Chapter 1

It was a typical Texas day at the Hill's residence. Peggy was practicing her Spanish while burning some pancakes, Bobby spent the hour trying to break dance, and Hank watched his son in horror.

"What did I do to deserve this?" asked Hank quietly to himself.

"What was that, dad?" interrupted Bobby.

"Oh, nothing." Hank said with reassurance.

Bobby gave a half smile to Hank then said his famous catchphrase, "Okay, dad." Bobby quickly zoned out then continued to break dance.

Meanwhile, Peggy was placing the final touches to her butchered breakfast for her hillbilly kinfolk. To help further improve her Spanish speaking skills, she announced that breakfast was ready in the foreign language. Unfortunately, Peggy was mediocre at Spanish so she said, "Por favor como mi sopa y libro." translating to, "Please eat my soup and books."

Since neither Hank nor Bobby spoke Spanish, let alone could barely speak English, they had no idea what she said. But the two could smell the potent scent of smoke which suggested that breakfast was ready. Bobby dashed to the dining room as swift as a jack rabbit and Hank followed slowly behind in a waltzing motion.

While the three were seated in the dining room, the doorbell rang throughout the entire house, filling the ears of the Hill's.

"Bwaah!" shouted Hank, "What's that spooky noise?"

"I think someone's at the door, dad." replied Bobby.

Hank walked towards the front door while simultaneously covering his ears. He opened the door handsomely then proceeded to scream.