So, I decided to add another chapter to this one-shot. This event also actually happened to my volleyball coach! But now the season's over, and I miss him a lot. :( The cover picture is of my volleyball team after we went through the regular season undefeated. The deal was that he would wear a tutu if we did...

After being bitten by a mutated spider and fighting a psychotic Lizard Man hell-bent on destroying life as he knew it, Peter had unsurprisingly been much busier than before. Now every common criminal wanted to earn a vestibule of fame by dressing up in an obnoxious costume and commit "themed" crimes. This night in particular had been awful. He had arrested a colorful array of villans including "Evil Sherlock Holmes, Eggman, Hat-man, Roger, and Calender man.

Yes, the villany lately had been deplorable.

After this, his most bizzare patrol night to date, Peter was extremely hungry, Unfortuneately, it was also two a.m. The only thing that was open was a shady waffle house that was open all night and day.

With a shrug of his shoulders, Peter decided it was worth it.

Upon entering the resturant, Peter couldn't help but feel he had made a huge mistake. A diminutive man in a ttan rench coat much too long for him was standing in front of the counter, appaerntly waiting for his order of waffles. The man wore a matching hat that shadowed his face, but he appeared not to notice the newest customer.

Peter slowly walked behind the man, not wanting to initaite ANY conversation. Quick as a whip, the pilled out a bottle filled with a dark, vicous liquid and swigged about half of it. The man took a shuddering breath and resumed his position at the counter.

Peter blinked in surprise. Did that really just happen...?

The man was getting antsier and antsier, rapidly tapping his foot, drumming his fingers on the counter. Peter resisted the urge to ask him if he had somewhere to be.

Finally, the man exploded "This place has awful service!" The man swigged the rest of his liquid, pulled a car stereo out of the depths of his trench coat, and strode out of the resturant.

Peter felt a tap on his shoulder. He whirled around to see a pale white boy in a black cape standing mere inches from his face.

"Do you play Dungeons and Dragons?" the boy near hissed. "We're one person short." Peer had trouble finding his voice.

"Umm, no, no I don't." Peter said quickly. The boy looked peeved.

"Pity!" the boy snarled, and stalked back to a corner, hwere other Emo Vampires were surrouned by what looked like paper work.

By now, Peter was severely creeped out. Were all waffle houses this creepy? Peter hadn't even seen a person at the register. He decided to leave, before things got as weird as his elemtery school...

Please read and review, as well as check out my cousin's story. "Liz- the unknown savior." Have a great spring everybody!