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Well so much for Bart. Richard would no longer be his friend. The two didn't have anything in common anyway. It had all been one big waste of time. It was a new school day and he lifted his hand up for the door knob of his classroom. He turned it and went inside only to hear Bart exclaim, "Look everyone there he is. The kid that's too good for us!" Soon the whole class was yelling.
"Rich Kid! Rich Kid! Rich Kid!"
Max sat at the back of the class watching quietly as always. Luckily he hadn't gotten into too much trouble over the mudman incident and his father wasn't upset with him. It seemed that Richard was the one that got off the worst from this incident. Richard threw his head back proud ignoring the mob and struted over to his seat. They'd be sorry they messed with him, perhaps not now, but later they would be.

The day had been long and Richard walked along the long orange wall of the school on his way home. He had his hands in his pickets and a frown on his face. He was bent over kicking his feet as walked when he heard a gruff voice behind him.
"Well if it isn't the Rich Kid!" Richard turned and found himself face to face with Nelson Muntz the school bully. Nelson was a large pudgy kid, with shoulder length stringy brown hair. He always wore a bluish grey vest over his T-shirt and shorts. Nelson's teeth stuck out in all directions giving the boy a menacing look. He had always sat directly behind Richard and never paid him any mind before, what could he possibly want? Richard faced him with his arms crossed.
"What is it, Nelon?" He said annoyed that this gorilla was taking up his valuble time.
"I've never beaten up a rich kid before. I bet they have a lot more lunch money. So hand it over Rich Boy, NOW!" Said Nelson threatening him with a waving fist.
"What? No way!" Said Richard defiantely.
"OK." Said Nelson calmly and raised his fist again. Richard turned to run, but Nelson was incredibly fast for his size. He caught up to him, grabbed Richard by the shoulder and pulled back on him throwing him against the wall. It felt like his back would shatter. Richard sat dazed against the wall when Nelson's shadow crept over him. He was relentless, first a fist across his face, then one in the gut followed by a kick in the back. Richard fell to the ground as his feet were swept from under him and then it all seemed like on big mound of pain. He couldn't tell where Nelson was striking him as he passed out. Satisfied that his victim had had enough Nelson reached into his pockets and found his prize.
"Woe, jack pot! Well, I'll be seeing you tomorrow then." He said happily as his found a good sum of cash, then left Richard face down on the ground.

The school ground was quiet and the wind blew softly causing the grass to bend. Maximillian had stayed behind to work on a project and stepped out into the setting sunlight on his way home. As he passed by the infamous wall he saw the form of a fallen boy. Curious he tilted his head to one side then ran over to see who it was. Max placed a hand on his shoulder. The boy didn't move. Concerned he turned him over and saw it was Richard. The poor kid had nasty bruises all over his face and a fair sized gash over his left eye. This was clearly the work of Nelson Muntz. Max reached into his backpack. He kept rubbing alcohol in a small chemistry kit that he carried with him. He poured some into a cloth and rubbed it on Richard's cuts. Better now that he was unconscience so he wouldn't feel the sting. Richard's eyes tightened. He obviously felt something and was beginning to awake. Max placed the cloth under his nose hoping the strong scent would bring him around. A few seconds later his eyes opened. Max reached under his neck and sat him up.
"Are you alright?" Asked Max genuinely concerned.
"Oh." Said Richard as he held his head. Disoriented he looked around confused not exactly sure where he was. "Where am I?"
"You're still at school. Nelson got you didn't he?" Max said. Richard nodded affirmitively. "Well don't worry, you'll be alright now."
"Why are you being so nice to me?" Asked Richard completely perplexed by Max's generosity.
"I've been beaten up by Nelson too. I hate seeing it happen to others." He helped Richard to his feet.
"Um, well thank you. You're Maximillian, right?" Asked Richard.
"Yeah, but call me Max."
"Ok, Max. I'm Richard. Listen, about the incident with the mud man. I'm, I'm sorry I was mean to you." Richard was very proud and it was difficult for him to appologize to anyone for anything, but he knew if Max hadn't come along he might have woken up on that lawn the following morning. Max smiled back at him and accepted his appology.

Frink sat at the table of a small cafe. He sipped on a cup of hot coffe and thought about Frink Laboratories. He couldn't believe that he owned them now. After the Observatory was burned down by an angry mob it was rebuilt outside the city. As a child he would go to the Observatory often and the whole staff had gotten to know him. Now that he was a reputable scientist the town decided that no one was more qualified than the Professor to run the new Observatory or what he renamed Frink Laboratories. It was a dream come true and now he worked right along side his wife. It really was a family business now. He sipped the coffee again and realized that there still wasn't enough sugar in it. Frink stood and walked to the back to get a few more packs when he felt a tap on the should and heard a gruff voice say, "Frink?"

He turned and came face to face with a thick frightening face. The man's hair was grey and he smiled at Frink with a nasty row of square teeth. Frink recognized him instantly as his old high school bully.
"AAHH!! Sharky, I..I..how...you.."
"Relax Frink!" He said with a hearty laugh. Frink was pressed against the counter trying to put as much distance between him and the bully as well possible in the small confine. Frink shut his eyes, but nothing happened. He opened one eye, then the other.
"Relax? Um hay, you aren't going to beat me up?" He asked timidly.
"Beat you up? No. I don't do that anymore. Goodness, it's been years since I've seen you. Listen, I want to appologize for the way I treated you in the past. I hadn't expected you to react with utter fright when I tapped you, but then I guess that's all I ever showed you back in school. Can we put that behind us and be friends?" He asked placing his hand out in a friendly hand shake. Frink loosened up at last and gladly took his hand.
"Zoi!! Of course, Sharky! I'd love to be friends." He said enthusiastically with a huge toothy smile. Sharky couldn't help but laugh.
"Well, I guess you can call me Jake now." He turned around and pointed to a huge bald spot where his shark fin used to be, only a remnant of the fin remained. Frink stared with his mouth wide open.
"Oh dear."
"Yeah not much of a shark fin now is it?" Said Jake jokingly.
"You'll always be Sharky to me though." Said Frink. Sharky had been so close that Frink only saw his face. Now he took a look and couldn't believe it but the man was well dressed in a nice dark red suit. It was quite the change from the scruffy T-Shirt and pants he wore back in high school. Sharky had become a business man and was doing very well for himself.
"Well Sharky, I'll buy you a coffee and we can toast to our new found friendship, goh hay!"
"Hey sounds great." replied Sharky with a smile.

He pulled into the parking lot. Work had been hard and he loved to leave the premiss for lunch breaks. Owen pushed open the glass double doors of the cafe. He stood in the door way a moment reading the menu. This place was new, many of the places he had seen where new since he had moved back. After deciding what to order he looked at the line hoping it wouldn't be too long. His eyes quickly fell upon a tall thin figure in a green lab coat. Instantly the fire lit up in Owen's eyes. It couldn't be him! All these years and his flames of hate hadn't died down in the least bit. His mind may have forgotten but his heart had not. Owen stormed over, placed his hand on Frink shoulder and whirled him around.
"It IS YOU!" He snarled.
"Owen? Bwah hey! Oh, It's been such a long time. What an interesting day this has been to meet..."
Before he could finish his sentence Owen grabbed him hard by the arm and shoved him to the back of the room.
"How often do you come here?!?" He asked staring hard into Frink's face.
"Uh, well, everyday actually." Frink responded nervously.
"Well NOT Any More!" Yelled Owen as he threw Frink into a corner. People scattered out of the way as Frink crashed back frist into a table and ended up on the floor. His coffee spilled everywhere. Owen advanced on him and towered over him as Frink cowered, curled up and huddled against the wall. "You aren't coming back here ANY MORE! I don't ever want to see your ugly face anywhere near me again, you got that!"
"Yes sir." Whispered Frink. Suddenly Owen felt a tap on his own shoulder. He turned his wrathful gaze on the stranger when he suddenly felt himself lifted into the air, smash against a wall and remain there feet dangling in the air. His vision quickly came back into focus and he couldn't believe what he saw.

"Sharky? What are you doing here?" He asked, angered that this big ape dare handle him like his.
"Taking out the trash. Well it seems like some things never change now do they. Because of you, I had to remember my old bully skills that I hoped I'd never have to call on. Now leave Frinky alone, he's my friend. You hear me, Owen?" Sharky said sternly.
"FRIEND?!?! That slime ball is your friend? What happened to you Sharky?" Owen looked him straight in the eye with no fear. "Did you lose your shark fin to a bowl of soup? That must have been where your strength was. You used to eat guys like him for breakfast. I admired you more when you had the gall to put down those beneath you."
Angered by his defiance Sharky shoved him harder into the wall and gave him a quick jab in the stomach.
"I still have the gall to put you down and take you down because YOU ARE beneath me, Owen. Heck you are beneath US. At least I matured. When are you going to come up to my level?"
Owen struggled and attempted to kick him, but Sharky would have none of it. He yanked him off the wall and flung him out the double doors. Owen hit the pavement hard and rolled a few feet before coming to a stop. He was out cold. Sharky ran out after him, but there was nothing left to be done with him excet to leave him to the elements. He went back inside and extended his hand to Frink who was still shaking in the corner. He lifted him to his feet.
"I'm sorry you had to see that. Are you alright?" Frink nodded still shaken by it all. "It's been years since I've done something like that, heck it felt kinda good but NO I will not return to bulling. Speaking of which, Frink you really should stand up for yourself. That creep's had it out for you for years. When's he gonna grow up?"
"Thank you, Sharky um hay, but I don't think I can. I'm...too much of a coward." He looked at his watch. "Oh dear look at the time, I must get back to work ZOI! Thanks again for everything." Frink waved at Sharky and then ran out the door.

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