Speaker 1: Hello, friends from across the nation and around the world.
I'm Martin, and you are listening to another weekend edition
of Dad's Bedtime Stories, where I take some of my
past stories and kind of put them together into a
super story. Tonight, I bring you something very special to
my heart, a series of stories I wrote to make
fun of my dad a little bit. He was having
knee surgery, so I wrote a story called Grandpa Robonese. Then,
because someone suggested it, I wrote a sequel called Grandpa
Robonese and the Geriatric Justice Squad. I think a lot
of people have forgotten about them by now, but I
just want them to live on forever, because yeah, my
dad has robonees. That's why. Anyways, I hope you enjoy
these two full stories, and I hope they're so good
they put you to sleep. Everyone, I have a great one.
Now it's time to close your eyes, get as comfy
as you can in that bed, and imagine yourself doing
what the kid or kids in the story do. Now,
this story takes place somewhere very familiar to me, a
small town in the middle of Ontario, in the country
of Canada. You see two kids, Charlotte, who was seven
years old and Oliver, who was eight years old, had
a pretty awesome time growing up in a pretty awesome
small town. They really enjoyed visiting their grandparents' house whenever
they could, and that's exactly what they did the day
in question. They got dropped over to play with their grandparents,
and while their grandmother was moving around the house doing
grandmother like things, something was different about Grandpa. Yeah. Grandpa
was the kind of guy, like many grandpas, who could
fix just about anything. He could often be found plugging
away in his pretty well equipped workshop, and sometimes when
the kids came over, he liked to bring them out
there and work on little projects. But today Grandpa was
just laying down on the couch with a bag of
peas on one of his knees. What's wrong, Grandpa, Oliver asked.
Speaker 2: Oh, well, I got my knee replaced. You see, it's
my second knee replacement, and I can't move around as
much as I could for a little while.
Speaker 1: Grandpa's you mean you can't play with us, Oliver responded.
Speaker 2: I'm sorry, Ollie, no, I don't believe will be able
to play today. You and Charlotte will have to entertain yourselves.
Speaker 1: And that's exactly what the two of them did. They
played with all of the toys that their grandparents still
had from when their parents were growing up, but the
visit just wasn't the same. That night, their father, Martin,
picked them up and brought them home. It was getting
pretty late, so he sent them directly to get ready
for bed. The two of them brushed their teeth, got
into their pajamas, and then they both went to their
bedrooms and started climbing into bed. Well, Martin was outside
in the hall he heard a voice coming from Charlotte's room.
He walked up to the door, peeked inside, and there
he heard Charlotte, with her hands clasped together, making a
wish to well, God or the universe or whatever, please
make Grandpa better soon. I want to play with him.
Thank you. Charlotte then pulled the covers up over top
of herself and went to sleep. Now Martin, having heard
this very sweet wish from one of his six favorite
people about one of his other six favorite people, well,
he couldn't resist getting a little bit emotional, and that's
when an idea came into his mind. Now, for those
of you who've been listening to my stories for a
while you would know that we Martin's are kind of
stewards of the story verse. We take the role of
making sure all sorts of things stay in their very
own universes and don't wander off into other ones. Well,
the Martin in this story was no different, and as
a result of being such a good steward of the
story verse, he had a couple friends who he thought
he might be able to call on. Here, Martin quickly
snuck outside where no one else could hear him. He
took out his phone and he made a phone call. Hey,
it's uh, it's me Martin, Yeah, from Earth three sixty five.
That's right. Well, the thing is, I could really use
a favor. Do you think you can meet me here
in a few minutes, he said to whoever. The person
on the other side of the phone was all right,
I'll see you soon. Then Martin hung up the phone
and then just stood in the driveway looking up at
the dark night sky. Soon he saw a very bright
looking star. The star got brighter and brighter until it
eventually became obvious that it wasn't a star at all.
At first, it looked a little like an airplane, but
not an airplane. Exactly, But as it got closer it
became obvious that it was a spaceship, a spaceship that
some of you may have heard of before. The spaceship
Spaceship landed in the front yard and the back doors
opened up. Standing there, staring right back at Martin was
another very familiar character, a little black fire dragonling that
you may know as Magnus from the Cards of Power Universe.
Of course, well, I heard you needed some help, Magnus said,
I sure did, buddy, Martin replied, as he climbed aboard
the spaceship. Now, the spaceship was a pretty amazing place.
It looked much larger on the inside than the outside
for some reason, and it had anything anyone could ever need.
A living room, a kitchen, a play area, a library,
rary bedrooms, and some other mysterious rooms off to the side,
and of course a control center at the front. And
at the very center of that control center was a
picture of a little digital face. Welcome. The face said,
I'm spaceship. What can we do to assist you? Well,
that's just the thing. My father recently had a knee
replacement surgery, it's a second one, actually, and the kids
were kind of sad that he couldn't play with them
and help them fix stuff, you know, that sort of thing.
I was thinking we could use the two of you, well,
Spaceship your amazing technology, and Magnus some of the magic
cards I asked you to bring, and maybe we could
surprise my father by, you know, making him better than
he ever has been before. Spaceship and Magnus looked at
each other for a second, and then back at Martin,
wherein Magnus responded, yes, I agree, we are indeed in.
Spaceship confirmed, and with that the doors of the ship
closed and Spaceship flew up off into the air to
a little house not too far away, a house Martin
had been to pretty recently, his parents' house. Should I
send a group of robots to carefully extract your father
from the house, Spaceship asked, Uh, Yeah, that would be cool.
Martin responded. A door on the side of the spaceship
suddenly open, and a team of little robots floated right
out of it, carrying what looked to be a stretcher
of some kind. The back door to the ship opened up,
and the robots flew out and down towards the house. Luckily,
it was already past the time that Grandma was asleep,
and Grandpa, like usual, could be found sleeping on the couch,
not his final sleep of the night, of course, but
the second sleep he normally took after dinner and not
too long before he'd actually go to bed.
Speaker 2: For the whole night.
Speaker 1: The robots silently floated into the room, zapped Grandpa with
a special sleep ray, and then carefully lifted him on
to the stretcher. Just as silently, they floated up off
the ground, out the door, and back up towards the Spaceship.
As they re entered, another door on the side of
the ship opened up. Martin and Magnus followed the robots
with the little stretcher. Inside the room was some sort
of medical bay, very high tech looking, with a few
beds laying about and a whole bunch of very advanced
medical technology. The robots carefully transferred Grandpa on to another bed,
and then Spaceship's voice appeared on a screen near by.
I have developed a very advanced knee schematic. This should
allow him not only to be back on his feet immediately,
but also to do things that would have never been
possible without these very advanced knees. Huh sounds cool, Martin responded,
and with that the robots that carried Grandpa in got
immediately to work. They moved incredibly quickly and used tools
that well that most people on Earth would never even
hear about. Before long, they were completely finished. Instead of
two normal looking Grandpa knees, Grandpa now had two very
extraordinary looking robot knees. Now it's my turn, Magnus said.
He asked me to bring a card over, and I
thought this one would be kind of perfect. This is
a legendary fixed card. The holder of this card is
capable of fixing all most anything at well superhuman speed.
When you told me about your father, I kind of
thought this would be perfect. That is perfect, Martin responded.
The little fire dragonling flew over towards the bed where
Grandpa was sitting. From inside his chest somehow, he pulled
out a bright blue card that looked like it was
made of pure energy, and then he placed the card
directly on Grandpa's chest. Grandpa's chest began to glow, and
so did the card. Then almost instantly, the card was
sucked right into Grandpa's chest. With all the work done,
the robots picked Grandpa up again and returned him to
the couch where he was sleeping. Martin, Magnus, and Spaceship
went back to Martin's house. The next morning, Grandpa woke
up off of the couch where he somehow slept the
whole night. His back hurt just a little bit from
staying in one place for so long, but something felt
really different about his knees. It was as if, well
it was as if they were the knees of a teenager.
They felt amazing. He looked down and pulled up the
legs of his pants, only to reveal rob knees. How
did he get rob knees? In surprise, Grandpa stood up
off the couch, something he wasn't really supposed to do
right now, and it became apparent that well, that his
knees felt better than ever. He felt strong and powerful,
like he could run one hundred kilometers an hour, which
is about sixty miles if you're listening from the States.
In fact, Grandpa decided to test that theory out. He
ran to the front door, swung it open with gusto,
and ran outside. He started by jogging down the road,
and it felt almost effortless, so he picked up the
pace bit by bit by bit, and he found that
he could run faster and faster and faster, faster than
he could ever run before, faster even then well your average.
Before he knew it, he'd run no less than ten kilometers.
This is amazing, he responded. And not only could he run,
but he felt like he could jump too, and he
tried doing just that. Grandpa bent his knees, crouched down
towards the ground, and leapt up with as much power
as he possibly could. Instead of jumping just a little
bit off the ground as he was used to, he
flew way up in the air, high above all of
the trees. And then he realized when you go up,
well you kind of have to go down as well.
Grandpa began to fall faster and faster and faster. He
thought about bracing him self from the landing, realizing that
there was nothing he could do to stop it. But
that's when he realized he was stopped, stopped in mid air.
He looked down at his knees, and to his surprise,
his knees sprung little tiny jets, jets that allowed him
to float up off the ground directly from his knees.
A very strange sight. Indeed, not knowing what else to do,
Grandpa kind of panicked for a second and showed it
as loud as he possibly could. Once he was done
with freaking out, though, he got back to figuring out
how to control these new jet knees or whatever they were.
He thought about going down towards the ground, and he
found that as soon as he thought about it, his
knees obeyed. He imagined once again himself going down towards
the ground and his knees just kind of let him
do what he asked to do. Then he imagined himself
flying up off the ground and his knees did the
same thing. Grandpa flew quickly back towards his house and
landed in his driveway. He had to tell the grandkids
about this one. Grandpa quickly opened up the garage and
pulled out his keys, but when he saw his car,
something seemed wrong with it. He could just sense that
there was some sort of small issue with the back
left tire. He pulled it out of the garage, grabbed
his tools, and quickly got to work fixing the tire.
But after he fixed the tire, well, he kind of
felt like fixing everything and in an absolute flurry of activity,
he started doing things he didn't even know he could do,
pulling off wheels, rewiring the car, basically kind of maguy
for ring together jets, and all sorts of other fancy devices.
Before long, Grandpa had transformed his very normal looking car
into a very extraordinary looking car. That's better, Grandpa said,
looking at his handiwork. He climbed in the car seat,
started the car up, and then pressed a very special
button he'd just installed. In an instant, the car lifted
up off the ground, the wheels shifted under it, orienting
themselves more like little helicopters or jets, and the car
took off into the air. This is amazing, Grandpa said,
as he slammed his foot down on the gas. Now
Grandpa didn't question too much exactly why he could suddenly
turn ordinary cars into extraordinary flying cars, but he could
certainly tell that something was different. He considered for a
while that the whole thing might actually be a dream,
but when he pinched himself and well felt the normal
pain of pinching himself, he realized that it must be real.
Grandpa flew the car over to his son's house. He
carefully and slowly lowered it down into the driveway. The
door to the house opened up up and out of
it ran Martin, Oliver, and Charlotte, all staring at the
flying car in awe. Uh Grandpa, is that you, they said,
as the door to the car opened up, and sure
enough Grandpa stepped out. It's me, kids, but I woke
up with some kind of a special surprise. Look at this,
Grandpa said, as he pulled up the legs of his pants,
displaying his new robot knees to both of the grandchildren. WHOA,
that's amazing, Oliver responded, seeing the robotic knees, and not
just that, but I seem to now have some sort
of super human ability to fix things, and he've turned
them into other things. Really, Charlotte responded, my bike needs
to be fixed. Charlotte ran towards the shed and grabbed
her little red bike. She ran it back over and
placed it in front of Grandpa.
Speaker 2: Can you fix it?
Speaker 1: She asked. I can fix anything, Grandpa said. He picked
the bike up in his hands and examined it very carefully.
In fact, I think I can make it better than ever.
One second, Grandpa walked to the back of his car,
with the bike. He grabbed his tool box and in
an instant he began fixing the bike, making sure every
single part of it was perfectly in tune. But as
he did, it just didn't seem like enough. He had
to make the bike better, more advanced, and once again
Grandpa started doing things that he barely understood himself. Before long,
he was done and the bike was no longer any
ordinary bike. He passed it back to Charlotte and she
looked at it in awe and now looked like some
sort of high tech motorcycle or something like that. She
climbed a board and began to press down on the pedals,
but this time, with each pedal forward, the bike moved
at amazing speeds. Charlotte started to zoom around the yard
without any effort at all. Ah, I want to cool
bike like that, Oliver said, disappointed that his sister had
something that he didn't have.
Speaker 2: Oh, I think I can help you too, Sun, get
your bike.
Speaker 1: Oliver ran to do just that and enthusiastically brought it
back to his grandpa, who, once again, in a flurry
of activity, using knowledge he didn't even know, he had
turned it into some sort of superpowered electric bike. Now,
shall we all go for a ride, Grandpa suggested. The
children put on their helmets and carefully clipped them into place.
Then together they began to pedal their bikes and headed
down the road. They found that they could move faster
than ever before on these things. We have to tell Grandpa,
this is amazing, Oliver said to Charlotte.
Speaker 2: You don't have.
Speaker 1: To tell him anything. Grandpa responded, I'm right here with you. Man,
to their amazement, he was. Grandpa was just running along
the road easily keeping pace with the two children. His
rowbon knees were something pretty powerful. Oh and I forgot
to mention, I added something a little bit special to
your bikes. See that red button there, Well, press it,
Grandpa said. Oliver and Charlotte came to a stop with
their bikes, and then they did as Grandpa said, pressing
the new red button. Their bikes immediately shot up into
the air, floating a few feet above the ground. Their
tires shifted angles, facing down towards the ground like little
tiny propellers, and then they began to spin around. You
made us flying bikes, Oliver said, in uh, well, in
complete shock and excitement. And with that, Oliver and Charlotte
took off into the air, flying high above the little
small town, above all the trees and forests and lakes nearby,
and Grandpa, using his special rocket powered knees or whatever
they were, followed behind them. The three of them spent
the rest of the afternoon like that, flying from place
to place and getting the hang of their new and
improved bikes. But before long the sun started to set
and Grandpa decided it was time to return home. He
led the children and back over top of the huge
forests and lakes back to their little house just outside
the small town where they lived. The two of them
carefully landed their hover bikes or whatever they were, and
walked them over towards the shed where they stored them
for future use. Thanks, Grandpa, they both said. Men Together,
they ran over and gave Grandpa one of the best
hugs you've ever seen. No problem, Grandpa responded, with my
new found knees and my new found fixing ability, I
should be able to do just about anything. Good night, kids.
Grandpa climbed back inside his flying car. The car began
to hover and then blasted off into the air to
who knows where. Oliver and Charlotte on the other hand, well,
they were pretty tired. The two of them once again
brushed their teeth, put on their pajamas, and climbed into
their beds. They closed their eyes and they just began
to focus on their breath, noticing as it rose and fell,
and with each breath they sank a little bit deeper
into their mattress, and their mind wandered off a little
bit further towards sleep. Good night everyone. It had been
a while since Grandpa Rodees or Dawn as his friends
tended to call him, had received his first major upgrade.
With the help of a friendly spaceship and a strange
magical dragon from another universe, Grandpa Robes got one of
the greatest robotic knee replacements the world had ever seen,
allowing him to run faster than he ever could, jump
higher than he ever imagined, and even fly. On top
of that, a magical card gifted to him by Magnus
the Dragon granted him the ability to fix almost anything
and in vent t almost anything he could think of.
Since then, Grandpa had worked on many projects, upgrading his
flying car into a flying true uck, then generally having
a good time. These days, Grandpa Robones could keep up
with pretty much anyone. The only issue was that most
of his friends could no longer keep up with him,
and that's where our story comes into play. Today, Grandpa
Robonese decided to fly over to his friend Ken's house
inside his newly equipped flying truck. Of course, when he
landed in front of Ken's driveway, he walked up to
the door and knocked a few times, but no one
came to answer. He listened carefully and thought he heard
a faint, distant yell from inside, someone calling for help.
Without hesitation, Grandpa Robonese stepped back and kicked the door
with all of his might, all of his robotic might.
Thanks to his robotic leg strength, the door flew straight
off the hinges and slammed into the wall on the
other side, something he would obviously have to fix later.
As soon as he got inside, he could hear Ken
calling more clearly. The pain in Ken's voice made Grandpa
Robonese panic just a little as he rushed to find
his friend sprawled out on the floor. Ken had fallen
and he couldn't get up. Grandpa quickly called for an
ambulance and help arrived before too long. However, what Grandpa
Robonees didn't realize was that in his panic, he'd accidentally
triggered a signal built into his robotic knee replacement, one
that called a very special space for help, one that
I'm sure many of you have heard of before. After
making sure Ken got to the hospital safely, and after
talking to the doctors who were pretty sure Ken was
gonna need a hip replacement, Grandpa Rowbones left the hospital
and sat down on a bench in the park to think. Suddenly,
he heard a strange sound, like something breaking through the
atmosphere above him, and just as suddenly he found a
tiny toy sized spaceship floating right in front of his head. Hello,
my name is Spaceship, the little craft said in a
cheerful voice. My systems indicate you were in trouble. Is
everything okay? Strangely, unfazed by the floating sentient spaceship and
in front of him, Grandpa robo Knees replied, I guess so.
Rather than the fact that all of my friends are
getting older and older, one of my best friends can
just fell and now he needs a hip replacement. My
only wish they could be in as good a shape
as I am, so we could still hang out and
do the things we used to do together. That is
an excellent idea, Spaceship said, I may be able to help.
After all, I was the one with a little help.
Of course, who gave you your robotic knee replacement in
the first place? You were, Grandpa said, astonished, I always
wondered who did that? Well, thank you, Thank you so much.
Do you think you could help my friends too? I
believe that should be possible, Spaceship replied. With your ability
to fix things and my medical knowledge, nothing should be
beyond our reach. Would you like to come aboard to
discuss the details, sure, Grandpa Robo Knees replied, though he
wasn't quite sure how he was gonna fit aboard a
tiny toy spaceship. But that is when the tiny ship
floated over in front of him and began to glow
a bright blue. It grew larger and larger until it
was the size of a full spaceship. The back hatch
opened and Grandpa Robonees walked inside. He was amazed. There
was a full sized living room, a fully stocked kitchen,
a little play area with books, and at the front,
a command center with two seats and a giant screen.
Welcome to my ship, Spaceship said. The ship took off
into the sky. As Grandpa Robonese and Spaceship began planning,
they talked first about Ken, who would need a new hip,
and then about their good friend Gary, who was stuck
in a wheelchair being pushed around by a nurse. A
nice nurse, but still it wasn't the same as having
your own freedom. Together, they started to design all sorts
of solutions. For Ken, they imagined a mechanical exoskille. It's
an implant that would fold out of his hip, wrap
around his legs and arms, and assist with running, lifting
heavy things, and a few extra gadgets built in for
self defense. Naturally, for Gary, they decided that making his
wheelchair fly would be a great start. No more ramps,
no more stairs. Then, of course, they got a little
carried away. They added weapons, systems, shields, and well pretty
much every gadget they could come up with. Spaceship somehow
magically created a giant workshop in the back of the ship,
filled with every tool Grandpa rob Needs could possibly need.
With Spaceship three D printing parts and Grandpa assembling them,
it didn't take long to finish the new exoskeleton and
hover chair. Now it was time to deliver the upgrades.
Late that night, Spaceship, who for some reason could shrink
down to the size of a fly with Grandpa Robones inside,
snuck into the hospital. They grew just large enough for
a team of robots to snatch Ken from the hospital
room and place him aboard the ship. They got to
work immediately. Once the exoskeleton implant was completed. They woke
Ken up. What where am I? Ken asked, groggly. Don't worry, Ken,
Grandpa Robones said warmly, Everything is okay. We've just done
a little upgrading. Now try to stand up. Ken swung
his legs the side of the bed, and to his surprise,
he stood up easily. Wow, he said, this hip is great.
I feel better than ever where. Just wait till you
say the secret phrase. Grandpa row Bones grinned.
Speaker 2: To ies, saying, jerryatric Justice.
Speaker 1: Ken raised an eyebrow. What is this some kind of joke,
No joke at all, Grandpa said, so, Ken, slightly amused,
said it proudly, Jeriatric Justice. Suddenly, little mechanical gadgets shot
out of his hips, wrapping down his legs and up
across his body and arms, forming into a full exo
skeleton suit. WHOA Ken said, I feel so powerful. Spaceship
landed in front of an open field, allowing Ken to
test out his powers. Ken started by running and soon
realized he could run faster than he ever had before.
Then he tried jumping, discovering he could jump hundreds of
feet into the air. Next, he decided to try out
his strength by picking up some stones, which were far
too easy. He moved on to some large boulders that
were lining the park and had no trouble picking them
up either. Then he grabbed a hold of the trunk
of a tree and ripped it straight out of the ground,
something he later felt bad about. After they were done
testing Ken's new powers, they flew to Gary's house. They
knocked on the door and the kind nurse opened it up. Gary,
We've brought you a present, he announced. The hoverchair floated
in behind him for me. Gary asked his eyes wide
for you, Grandpa, Roebonese said. They helped Gary into the
hoverchair and taught him the controls. Soon Gary was zipping
around in circles, flying up and down and laughing like
a little kid. Well, Grandpa Roebonese said, I guess was
some sort of justice squad. Now, yeah, Ken said the
Geriatric Justice Squad, And with that the team was officially born.
Their first mission didn't come from some sort of dramatic
signal in the sky or a little red phone that
was connected directly to the Commissioner's office. It came from
a phone call their friend, Mabel, it seems, had fallen
victim to a scam, tricked into buying Amazon gift cards
for criminals posing as her grandson. Stuck in jail, she
lost all of her money. This is a travesty, Grandpa
Roebonese declared. We need to do something I would like
to help. Spaceship said, but I have another mission to
attend to. However, I track the scammer's location. Here, take
this map. Spaceship handed them a little paper map marked
scammers headquarters. Thank you, Spaceship, they said. Spaceship zoomed off
into space once again, leaving the Geriatric Justice Squad to
handle things without Spaceship to ride inside. The three of
them loaded into the flying truck, putting Gary in the back,
of course, and blasted off into the sky. They flew
high above the clouds across oceans and over top of
countries until they reached the scammer's headquarters, a shady looking
office building in a very crowded city. Landing in the
parking lot, they marched inside. At the reception desk, a
woman smiled, hellou, can I help you well? Here for
the scammers, Grandpa Rowbones said, scammers. We don't have any
scammers here, she insisted. Oh no, Grandpa Roebonese said, pointing
to a door labeled scam Room. What's behind there?
Speaker 2: Then?
Speaker 1: Oh? That no, that's totally just sort of like an
inside joke we have. There's no scammers through that room,
the receptionist assured him, But Grandpa Robonese wasn't buying it.
He stormed over and kicked the door open with all
of his robotic might. Inside was a room absolutely full
of scam all talking on phones, working on computers, and
clearly trying to trick people. Hey you, Grandpa robones shouted,
you're scamming days ah rova. The scammers stopped what they
were doing, looked at the three old men, and then
they all broke out laughing hysterically. Oh you gonna do,
old man, one sneered, beat us up with your old broom.
Without a word, Grandpa Rowbones rushed to a computer. Ken
used his exoskeleton to restrain one of the scammers while
Grandpa hacked into their systems. Soon every computer in the
room was counting down from two minutes. If my friend's
money isn't returned by the time this hits zero, Grandpa said,
all of your information goes public and your bank account
gets emptied into the world's worst charity anyone could ever imagine.
The scammer started to panic. None of them were sure
what the world's worst charity was, but none of them
wanted to give money to charity at all. Unsure of
what else to do, they attacked. Luckily, the cheriatric justice
squad was ready. Grandpa roe Bones darted forward with robotic speed,
flipping one scammer over his shoulder and sending him flying
into a copier machine. He unleashed spinning kicks that sent
others brawling, his mechanical knees glowing with each impact. Ken
once again activated his exoskeleton, metal bracing his body, and
he bulldozed into a group of scammers, lifting one in
each hand like toy dolls and tossing them into a pile.
Gary spun in the air with his hover chair, unleashing
an arsenal of gadgets. A water cannon blasted scammers into
the wall of freeze, Ray locked others in blocks of ice,
and a grappling hook swung down from the ceiling, scooping
up an unlucky scammer like a claw machine prize. More
scammers charged, but Gary's hoverchair deployed a mini shield, bouncing
them back like rubber balls. Grandpa Robo Knees vaulted over desks,
hurling a coffee pot that exploded into a cloud of
hot TEA Ken picked up an entire office desk and
used it like a battering ram. One scammer tried sneaking
up behind them, only for Gary to fire a sticky
net that wrapped the attacker like a fly in a
spider's web. It wasn't long before the scammers were either
knocked out, frozen, tied up, or just plain cowering in fear.
And then the countdown on the computers hit zero. Well,
what happens now, Ken asked, does all the money get
transferred to that charity? Grandpa Robees chuckled Hi, who was
just bluffing about that all I actually did was start
a time a counting down on all of the computers.
Nothing wheally happens when it hit zero, but it clearly
got them working. Now, with a little more time, I
may actually be able to reverse things, Grandpa Robonese said.
He sat down on the computer and furiously started hitting
all sorts of different buttons, tracing scam after scam, collecting
money and returning it to as many people as he
possibly could. With the job done, the geriatric Justice Squad
called the police and headed back outside to Grandpa Robonese
flying truck. The truck hovered up into the air, the
tires folded in underneath it, and once again they blasted
off into the sky, high above the clouds, passing quickly
over different countries, across the ocean and back home. Grandpa
rob Knees dropped off Ken first and then Gary, before
eventually returning to his own home. He carefully landed the
truck in the driveway, walked inside all the way whistling.
Having his friends be able to participate in an adventure
like that really had his spirits up. That being said,
he was feeling pretty tired. Grandpa climbed into the nearest
bed he could find, pulled the covers up to his chin,
and allowed his head to hit the pillow. With each breath,
he released a little more tension, and from his muscles,
his body sank down deeper and deeper into the mattress,
and he allowed his mind to wander off to dreams
of new things and new geriatric justice to come. Good night, everyone,
M M S.
Speaker 3: More than M New York, M more Union, no more, never,
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Speaker 1: M M