"Mom, why do you make me go to that school? The kids always beat me up because I'm different," Wee Bee Gee Jee moaned.
"Honey, I know it's hard. But we all have to make sacrifices. Toaster High is the only place we can afford to put you," his mom replied.
"But why can't I go to Lalleo School?"
"Because it's too expensive."
"If that's the case, you should home-school me."
"I'm sorry, honey. I just don't have the time."
Wee Bee Gee Jee remembered his father, who had gone missing over two years ago.
TWO YEARS AGO
"I have some bad news," Wee Bee Gee Jee's mom told him.
Wee Bee Gee Jee frowned. He knew that bad news was never good.
"What is it, Mom?"
"I'm afraid your dad has gone missing."
"WHAT?!" Wee Bee Gee Jee ran into the living room where his mom had just put the phone down.
"They found his car by the side of the road. But there was no sign of him."
Wee Bee Gee Jee couldn't help himself. He ran up to his room and cried.
Wee Bee Gee Jee got on the bus and prepared for another horrible day. His birthday. His school birthday was never pleasant. For "presents," the kids punched him more than usual and gave him extra wedgies. He hated his life.
Sometimes he wondered why he didn't commit suicide.
Wee Bee Gee Jee thought this was the perfect solution. Killing yourself ended the pain and the misery. It helped you, rather than hurt you. At least in Wee Bee Gee Jee's opinion.
"Happy Birthday, DOOFUS!" one of the boys sneered as he punched Wee Bee Gee Jee one last time and walked off. The other boys bombarded him with insults all the way to class. But when the teacher saw them, they put on a show of little angels, which of course, they weren't.
Wee Bee Gee Jee hated the boys and he hated his life. He was caught in a paradox. He couldn't complain to the teacher because the bullies would cripple him for life. But if he didn't tell her, they'd keep beating him up.
He had to escape from this life. But how?
He knew he would find a way.
And he wouldn't rest until he was free of his current life.
When Wee Bee Gee Jee got home his mother asked "How was school today honey?"
"Terrible, all of the kids beat me up like usual."
"Well, something happened while I was out running errands."
"We were robbed."
"Yea I know I'm sorry, unfortunately they stole all of your presents and the cake. Man, I spent all of that money on that SVGS..."
Wee Bee Gee Jee walked away sadly to his room
Later that night, Wee Bee Gee Jee realized he could only do one thing to escape his misery: he had to run away. So, after his mom was asleep, he packed his bags and took off to his new life.
Wee Bee Gee Jee searched all night for a place to stay. Eventually he came accross the lab of Dr. Scientisteegee with a sign that said HELP WANTED. Wee Bee Gee Jee walked in.
"Hello...uh...Dr. Scientisteegee?" Wee Bee Gee Jee tentatively called.
"Who is this?" A voice asked from inside.
"My name is Wee Bee Gee Jee, and I need a place to stay."
"You can stay if you help me out," Dr. Scientisteegee replied.
"Ok," Wee Bee Gee Jee shrugged, "I guess I can help."
"Good. I am Dr. Scientisteegee, though most people call me Dr. Weegee," Dr. Weegee announced, though Wee Bee Gee Jee already knew his name.
"Hello, Dr. Weegee," Wee Bee Gee Jee said as he looked at the many inventions.
"What is this?" he asked, picking up a flashlight-looking thing.
"It's my latest invention, the V.G.T.M!" Dr Weegee said proudly. "But do not mess with it, I have plans for using it..."
After looking through the lab, Wee Bee Gee Jee asked Dr. Weegee where he could stay.
Dr. Weegee gave him the broom closet, in which he placed a foldable bed.
That night Wee Bee Gee Jee heard a strange noise downstairs.
It's probably nothing, he thought to himself.
That morning Wee Bee Gee Jee heard a loud shout. "IT'S GONE!"
"What's gone?" he asked sleepily.
"The V.G.T.M., someone stole it!" Dr. Weegee exclaimed.
"I can help you build a new one," Wee Bee Gee Jee yawned.
"Really? That is excellent..." Dr. Weegee smiled, "Perfectly excellent..."
Weeks later, Wee Bee Gee Jee went out to get the mail under Dr. Weegee's orders. He had stayed at Dr. Weegee's lab for quite a while, and had come to trust the man. Dr. Weegee must have trusted him too, as he was never allowed to see his mail, which he called "Private Matters". When Wee Bee Gee Jee took out the letters, he couldn't help himself but look through them. The one on top was a "HAVE YOU SEEN THIS FAKEGEE?" flyer, with none other than him on it. He put it at the bottom. He imagined what his mom must be going through right now. The next letter was one that was completely black, and had the word CONFIDENTIAL stamped on the envelope. This must have been what Dr. Weegee never wanted him to see. He couldn't resist opening it. He skimmed the letter, and then froze. It can't be..., he thought.
Dr. Weegee was working for The Anti-Weegee Alliance.
Wee Bee Gee Jee crept back into the lab. Dr. Weegee was finishing up the V.G.T.M. II that they had been working on for a while. Despite all his efforts, Wee Bee Gee Jee was noticed.
"Great, you have the mail, now let me read it," Dr. Weegee ordered.
Wee Bee Gee Jee stayed perfectly still.
"I said give me the mail," he repeated.
Wee Bee Gee Jee still didn't move.
Suddenly, Dr. Weegee realized what was going on. His face became red.
"YOU READ MY PAPERS, DIDN'T YOU!!?" He boomed. "I BET YOU NOW KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON?"
Wee Bee Gee Jee nodded sadly.
Dr. Weegee couldn't take it anymore. He threw the finished V.G.T.M. II right at Wee Bee Gee Jee.
When Wee Bee Gee Jee opened his eyes, he wasn't dead. Nor was he still in the lab. He was in the middle of nowhere. It seemed like space, but he couldn't be sure, because there were no stars, or anything for that matter. Then he realized where, or when, he was: the creation of the Trolliverse.
Before he could get sucked up into the vaccuum of nonexistance, a flash of light appeared and whisked him away.
When Wee Bee Gee Jee regained conciousness, he stood face-to-face with a being he wasn't sure existed: Chroneegee.
"WHAT BRINGS YOU HERE?" He asked in a hollow and echoeing voice.
"Uh..." Wee Bee Gee Jee stuttered, "I think a time machine."
Chroneegee's eyes flashed with anger.
"A TIME MACHINE? THOSE DISTORT THE FABRIC OF TIME! I CAN GET YOU DESTROYED FOR THIS!"
He sent a hollow blue ray at Wee Bee Gee Jee.
Wee Bee Gee Jee could slowly feel himself dying. Chroneegee was truly powerful.
"Wait..." Wee Bee Gee Jee moaned weakly, "It wasn't my fault...."
But it was too late.
Wee Bee Gee Jee was dead.
Nil Desperandum (An Interval of Time)
Chroneegee felt a sudden energy materialize behind him. One that he had not felt in a long time...
It can't be... he thought.
But It Was.
Pureegee had arrived.
Pureegee: WHAT ARE YOU DOING MY SON
Chroneegee: I AM KILLING THIS DISGRACE TO TIME. HE INVENTED A TIME MACHINE.
Pureegee: NO. IT WAS NOT HIM. IT WAS SOMEONE ELSE.
Chrongee: OH. I AM SORRY FATHER.
Pureegee: IT IS OK. I WILL REVIVE HIM.
Wee Bee Gee Jee was revived. He had a little headache, but still could talk.
Wee Bee Gee Jee: Uh... Where am I?
Pureegee: HELLO MY BOY. IT IS I. PUREEGEE.
Wee Bee Gee Jee: PLEASE DONT KILL ME he said closing his eyes.
Pureegee: IT'S OK. I AM NOT KILLING YOU. I REVIVED YOU BECAUSE CHRONEEGEE THOUGHT YOU MADE THE TIME MACHINE,AND HE GOT ANGRY AND HE KILLED YOU.
BUT FOR REAL IT WAS DR. SCIENTISEEGEE.
Wee Bee Gee Jee: Oh. But how did you know?
Pureegee: I KNOW EVERYTHING MY BOY. NOW CHRONEEGEE, MAKE HIM GO BACK TO THE SCIENTIST.
Wee Bee Gee Jee: WAIT! I don't want to be with him anymore. But my mom and me were robbed so I had no choice but to run away.
Pureegee:HMMM... OK. I WILL GIVE YOUR FAMILY MONEY.
Suddenly, Chroneegee sent Wee Bee Gee Jee and Pureegee back to his mothers home. They saw that the mother was crying and told the police to find Wee Bee Gee Jee.
Pure: WELL, HERE YOU GO. GIVE THE MONEY TO YOU'RE MOTHER.
Pureegee Vanished in a yellow aura. Wee Bee Gee Jee came to his mother.
Mom: WEE BEE GEE JEE! WHERE WERE YOU?! I WAS SO WORRIED! And where did you get all the money?
Wee Bee Gee Jee: I.. Uh.. The police have me. I told them that we got robbed.
Mom: That's wonderful! Wee, I have some great news!
Wee Bee Gee Jee: Really?
Mom: Yes! Since you hate you're school, I'm transferring you into Lalleo School !
Wee Bee Gee Jee: WHAT?!
Over here ends the book. There is a sequel to this book called Wee Bee Gee Jee's Story 2. Stay tuned for it!