s contemplating stepping out of his car, yep, he’s rolling up his sleeves. The sleeves are rolled. ”

“I think you should give Dad the all clear Mom”

Louise suddenly felt someone tug at her skirt, she peered around and found pocket-size Rudy from school commanding her attention

“Oh, hey Rudy, fancy meeting you here”

“I wanted to give you this” Rudy said, handing Louise a thank you card. Louise read the message aloud.

“Be it small, regular, or large, you make everything feel fun size”

“Oh gee, that’s sweet of him…this is for saving him from those loons who loomed over him at lunch right? ” Tina asked.

“Yeah, thanks short stuff, it was my honour” Louise said, rubbing her hand across Rudy’s hair and scruffiying it up a tad.

“Aw, my little angel’s looking out for all her little cupcakes that begin with the same name”

“Don’t read into it Mom” Louise said, trying to cover her tracks. Linda gave her a knowledgeable stare, respecting her daughter’s desire to keep her true feelings for a Rudy of the regular kind private.

“Linda, for god’s sake, just write the address on the sign next time” Bob said

“Ok Bob, come away from the traffic, the kids have gotten me to change my mind”

Bob walked back, apologizing profusely to the drivers. It had been, however, too late to appease one of them, who had levelled his face with a mean right hook.

“We’re really going to have to hold family meetings if we’re going to plan big boosts for business” Bob said. Linda walked over to him and nursed his black eye.

“I guess this campaign led to a most expected hit” said Tina.

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Bob’s Burgers-Enough Rope

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BOB’S BURGERS:

ENOUGH ROPE

WRITTEN BY ZARIUS


“I want a crack at that whip” Louise remarked as Tina continued to thrust her right arm in a forward motion towards one of the restraint tables, with her brother Gene continuously making whiplash noises.

Their parents, Bob and Linda, walked in, caught sight of what they were doing, and were left bamboozled.

“Tina honey, what are you doing?” Bob asked.

“Just putting in an imaginary shade of grey” Tina said.

Bob instantly understood the reference and became ever so slightly miffed, he turned to Linda.

“Lyn, I told you not to leave that book lying around” he pointed out.

A small breeze briefly touched the back of his neck. He turned around, only to find nothing there. He didn’t give the sensation any further thought

“I already grounded Louise for reading it” Linda said in her defence.

“Yeah, but you know how exotic Tina gets also” Bob replied.

“Oh yeah, the butts thing…there’s a lot of that in there. Silly me” said Linda, realising the error of her ways.

“I want a crack at the whip next” said Gene.

“No dice, I promised our client I’d keep him male” said Tina.

“What kind of girl doesn’t want to make a man out of me?” asked Gene.

“Tina, let your brother fantasise about a woman in that position” said Linda

“Don’t encourage this behaviour Lyn” Bob said.

“Oh where is my head today…I know where it is, it needs to be where the dishes are, come on Bob you can help out”

“Lyn, you’re avoiding the subject, you think they’re going to cut this out? It’s a project to them, they’re going to COMMIT”

“Just let them whip it out of their system, nobody’s getting hurt”

“My client is, and he enjoys it.” Tina replied.

“That’s nice dear; good customer feedback is what we like to hear in real life too”

“Is this real life, or is this fantasy?” Bob joked.

“Dishes Bob” said Linda.

As Bob took in the greasy plates left on the far right of the bar, he noticed a young puckish boy staring intently upwards outside.

“Rudy?” said Bob, and wandered towards the front door to see what was going on.

“Hey, Mr. Belcher” said Rudy.

“Rudy, why are you staring up at Louise’s window?” Bob asked

“I’m thinking of a way to climb up”

“Seriously, like in ‘Clarissa Explains it All?'” Bob asked.

“Bobby, the dishes” said Linda.

“In a minute Lyn” said Bob.

“What’s ‘Clarissa Explains It All?'” asked Rudy

“Don’t you watch late night Nick?” asked Bob.

“Louise is always telling me I’d never last past midnight” said Rudy.

“Why do you want to climb up to Louise’s window?”

“I heard she was grounded, we were supposed to play some games at my place, thought I’d come to her instead”

“Why not just invite yourself in? You’ve been in our home upstairs before”

“Mrs. Belcher didn’t want Louise to talk to anyone today. Could you maybe convince her?”

“She’s a little too busy at the moment son..besides, even if you wanted to see her, Louise’s window is closed”

“I know, I want to get her attention somehow so she’ll open the window”

“Then how will you get up?”

“She could hand me a rope or something” Rudy explained.

Bob chuckled.

“I really think you need to think this through Rudy, this sort of thing rarely works outside of the movies”

“You think I’ll be too big for the rope to sustain?”

“Well you said it” Bob replied.

“The whole thing’s not worth talking if that window just remains shut” Rudy replied.

Bob picked up a couple of small pebbles on the ground.

“Here, chuck one of these at it, this used to work for me all the time when I wanted to hang out with my friends” Bob replied.

Rudy tossed one as far as he could, but it barely reached the intended target, falling back down at the half-way mark.

“Put a little more energy into it Rudy, like this” Bob said, hurtling his own stone.

A thunderous thud and an alarmingly harsh crack could be heard.

“Oh swell move there buddy” came a voice from behind them. Bob and Rudy turned around, and were greeted by Louise, holding a bag of sweets in her hand.

“It was your Dad” Rudy said.

“Yeah, but you encouraged the madness”

“Louise, what are you doing out here? You’re grounded” said Bob.

“Yeah, I snuck out while Tina was putting on her shady show” Louise revealed.

Bob suddenly realised where the chill that pierced the back of his neck came from earlier. While he and Linda watched Tina’s imaginary sex show, Louise had managed to creep past them and quickly slip through the door. The weather was particularly breezy so it caused a draft.

“Tina got that idea from you didn’t she?”

“You and Mom were too busy today to nip out to the store to get us our Wednesday intake of sugary goodness, so I stepped in using my knowledge of the ‘grey area’ to give Tina and Gene something to do to hold your attention”

“Yeah, well I’m going to have to confiscate those and ground all three of you for pulling that stunt” said Bob

“Yeah, and if you do, I’ll tell Mom you broke my window” said Louise.

“Oh you play this game way too well” said Bob, deflated and defeated.

“Tina’s putting on something shady? A slim chance I could see it?” said Rudy.

“Not for your innocent eyes little buddy” said Louise, grabbing his hand and pouring some sweets into it.

“Thanks” he said.

“I heard the whole thing by the way…you wanted me to hand you a rope? You abuse yourself way too much as it is” she joked.

“Or maybe the ‘Tangled’ thing” Bob asked.

“Hey, I value my hair just the same as the hat on my head” said Louise.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t want to pull it so hard it’d tear off”

“Make me an instantaneous skinhead? Worth it” Louise replied.

“OK, OK, I’ll sneak you back in Louise, but you’re still paying a small price. Rudy, go home, you can see her at school tomorrow”

“Yes sir. Thanks for the sweets Louise”

“Thanks for being sweet enough to come ’round buddy” Louise replied, nudging him on the shoulder.

As he left, Bob instructed Louise to stick closely to his back as he walked back into the restaurant, where Tina was going into overdrive on her ‘client’

“Aw look Bobby, she’s trying to earn a bonus” said Linda, beaming proudly at the fictitious feat.

“I suppose she’s not really scarring anyone except herself with this” Bob replied.

“Crack that thing quick and hard girl” said Linda

“Yeah, crack it like a window” joked Bob.

“Give yourself enough rope Dad…” Louise whispered devilishly.

Bob’s Burgers-Keep The Sky Close

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BOB’S BURGERS:

KEEP THE SKY CLOSE

Contains spoilers for the episode “Earsy Rider”

The trek home was proving to be a daunting task for Tina and Gene as they tried to keep their youngest sibling in check.

Twice she had attempted to storm back over to where she had lost her ears and scream raw and rudely at the heavens, begging whatever God might exist to bring the upstart bully Logan back to the spot and surrender his prize back to her.

She felt like the heavens were falling.

As they walked up the road, Louise kept her hands firmly pressed down on her head; covering her exposed hair and trying not to look any familiar street dweller with direct eye contact in case they recognized her and became curious as to why she had suddenly parted ways with her ears.

The walk back to her father’s business, and their home, was paved with excruciating detours as she cut in and out of alleyways and behind dumpsters to avoid the other kids coming home from school, especially the ones with the sort of mouths that would let loose all kinds of gossip if they caught sight of her.

“You’re making it feel like Mordor, stop souring my homecoming experience” cried Gene, himself getting perturbed with Louise’s behaviour.

“Gene’s got a point Louise, trying to avert attention is only going to draw people to you” said Tina in agreement.

“If they want to talk shop, I’ll be sure to talk smack when I know who they are” Louise snapped back, “Until then, leave me be, I’ve got a rescue mission to strategize”

“You can’t be comfortable in a position like that, why don’t you sit down and meditate a bit over what you’re going to do” advised Tina.

Louise lifted all but three fingers off her hair before anxiously pinning them back down to her head again. Her anxiety levels were so high she couldn’t contemplate life without something above her ears.

A piece of her was missing. Without it, she couldn’t sooth her soul.

She took in deep breaths, but this only resulted in her holding in her breath in hopes she could pass out rather than live with this kind of pain any longer. Gene and Tina had to help her to her feet several times as she staggered and swayed from side to side, almost spilling over into the road and into the midst of traffic.

“Ok, we’re taking the bus the rest of the way, you sit here and we’ll check for the times they’re usually due” said Tina, resting Louise on a seat.

“Just leave me to drift out with the rest of the tide” said Louise, refusing even to spread her arms over the seat.

As she looked up at the clouds, her wild imagination was strangely passive, as abstract imagery formed in her mind’s eye.

Clouds that would, to her, normally take the shape of a fist hitting a face or pulling the hair out of a wild ogre in Logan’s likeness were instead replaced with tiny pin drops and whirlpools. All this accompanied by strange music.

In the corner of her eye, she spotted the source. It was Rudy, his headphones plugged into his ears, with concert hall music playing at full blast.

Louise was slightly annoyed at the sound levels, but she couldn’t pry a hand off her hair to tap him on the shoulder and plead him to cut out the commotion.

Rudy suddenly glimpsed her next to him, and could read from her face she was troubled.

“Louise, hey, I’m sorry if I was disturbing you” said Rudy as he took his earphones off and switched off his walkman.

“Hey, I’m good buddy, don’t worry” said Louise, trying to make it look as if she was more relaxed.

Rudy was concerned, he could read her expressions and tell that she was far from calm.

“You waiting for something?” he asked

“Yeah, a bus” Louise replied.

“You sound more like you need closure on something” said Rudy.

“Closure? Me? My life’s pretty open-ended at this age” insisted Louise.

“What happened to your ears?” asked Rudy.

“I didn’t feel like wearing them” lied Louise.

“You’re missing them though, I’m guessing you didn’t part with them on purpose” he said.

“Promise you won’t go about telling people about this?” said Louise.

“I’d probably be too busy hyperventilating to utter a word” joked Rudy, in relation to his asthma.

“I wish you wouldn’t joke about that dear, it’s more serious than what’s not on my head” cautioned Louise.

“Hey, laugh in the face of fear is my motto” said Rudy.

“You saying I’m scared now?” joked Louise.

“You sound short of breath” said Rudy

“Yeah, well my recent experience today took the wind out of my sails. Once I calm down, I should be alright. I just can’t get over what happened” Louise confessed.

“Well, I’m sure you’ll find a way to resolve it in your own time, here, let me make time for you now, let me make it a bit better” Rudy said, and placed his hands behind Louise’s head, lifting it ever so slightly and forming two bunny ears with his middle fingers

“Ok, spread those wings” he said.

Louise smiled, and slowly raised her two arms off her head, she relaxed and looked back at the clouds.

“The music you were playing…that was what they call ‘absolute music’ wasn’t it?” she said

“Yeah, it’s some boring arrangement for our music class, I’d rather listen to trash metal” said Rudy.

“No, no, it’s good, it’s always good to have nothing normal going on up here, that was just a nicer kind of abnormal” Louise confessed.

“Is that what you need right now? Because you sound like you want to kick ass, not listening to music that sucks ass” said Rudy.

“The hard knocks can wait ’till tomorrow, you mind walking me home so long as you can keep your own little ‘ears’ waggling behind me until we get there?” she asked, placing a hand tenderly on his own.

“Sure thing” said Rudy.

She got up just as Tina and Gene made their way back and before long Louise was walking home clutching Tina and Gene’s hands with Rudy keeping his fingers above her head as promised.

He’d also, at Louise’s request, given her his MP3 player and headphones.

As she walked back home, her family and best friend beside her, she looked upwards again at the clouds and allowed the abstract to make the most of her abnormal day.

All while her angel kept to his word, keeping the sky close to his hands, and preventing the heavens from coming down.

Bob’s Burgers-Play For Today

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BOB’S BURGERS

PLAY FOR TODAY


Linda was eager to put together a big lunch for a social function she was attending that day, an alternative to the burgers Bob was supplying.

Variety was always, for her, the extra spice you gave to life after all.

Twenty or so vanilla cream egg rolls ought to suffice” she thought, and promptly entered the kitchen to set about her project.

She assembled the necessary ingredients, she sorted out the vanilla cream and butter waiting for her in the fridge, she hard boiled the eggs, and she took out a fresh loaf to prepare.

Only one thing was missing.

Make that several.

The tools required to spread the magic.

She looked everywhere, in all of the cupboards. Not a trace.

She walked out of the kitchen and came to the lounge, where a peculiar sight greeted her.

Her youngest daughter, the ever unpredictable firecracker Louise, was crouched down on the floor holding something in her hand that looked familiar.

On the sofa was the cutlery that had gone missing from the kitchen.

“Louise honey, what are you doing?” Linda asked

“Putting on a show” a frank Louise revealed.

“With the kitchen knives?” Linda asked.

Louise nodded.

Linda saw that she was playing with a salt shaker.

“Careful not to get that over the sofa honey” said Linda.

“Relax mom, I emptied the salt out before I started” Louise revealed.

Linda knelt down beside her, trying to work out what her play was about.

“Oh I get it, the knives represent gang members, it’s a big bloody brawl right? That sort of thing is always your kind of scene isn’t it?”

Louise laughed

“No Mom, it’s nothing like that, it’s a comedy drama”

“Comedy drama?” said Linda, a little surprised.

“The little salt shaker is the pushover who has to overcome the might of our main hero, the sharpest tool in the shed”

“The shed?”

“That’s what I’m calling the sofa” Louise revealed, “It’s like a big cage where the meanest and maddest fighters come together”

“Ah, so it is a brawl then?” Linda asked.

“It starts off with that, but it’s a lot more personal than that” Louise explained.

“Really?” Linda asked.

“See, the sharpest tool in the shed has a weakness that’s known only to her and the salt shaker” Louise revealed.

Linda smiled.

“This tool’s a ‘she’ eh? I get where this is going, aw”

“Yeah, well if you can put that together, the rest of the math you do will be a cakewalk”

“Honey, who do you want to put this play on in front of?” Linda asked.

“I’d rather just keep this one to myself, its good therapy to the sick thoughts going on in my head at the moment” said Louise.

Linda grew concerned.

“Oh my floppy eared favourite, what’s wrong? You’re not thinking of dicing yourself are you?”

“No, no Mom, it’s the other kind of ‘sick’ I’m used to” Louise explained.

“Oh” Linda said, sighing in relief.

“Anyway, the little shaker is just that. He’s a shaker. He thinks he’s tough; he wants to let everyone know it, but the sharpest tool? She knows him inside out, she’s been there when he was humbled one time in a kickball incident, and he went down hard. He doesn’t let the experience show, but some of it is evident on his face”

“Honey, the shaker doesn’t have a face, its clear glass”

“Now you see the horrors of what kickball does to you” said Louise in a cold and foreboding voice.

“Oh, this is horrifying, I’m hooked” said an enthusiastic Linda.

“The sharpest tool wants to end this quickly, so she can advance to the next stage in the game, so she makes sure to tackle him quick and make sure when he lands, it’s as gently as possible. She wants him humbled, but not hurt, she tells him to take care”

“So how does the play end for him?”

“It’s an ongoing journey, he knows he’s outmatched by the sharpest tool in the shed, but that won’t deter him from learning from her…and she’s sort of impressed by that, she has to be, she likes him a lot”

Linda could now sense what this was all about.

“Honey, what got you into this sort of thing? It had to have been recent” said Linda.

“Just something that occurred to me after a birthday lately” Louise said.

“Oh I get it” Linda said, smiling.

She got up, dusted herself off and turned to walk back out of the room.

“Honey, mommy needs those knives back soon, you finish up and I’ll give you one of the leftover sandwiches I’m making up for my social, ok?”

“Make sure you use the sharpest tool there is when you do” Louise revealed.

“I might even put some salt on the rolls as well, don’t want your little shaker to feel left out” Linda replied.

Louise smiled.

“Thanks mom, I don’t feel as sick anymore, a bit, but not much”

Linda nodded, not wanting to say what was on the tip of her brain next.

She kept that to herself.

She remembered what that recent birthday was.

It was Rudy’s.

He had wanted to spend the day having everyone who attended the party help him put on a play he had written with finger puppets, only to be dragged into an incident that saw them make off with a bouncy castle and it ultimately got everyone detained. Louise felt so bad about the incident she ultimately helped a distraught Rudy put on the play.

As Linda left the room, she pondered the clarity she was holding back from her daughter.

Honey, you’re not sick, you’re in love”

Bobs Burgers-The First Domino

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BOB’S BURGERS

THE FIRST DOMINO

At the breakfast table, the Belchers were discussing the day before, a day where a decision had been made, a vow taken by the youngest of them.

“So this is a bit of a turning point isn’t it?” said Bob

“Definitely” replied Louise to her father.

“No more turkeys, even for thanksgiving?” Louise’s older sister Tina added as she poured cereal into each of the children’s bowls.

“Gene would you like milk with that?” said Tina.

Gene shook his head.

“If she’s off turkeys, I’m off what they produce” said Gene

“Gene, milk comes from cows, not turkeys” Linda noted

“UNNATURAL SELECTION” Gene snapped back.

“A Belcher promise is a guarantee…or your money back” Louise continued.

“Louise, we don’t pay you to eat” Bob replied

“You don’t even pay me to serve” Louise countered.

“Yeah, well, explain your allowance then” Bob replied.

“That’s not earned is it? That’s just something you’re obligated to give me until I grow out of it. Same with bus passes”

“Louise, who said you could have a bus pass?” Linda said.

“Regular Sized Rudy has one” Louise replied, taking scooping up some of Gene’s cereal with a spoon and consuming the dry golden grahams

“Hey, this tastes better without milk” Louise noted.

“As some other God intended” Gene replied.

“Honey, Rudy has specific needs” Linda replied.

“What about mine? “ Louise argued, “The change I use on the bus ought to go to a big bag of Starburst”

“Louise, you’ve only ever been on a bus twice this year, everywhere else Mom and Dad drive you….” replied Tina

“…Crazy” added Gene.

“Yeah, they do” Louise added.

“This is just a phase honey, come next year you’ll be in the spirit for it again” Linda assured her.

“Yeah, but the spirit of adventure is what it’s all about now isn’t it?” Louise argued, “If we don’t have that in our lives every year, eating turkey rather than tackling one is going to feel like a step down”

“Bob, did you give Rudy your Donna Summer cd?” Linda said, having gotten up to look through her and Bob’s music collection.

“Yeah, I sort of insisted on it” Bob revealed.

“We seem to be giving him a lot of hand outs lately…Louise, didn’t you give him your Freezer Dome belt?” Tina asked.

Louise rubbed her right shoulder tensely.

“How’d you know about that?” she asked.

“He took a fetching photo of himself wearing it. With feather boas. I may have forced him into it, but you have no evidence other than my confession, which may be a lie to cover up the idea he has peculiar notions of fashion sense different from mine” said Gene.

“Yeah, everybody at school’s already heard about that bird feathering himself” said Louise, scooping up more of Gene’s cereal.

“Louise, why’d you give him the belt? He was the first person you eliminated, and with virtually no effort required” said Tina.

“I don’t know, I guess I kind of liked that he insisted on his toughness and that he was willing to try his hand at it rather than cave in. Guy’s the most well-meaning wuss I know, he’s not satisfied with being the first domino you tip over y’know? He wants to mean something more than that” Louise explained.

“He’s your sweet little cupcake isn’t he?” Linda replied.

“MOM” Louise yelled

“Hey, your words not mine and I was there remember?” Linda replied.

“Wow, Louise actually called him her cupcake?” Bob replied

“I was emphasising just how much of a wimp he was” Louise replied.

“And what about you calling him ‘sweet little Rudy’ huh?” Linda responded, clasping both her hands as the warm and enticing notions of sentiment between her little princess and the pint sized ace with asthma gave her stomach butterflies.

“You won’t live to see the end if you bring that up again” snapped Louise

“Alright, you’ve gone from talking turkey to acting like one. Your room Louise, go there, now” ordered Bob.

“Fine” Louise said, and stomped out of the kitchen and headed towards her room.

As soon as she was clear of her family, she permitted herself a wry and humbling smile.

He is my sweet little cupcake isn’t he?” she thought, before her outer adolescence let out a couple of barely audible curse words as she condemned herself for the very thought

Bob’s Burgers-Rude Health

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BOB’S BURGERS

RUDE HEALTH

WRITTEN BY ZARIUS

Disclaimer: Bob’s Burgers and all characters are trademarked by 20th Century Fox

Note: This fic is set after “The Kids Rob A Train”

Linda Belcher savoured the moment as her husband came downstairs; she approached him with a blindfold in hand and wrapped it around his head.

“Lin, is this really necessary?” he said

“Shush now Bobby, let the mystery tale hold” his wife replied, and shoved him into the kitchen.

“Are we in the kitchen? Lyn, I shouldn’t be blindfolded in here. What if I put my hand on the stove by accident?”

“Oh just keep your hands by your sides and I’ll tell you when you can raise them” suggested Linda as she put on a pair of mittens and opened up the oven door to take something out of it.

Bob heard something clatter down on a table, he was tempted to peek but opted not to.

Linda took the mittens off and took something off the tray she had removed from the oven and placed it beneath Bob’s nose.

“Ok, now we play the game” Linda said gleefully.

“What game Lin? I just got done playing this sort of thing” Bob said, referring to the wine tasting incident on the train they were only a few hours removed from.

Linda continued to dance merrily around Bob, hoping he would identify the aroma coming from the item in her hand.

“Come on, guess what it is and you’ll get a treat” Linda insisted.

“It smells…like a cow just had some minty perfume put on it. That is mint right? Yeah, yeah a hint of mint in there…Lyn, can’t I just taste it?” Bob asked

“Not just yet”

“Well whatever it is, it’s got your mint cream touch all over it…that probably came out wrong” Bob said.

“Well you clearly recognize my handiwork, alright Bobby, now you can taste it” Linda said, and stuffed the item in Bob’s mouth.

Bob felt a sweetening sensation as he chewed down.

“This is definitely a burger…but it tastes like it’s been dipped in the chocolate from the train” Bob said, “I licked some of that off the kid’s clothes when they went for a bath”

“You did? Oh that’s gross” said Bob and Linda’s young scallywag of a daughter Louise as she came into the kitchen with Tina and Gene.

“It wasn’t gross actually, it was mildly surprising…and mild is about as exciting as it gets for me” Bob said.

“So what are you screwing up for dessert this week Mom?” asked Louise.

“Kids, put these burgers out, they’re free for all the customers to take. There’s only seven or eight of them so you can only permit one to each that’s interested in them. That way it’s all fair” Linda instructed.

“Mom, I can’t, Rudy’s here. What if he takes a bite?” said Louise in protest.

“Great, that’ll be another treat for him then” said Linda

“You don’t understand Mom, Rudy has an allergic reaction to chocolate, he comes off in a rash” Louise explained.

“Aw my little angel’s worried about a boy Bobby” said Linda, leaning on Bob’s shoulder.

“Wow, it’s good to know you’re looking out for him” said Bob.

“Oh please, he totally took advantage of it. Little jerk pretended it was a fatal allergy” noted a ticked off Louise.

“He feigned death to remind us that life is worth living” added Tina.

“There is poetry in pranking” added Gene.

“Oh will you two shut up, he scared me senseless when he did that. So rude” snapped Louise.

“Aw, you were scared? And here I thought you liked that big boy Logan, or the member of that boy band” said Linda.

“Welcome a trinity of choice into your life dear sister” said Tina, “Let them occupy your every waking thought until they too tire out, that is when you turn to the flock of Zombies, so they can take up the burden of your worn-down head”

“I don’t think of Rudy that way” protested Louise.

“What did I tell you about waiting for the right age to start thinking a bit clearer about these things?” said Linda.

“Oh pipe down, I gotta go serve him something…maybe a coke, can I Mom? A can of coke?” Louise said.

Linda tossed her a coke can; she went up to Rudy’s table and poured the contents of the can into a nearby cup.

“A little refreshment for you right there” she said, “Can I get you anything else?”

“Bob’s Brownies” Rudy said.

“Bob’s what?” said Louise.

“Brownies. You know the chocolate burgers. I saw the promotional ad in the paper. Free of charge. Couldn’t pass it up”

“Mom labelled the chocolate burgers ‘Bob’s Brownies’? But that’s what Mom calls whatever dad leaves in the bathroom” revealed Louise.

“Oh gross…really?” said Rudy.

“Totally” said Louise.

“Is that like a critique of your dad’s cooking?” Rudy asked.

“No, no she loves the burgers…I don’t know, you think it’s subliminal? Like that’s what she’s really thinking maybe?”

“She might need help there” Rudy replied.

“I’ve been saying that for years” joked Louise.

“I was joking by the way; about the burgers…I don’t want any. I just came over to apologize for weirding you out with my phony reaction”

“Yeah, don’t scare me like that, ok. I got really upset…just like the time you didn’t tell me about your inhaler. I like looking out for you, don’t shut me out when I can offer you a hand” Louise said, placing her right hand on Rudy’s shoulder.

Roody clapped her hand and smiled, “In that case, you’re best pouring that coke down the sink, and I tend to get the runs pretty quickly when I drink that brand”

“See, was that so hard to tell me before you go potty?” Louise joked.

As the two shared a healthy and hearty laugh, the Belchers looked on proudly.

“I think our little lioness is going to give someone a mighty strong cub one day…once she settles on which one she wants” noted Linda.

“The circle of life, and it moves us all, can you feel the love tonight…” Tina said, quoting from one of her favourite movies.

“And here’s MY little secret…I killed Mufasa” added Gene, doing the same, only not quite using the appropriate quotes for the situation.

“Linda, did you really name my burgers after my bathroom business?” asked Bob.

“I was short on time, so I recycled” said Linda.

“That kind of sounds like a critique…you sure you don’t want to be honest with yourself? ‘Cause it sounds an awful lot like you don’t think you did a good job and you’re just putting my name on it to distract from the fact others may not take to it” said Bob.

“Do you think I did a good job?” said Linda.

“Well, yeah, they tasted alright I guess…”

“Then your name being on them is your seal of approval” said Lynda.

“Shouldn’t you have waited ’till you got my endorsement before putting my name on them to endorse them?” Bob continued.

Tina and Gene sensed this could go on all day and hastily retreated, all while Louise and Rudy talked shop about school and what life was generally like in the concrete jungle for the restlessly young cubs.

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