5. Chapter 5 (1/2)

chapter 5

meanwhile, in the smith household, hayley went over to her mom who was vacuuming.

"mom!" she shouted over the roar of the vacuum. "where's your car? i think my laptop's in there!"

"what? francine shouted, puzzled, looking up at her.

"i said…" francine turned of the vacuum so she could hear her daughter clearly. hayley continued. "i asked about your car's location. i think my laptop's in there."

"roger has it." francine answered. "he and klaus took it with them." hayley looked disappointed and sighed.

"okay. i hope roger doesn't do anything bad to it."

"and i hope roger doesn't wreak my car."

"well with roger there's no guarantee."

"true. but we have to hope."

"i hope they come soon."

"me too. let's hope together." and with that, francine continued on vacuuming, and hayley left to get a snack from the kitchen.

"you won't get away with this!" roger shouted. paul chuckled.

"i won't, won't i?" he said.

"no, you won't." paul chuckled again.

"we'll see." the police then came. roger pointed to paul.

"arrest him, officers!" an officer grabbed roger's wrists and handcuffed him. "no, no; don't arrest me. paul's the one that you want." the officer didn't respond, obviously tired of hearing this, paul then noticed klaus in roger's pocket.

"why do you always have my stupid fish in your pocket?!" he demanded to know. the officer took klaus out of the alien's pocket, and handed it to paul.

"thank you." paul thanked.

"he's not your stupid fish." roger shouted at paul. "he's my stupid fish that you stole!"

"that's a lie! you stole him from me. and why do you want this fish so badly, huh?"

"it's complicated! why do you want him so badly?"

"because he's my pet and he was given to me by my friend." he looked at klaus.

"don't worry!" he told him, making sure no one else could hear. "once i kill you, he won't want to steal you, ever!" klaus gulped; feeling sick to his stomach. roger looked at the officers.

"he just wants my fish just so he can kill him." the officers gasped. "once we leave him alone with my fish, he's going to shake him or do something worse."

"so, he's a fish killer?" an officer wanted to know. "like darla from finding nemo?" roger nodded.

"uh-huh! only he's going to kill him on purpose!"

"getting a pet fish just so you can kill it?" another officer piped up. "that's just sick!"

"i know, right?" he then pointed at the declaration of independence in paul's hand. "and there's the declaration of independence!" an officer snorted.

"yeah, right!" he said. "we saw it in your cell. don't lie to us."

"but that wasn't the declaration of independence! that was a copy that he made from a 3d printer."

"do you think we, the police force, are that stupid to not recognize the original from a copy?"

"apparently yes. yes i do think you're that stupid." the officers gasped.

"that's it!" the officer said, red in the face. "for insulting the police, you have extra jail time!"

"noooooooo!" roger screamed as he was being taken away.

"and don't worry!" paul called after them. "i'll take real good care of the fish!" klaus saw his evil grin and the evil glint in his eye. he gulped.

i got to fix this. klaus thought to himself. he jumped himself out of paul's hand and pushed the declaration out of his grasp.

"hey!" paul said. klaus began to push the document towards an officer. an officer noticed this and gasped in amazement.

"well, would you take a look at that." he said. the other officers noticed this. klaus pushed it towards the closet officer's feet, and pushed into his feet.

"oliver!" the officer who first noticed klaus told him. "i think the fish wants to show you something." oliver nodded in disbelief and bent down to pick it up.

"don't!" paul shouted. oliver looked at him.

"why don't you want oliver to look at it?" an officer asked. "is there something you want to hide from us, the police?"

"it's personal."

"if it's personal, oliver will not say it out loud. it'll be safe with him, but apparently, there might be something fishy going on here if this fish is acting fishy." he turned to oliver. "read it, oliver."

oliver nodded and was about to read it when paul ran and butted him in the groin. the officers gasped and helped him up.

"what is it with butting people to the ground today?" an officer questioned.

"after him!" another officer demanded, who was the police chief. he pointed at the running paul. the officer who cuffed roger went to his car with him. another officer picked up klaus.

"hey!" he called. "you forgot your fish!" he ran after the others.

"stay here." roger's officer told him. he shoved him into his car and ran off. roger looked at the door, which was still ajar. he laughed to himself.

"stupid officer." he was about to go out when the officer came back.

"sorry." he apologized. "i forgot to shut the door." he shut the door and locked it. he ran off.

"darn it!" roger cursed. "i'm missing all of the action!" he moved to the back seat so he could see out of the back window.

"you'll never get me officers!" paul yelled as he ran into a busy street with the officers chasing him. paul laughed and laughed. he wasn't watching where he was going and a car was headed straight towards him. he turned and screamed as the car rammed into him. the car stopped and paul fell to the ground. officers ran to the fallen paul. the man who was driving the car was none other then dan! he honked and pulled down his window of the stolen car.

"hey!" he shouted. "can't you watch where you're going?" an old lady ran to the officer.

"excuse me." she told him. she pointed to the car. "i was just leaving from my sewing circle with my girls, when i noticed that guy driving away in my car."

"don't worry, ma'am." the officer assured her. "i'll handle this." dan noticed the police officer.

"shoot!" he cursed. he was about to drive off when the officer ran to him.

"you better step out of the car." he warned dan. "i already saw you. it's

useless to drive away." dan sighed and got out. the police officer shoved him to the car and cuffed his wrists behind him.

an officer picked up the declaration.

"don't!" paul managed to say before fainting. the officer unraveled it and read it. his eyes grew huge. he looked at his companions.

"that guy might be telling the truth." he told them. "let's go to the station and compare." the other officers nodded. the officer bent down to paul. "is he going to make it?" the officer examining paul looked at him and nodded.

"i think so." he replied. "but we need to take him to the hospital." the chief stood up.

"okay joseph. you and some of the others take him to the hospital and the rest of us will go back to the station." joseph nodded and he and some other officers helped paul to his feet. the chief then noticed who was operating the car that hit paul. the officer who cuffed dan looked at him.

"and you are going back to the slammer." he told him. "don't worry; we'll put a guard on you 24/7, to make sure you never try to

eak out again." dan gave a fake smile.

"great!" he said in a sarcastic tone. he took him away.

"hey!" the officer that had klaus shouted. "do you want your fish?" but it was too late, the officer with paul already left in his police car. the officer shrugged. oh well, i'll give it to him when he gets out." and with that, he went to his car.

the officer that had dan, opened up the passenger door that had roger already in it. he looked at dan.

"hey, man!" roger said. "how it going? killed anybody lately?" dan snarled at him when he was shoved in. "uh, officer? are you sure you want to place me with a murderer?"

"don't worry," the officer told him. "i can look at you two through the rearview mirror; i'll make sure you don't get murdered in my car."

"but shouldn't you keep your eyes on the road? you're a police officer; you should know that." the officer nodded.

"you're right." he agreed. he looked around. all of the other police cars were gone. "but all of the other cars are already gone. so, hopefully, you won't get murdered so that i don't have to wipe off all the blood." he shut the door and went to the driver's seat.

"you know," roger spoke to dan. "this is what you get for betraying me before." dan glared at him.

"shut up." was his only response.

"okay," the police chief began when they were back at the station in his office. the officer that had roger held him firmly, so he wouldn't get away. dan was in his jail cell with a guard keeping a sharp eye on him. next to the chief was someone from the archives. on the desk were the two declarations. "the moment of truth is here." he pointed to the guy next to him. "this is robert."

"hello!" robert greeted with a friendly wave.

"hi, robert!" the officers and roger greeted back.

"and robert's from the national archives." the chief continued. "he worked there for forty years, staring when he was 17. so he knows what the declaration looks like." the chief looked at robert. "so, robert, tell us. which of these is the real declaration of independence and which one is the fake." robert looked at the two declarations. it didn't take long for him to choose. he picked up the fake.

"it's this one." he told them. everyone did surprised gasps.

"are you sure, robert?" the chief asked. robert looked at him, and hesitated like it pained him to do it. finally, he nodded.

"i'm completely sure." he replied. "i know a fake from a mile away." the chief shrugged.

"well, if you're sure." he looked at his comrades. "okay you heard him. looks like we had the fake one all along." he pointed at roger. "lock him up!"

"not again!" roger screamed as he was being dragged away. "nooooooooooo!" klaus did a fin to the face, shaking his head in disbelief. he couldn't believe that this just happened. he thought for sure that robert was going to put an end to all of this. there had to be a mistake. why would an expert from the national archives lie? unless he was

ibed, but he was too smart for that, right?

the man carrying klaus went to get water from the water fountain. when he was done, he went off.

klaus was back in paul's possession in his house on the kitchen counter the next morning. paul was picking out his

eakfast from the fridge. klaus wondered why paul hasn't murdered him yet, but at the same time, was relieved. there was a knock at the door and paul closed the fridge and set down the cereal he wanted next to the fish. he went to the door. he opened it and in came robert. robert? klaus wondered. what was he doing here? he moved closer to them.

"i did what you said." robert told paul. "so, where's the money you promised?"

"what?" paul asked.

"the money that you promised me that i'll get if i lie to the police about the declarations." klaus gasped. so, it was a