Chapter 6: Jobs and Discoveries Part 1

"Doctor Beatles? Doctor Beatles, are you okay?"

Wally opened his eyes slowly as he started to gain full consciousness. He could see the blurriness of the woman before him.

"What? Where am I?"

"You fainted during the pregnancy, doctor," The woman answered frankly.

His eyes grew wide in remembrance as he sat up in shock, "What the crud-?"

"It's okay," The nurse smiled, "Some of the best doctors have these days. You've just been working too hard…if you don't mind me saying, Sir."

Why did this girl seem so familiar?

Wally rubbed his palms firmly against the back of his head.

"Can I get you something? Would you like some time off? You did work pretty much 24/7 last week…and the week before that…and the week before that…and-"

As the nurse continued to speak, Wally seemed to zone out of the conversation in his own thoughts.

Even fainting did not get him back to his normal time. That was not really his true intentions of fainting but he was still amazed that he did not wake up his own self.

He hated his older self and he wished he could just return to being a kid. He did not want to be a dad, have a job, or be an adult. He just wanted to be able to be his age again, relax, watch wrestling, and play video games.

What even happened? Why were Wally and Kuki adults? Was it some kind of villain…or something different?

"Dr. Beatles?" The woman stared at him, cocking her brow at him.

"What?" Wally asked as he shook his thoughts away.

"Did you want some time off, Sir?" The nurse bit her lip, appearing nervous and afraid.

Sir? Wally had never been called that before. It felt odd.

Wally smiled at the thought of no school or work and a free day to do what ever it is he wanted.

"Sure!" He smirked.

"R-Really? Okay then…I'll tell the boss that you're finally taking a break."

Finally?

"Sonya, we need you stat!" cried one of the other doctors.

The blonde headed nurse gave a nod.

"Well, have a good day!" She called as she ran to the doctor's aid.

Wally stared after her, silently, as she sped off.

Who was that cruddy girl anyways? She looked so familiar…

Wally did not even waste the time to try to think anymore.

"I need a soda," Wally said aloud as he stalked out of the hospital.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" Hoagie wondered as he stalked inside the dark room.

He bit his lip in nervousness.

He did not like the idea of going to an adult job that he had not been to before. Sure, it was only just a repair shop but he still did not like the thought of having to work on something for adults rather than something kids could use to fight adults.

"Well, it is about time you showed up."

Hoagie halted in his tracks as he heard that adult voice speak.

"Y-yeah, I just-", Hoagie whipped his head back at the person that was eyeing him.

Hoagie's eyes grew as he saw the recognizable looking, man, "Numbuh 35-I-I mean, Bartie? Is that you?"

"Ha, that is very funny as usual for your jokes," Bartie spoke, un-amused, "Now could you help me out here? We already had someone come in."

"Why are you working here? Since when do you enjoy the mechanical stuff?"

"You don't have to enjoy mechanics to be working at them, besides, it doesn't take that much work to fix up cars," Bartie explained as he picked up a metal, red toolbox.

Obviously, for him to think such things it must not have been a successful business for them…unless he remembered something about his childhood that he was not showing.

"Wait, cars? You mean this isn't anything else but cars?" Hoagie questioned in surprise and a bit of disappointment.

"Puh, not with the money we make," Bartie answered as he took a tire off a car, "What's with you today anyways? Did you get amnesia or is it another one of your jokes?"

Hoagie quickly pondered on a response, "Heh…uh…well, I just…didn't get much sleep the last couple of days."

Bartie narrowed his eyes at him as he gave a cheesy grin.

"Works for me," Bartie shrugged as he went back to working on the car.

"Phew…" Hoagie sighed lowly in relief, "Hey, is that a Maserati?"

Bartie chortled some, "Yeah, can you believe it? What a grandpa car!"

"Wha-oh, right, I know what you mean."

I wonder what cool cars look like these days…

"Anyways, enough chatting and start working."

"Right…sure thing," Hoagie replied as he grabbed a handful of tools.

This would be a very interesting day.

Abby drove her car steadily down the road, keeping her hands tightly around the wheel and her eyes glued to the road.

Now where would Abby's job be?

She pondered on whether she should call back the person on the phone again.

The last thing she wanted was to blow too much of her cover; after all, her daughter already thought she was most likely a nut. She did not want any adults figuring out something was wrong though.

Can you imagine what would happen if any evil adults found out she was actually a kid? She knew it would be too risky to do that.

Just then, a beeping sound overcame her eardrums.

She lifted one eyebrow in wonder as she glanced at the tiny screen inside her car.

It appeared to be some sort of miniature television placed above the radio. There was no buttons.

Just as she had to halt on the breaks at a stop light, she brought her finger towards the screen.

Abby pushed the screen with her fingertip, gently as random images showed.

"It looks a lot like my mama's GPS, except bigger…" She stated as she observed it more.

Taking notice of the icon marked 'work', she brought her finger to the button.

"You are now heading towards your work. Please turn right," A female voice exclaimed from the screen.

A smirk formed on her, now adult, lips in success.

Kuki thought to herself as she rid in the back of the limo along side Fanny.

I still cannot believe Wally and I are those bad kinds of parents…I never wanted to be that way! I do not think they are annoying and I love being with them. Kids are great! I am a kid for petey's sake!

"Look, if you are going to be that out of it today, maybe I should do all of the talking. You do not seem like yourself today anyways," Fanny surmised as she stared down at her phone, texting random people.

"Really? That is so sweet of you! …But...what are we working on lately?"

Fanny rolled her eyes at her boss's new "density" of mind.

"Today, the schedules include: papers that need to be signed, deciding whether or not to get rid of that new, non-profit rainbow monkey park, and-"

"Rainbow monkey park? !" Kuki squealed with excitement, "You mean that I'm in charge of rainbow monkey stuff?"

Fanny stared at her with bewilderment then slapped her palm over her forehead, "What has happened to yah? Of course, we have rainbow monkey stuff! You're in charge of the Rainbow Monkey Corporation, duh!" She shouted, keeping a frown plastered on her face, "Did you hit ye head or somethin'?"

The Rainbow Monkey Cor-Eep! I must be dreaming because this is a dream come true! Okay, try not to be too excited, Kuki, and try to concentrate.

"Umm…Y-yeah, that's what it was! I just hit my head. I should be back to normal soon though…hehehe," She grinned cheesy as her assistant.

Fanny grimaced, "Oi….this is gonna be a long day…"

Kuki could not help but smile in a daze as she looked outside the car window.

What could be a better future? Well, besides the fact of her children, everything seemed great! Of course, Fanny looks a bit meaner…and she works a lot…but it is with rainbow monkeys! Every little girl's dream was now a reality for Kuki Sanban.

The limo came to a stop as Francine Fulbright gave an exasperating sigh, "We're here."

Kuki yelped in enthusiasm as she leapt out of the car.

She could not wait to get to work.

After finally arriving to the building and parking her car, Abby stalked inside in search for her office of work.

Wow…there is a lot of rooms in this place.

"Good morning, Ms. Lincoln," An older woman welcomed as she sat at the far right of the first room, filing paperwork while sitting at a very large desk.

"Uh…hey…"

"Can I help you with anything?" She questioned, looking straight into Abby's brown eyes.

"Yeah, uh…can yah tell me where Abby's supposed to be? She had a long night last night and-"

"It's understood. I know how you are," She responded, not at all shocked that Abby was clueless, "It will be at the top as usual. After all, you are the boss."

"Boss? Oh, heh, riiight…well, uh thanks!" She replied cautiously as she entered the elevator.

The woman shook her head, mumbling under her breath, "It happens every time…"

Abigail wondered just what she was meaning but, before she could even ask, the doors to the elevator instantly closed.

She set her eyes at all of the floor numbers and her eyes widened some.

She had a long way to go.

"Numbuh 23-I mean, Bartie, my memory has been…not right lately…so, I was just thinking, why do I work here?"

Bartie, not taking his eyes off his work, shook his head, "I told you, ever since you got that divorce, you haven't been the same person. Now, you don't even remember anything anymore."

Hoagie ignored his fellow worker's remark as he proceeded to ask, "Well, why do I work here? Shouldn't I be a rich scientist or the best pilot in the world…or something?"

Out of nowhere, Hoagie could hear laughter surround the room.

Bartie laughed until tears came out of his eyes and then he scoffed, "You? You couldn't fly a plane if your life depended on it!"

The boy, appearing as a man on the outside, stared at him in bewilderment and confusion; yet, irritated to think that he could come across as so incompetent.

"Why not?"

"I admit you do have this strange obsession with airplanes and science but not anything like that! You stopped thinking about that stuff long before even you and Abigail got married!"

"…Why would I do a crazy thing like that?" Hoagie could not believe his ears but he already did not like this future anymore, "I'd have to be plane crazy!" He chuckled lightly at his genius joke.

Bartie grimaced but decided to answer.

"In your teens, you realized how foolish those things were and, since Abigail was not fond of those things either, you dropped them. Abigail instantly got so successful in her job that there was no point for you to bother with your dreams. You married her at a young age, decided that you had a right to have at least somewhat of a job of your own, and you came across this work. You have been working here ever since," The blond explained, fiddling with a few loose screws.

Hoagie continued to watch Bartie, in silence and in dismay.

I gave up all of my dreams and ended up fixing cars in this place?

"There is a bright side…"

"What 'bright side'?" Hoagie questioned, starting to feel some hope.

"At least you aren't married to Abigail anymore."

Hoagie's small smile he was forming slowly dropped in discontent.

That was not what he wanted to hear.

Wait…

Why would it be a good thing that I was not married to Abby anymore?