TheDoofSide

Inside the Murphy-household, Bridgette Murphy and her blonde, Dr. Zone-obsessed teenage-daughter, Sara were sitting in the kitchen, enjoying a delicious hot beverage. “Great cocoa, Mom!” Sara said, licking a bit of whipped cream off her lips. “Thanks, dear,” Bridgette replied. “With your dad helping Dr. D. in the back, I had a little time to cook some extra meals and figured, ‘Why not use that recipe I found online now that there’s a minimal-chance of a Murphy’s Law incident?’” “Way to seize an opportunity,” Sara said with a grin. The two Murphy-ladies clicked their mugs together in a toast, only for both handles to snap off, causing the cups to shatter on the table, glass and hot chocolate spreading across the surface. “Huh. Are they done already?” Bridgette asked, bringing the garbage can over as Sara got some paper towels. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. “Who could that be at this hour?” Bridgette thought out loud, getting up to check. The redheaded woman opened the door

Back in the school gymnasium, two middle-school students, a boy and girl, had just crossed paths as the latter did her duties at the dance. Zack Underwood, Milo’s second best-friend and Melissa’s boyfriend, had come, dressed in a suit of his own. Needless to say, Melissa Chase (currently under the guise of Amanda Lopez), was a bit shocked. “What’s up?” the African-American boy said. “What are you doing here?” the disguised redhead replied wide-eyed. “I, uh, thought you were busy.” “The homework wasn’t that hard,” Zack said with a shrug. “Also, it was apparently my brothers that messed up my room. Three guesses as to who has to clean it up now.” “Well… lucky you! Right?” Melissa replied with an awkward smile. “Got that right. Say, you didn’t happen to hear from…? Wait a minute,” Zack said, suspiciously looking “Amanda” up and down. “You’re not-!” “-Too busy to answer your very important question?” asked the tightly-scheduled teenage-girl as she put a hand over his mouth. “Of course not!

Somewhere across the globe (presumably in Europe), a man just had a brand-new awning installed over his restaurant. It was a metal one, and you could tell just how new it was because it was exceptionally reflective. In fact, around noon, some customers and passersby might actually say it was a little too reflective, blinding even. The restaurant-owner was just starting to consider returning it or getting it replaced when a bright green light suddenly bounced off of it. He didn’t really give it much thought. He had to figure out what to do before that awning started hurting his business. // Meanwhile, a certain middle-school dance with an origami-theme in Danville was underway. It had been going on for about half-an-hour, and Amanda Lopez (currently known only to a few as Melissa Chase) was making every effort to ensure that everything went as planned as her peers began filling the decorated gymnasium. Lights had to be adjusted at precise angles. She had to make sure the large