"Boy, I sure am hungry." Kid Goku said while taking a casual stroll. The smell of a delicious home cooked meal was leading him to the Skinner household. "Oh wow! A delicious meal!" Goku announced happily before digging into everything Skinner's kitchen had to offer. "Oh egads! My roast is ruined!" Skinner announced is shock as he saw the Saiyen tearing up his kitchen. Goku turned around in confusion. "I don't know who you are young man, but I'll have to discipline you quickly so I can get back to my meeting with the superintendent." Goku's eyes widened in understanding. "Oh, you want to fight! I'm always looking for one of those!" Goku stood up in a fighting stance. "Yes, fist to fist. Just like the knights of old."
Goku was tedious, yes, but Skinner was smarter. “Listen here, little man! You can’t just go treading in someone’s home just to get food! You’re despicable!” He then punched Goku so hard in the gut, his fist came out the other end.
Goku’s stomach had a hole in it. Seymour saw this as his eyes widened. “Oh, no.” He then heard the superintendent bursting in the door as he then looked at Chalmers. “Oh, superintendent!” He smirked. “Why is there a dead child on the floor next to you, Seymour?”
“Uhhhhhhh...oh, shoot.” He said. “Seymour? Do you have something to confess?” Said the superintendent. “Yes, I do. I killed that boy.” Chalmers gasped. “Seymour! I’m going to have to charge you thousands for this!” He said, mad. “Meet me at the school tomorrow.”
Skinner nodded, smiling, sweaty. Chalmers walked away as Skinner wipes his face. “It’s gonna be one of those days.”