“There,” said Davy. “This is the last one.” He handed the dish to Joshua, who dutifully dried it before putting it away. “Thanks for your help, Buckwheat,” said Davy as he drained the sink. 

“So how long will you be doing dishes for?” 

“Dad said it'll be a couple more days before the new dishwasher arrives.” 

Joshua looked at the space where the dishwasher had been. “Bet you won't try that trick again.” 

“Dad said he wanted everything squeaky clean,” grumbled Davy. 

“Yeah, but the dishwasher?” 

“Hey, it worked, didn't it?” 

“Sure, it worked. Too bad you destroyed it in the process.” 

Davy dried his hands off on his shirt. “It was a minor oversight.” 

“Two cylinder heads and an engine block are hardly an oversight.” 

“Yeah, well, they got over it pretty quick, though.” 

“How did that happen?” asked Joshua. 

“It's at times like this that I remind them that I'll be choosing their nursing home,” replied Davy matter-of-factly.   

Just then the kitchen door opened. Joshua hustled over to Mrs. Odell. “Here, let me help you with those,” he said as he took a grocery bag. 

Mrs. Odell gave him a smile. “Thank you, Joshua.” 

Davy suddenly became excited. “Did you get it?” 

Mrs. Odell pulled a box out of the grocery bag. “Here you are, Davy.” 

“Oh boy! Sooper Goop! Quick, gimme a bowl!” exclaimed Davy, hugging the box in excitement. 

“I can't believe you actually eat that crap,” said Joshua as he pulled out a cereal bowl. 

Davy looked up at him. “No, I need a BIG bowl, like one of Mom's mixing bowls.” 

“You mean this one?” asked Joshua, holding out a large stainless steel mixing bowl. 

Davy grabbed the bowl from him and dropped it on the kitchen table. “Perfect!” he exclaimed as he ripped the box open and emptied the contents into the bowl, spilling some of it across the table and onto the floor in his haste. 

“You're not going to eat the whole thing, are you?” asked Joshua, looking a bit mortified. 

“Of course not,” replied Davy as he pawed through the cereal. “At least, not yet; I just want the prize inside first.” 

“Neither does Hoover or Go Away,” noted Joshua as he watch the Odell's dog and cat sniff at the cereal before deciding it wasn't edible. “That stuff must be pretty bad if they won't touch it,” he added as he watched them trot out of the kitchen. 

“What're you talking about? It says right here on the box it will make you grow up big and strong. If you ate it, you could be six-foot-four like me instead of just five-foot-nine.” 

Joshua looked at the box. “Are you kidding? Look at all the toxic waste they put in the ingredients. I'll bet this stuff takes years off your lifespan.” 

“You're just malnourished,” scoffed Davy as he continued to paw through the bowl. 

“There isn't anything even remotely resembling nourishment listed,” countered Joshua as he read over the ingredients on the side panel. “When you die, you probably won't even need to be embalmed.” 

After a long moment, Davy held it up triumphantly. “Oh boy, I found it! Look! See?” 

Joshua studied the prize being held up to his face. “What is it?” 

“It's an Official Sooper Goop refrigerator magnet! Isn't it cool? If you move it up and down, you can watch the Rodney the Cat play with a yo-yo,” replied Davy as he waved it in Joshua's face. “See?” 

“You are a yo-yo,” grumbled Mrs. Odell as she put the groceries away. 

“You haven't been this excited since you got that Official Nude Volleyball Magazine Glow-In-The-Dark T-shirt last year,” replied Joshua as he watched Davy stick the magnet to the fridge. 

Just then Yvette walked into the kitchen. She grabbed the handle to open the fridge, then paused to look at the magnet. “What on earth is that?” 

“It's an Official Sooper Goop refrigerator magnet,” replied Davy with an air of superiority. “Pretty neat, huh?” 

“That has to be the dumbest thing I've ever seen,” she replied sarcastically. 

“Haven't looked in the mirror lately, have you?” scoffed Davy. 

Yvette gave him a scathing look, then swiped the magnet and bolted from the kitchen. 

“Hey!” he shouted. “Come back here! Gimme back my prize!” 

“Catch me if you can!” she laughed as she charged up the stairs, with Davy right behind her in hot pursuit. 

There was a lot of shouting and banging before Joshua heard Davy yell as he pounded on the bathroom door, “Open up or I'll break it down!” 

“You do, and I'll flush it down the toilet!” retorted Yvette with glee. 

“I'll get you if it's the last thing I do!” yelled Davy as he continued to pound on the door. “It's going to be like the Odell Chainsaw Massacre if you don't gimme back my prize!” 

“Oh yeah?” Yvette shouted back. “Torpedo tubes loaded and ready!” 

“YOU BETTER NOT!” Davy thundered. 

Mrs. Odell sunk into a chair and buried her face in her hands. “Joshua,” she sighed. “See if you can do something with Davy, would you?”