The Idiot's Keeper/3

Shwoo was sitting at her desk, sketching a picture of Strong Bad. Joshua walked up.

"Hey, Shwoo." Joshua said. Shwoo looked up.

"Hey, Joshua." Shwoo replied.

"Do you have that report?"

Shwoo handed the file containing the report she wrote yesterday to Joshua. He noticed the worried look on her face.

"What's the matter?" Joshua asked.

"Well, some weird things have been going on. First of all, there was a fire on Salisbury street. Then there were three buildings destroyed by one oddly shaped foot. What if it doesn't stop?" Shwoo said, a little bit scared.

"Shwoo," Joshua tried to comfort Shwoo. "It's all in your head. It will stop. Things like that hardly happen. It's just a coincidence. Don't worry." Joshua walked away.

Shwoo didn't feel confident. She felt the opposite.

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Shwoo was driving home. On the way, she saw a destroyed building with an oddly-shaped indent. It was like a millstone had landed on it. She noted it down. But what she was going to see in a few seconds, she might write it in all-caps.

"HOLY CRAP!" Shwoo shrieked.

Her house was on fire. It was now burned to the ground. A fire truck just pulled up. When it started dousing the flames, a certain orange Ram pulled up behind her. Homestar tiger jumped out.

"I came as soon as I saw the smoke. Are you okay?" Homestar tiger asked.

"That depends. Do you mean physically or mentally?" Shwoo muttered.

"What do you mean?"

"I've got nowhere to stay tonight."

Homestar tiger looked at her upset friend. Then he looked at the house, now not on fire. Just wet.

"See what you can scavenge. You're staying at my house." Homestar tiger offered.

Shwoo turned around and thought for a minute. "Okay."

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The front door to 7210 Shot band drive opened and Homestar tiger and Shwoo walked in. Homestar tiger pulled the cushions off the couch and pulled out the couch bed. He threw a comforter, a blanket, and a few pillows onto the mattress. Shwoo got on.

"Don't worry, Shwoo. We'll get you some clothes and stuff tomorrow." Homestar tiger said.

"Thanks, Homestar tiger." Shwoo said sleepily. Homestar tiger walked away.

I don't get this. Why my house? Shwoo thought. Somebody must be really destructive. But at least I have somewhere to stay. Shwoo noticed what was going on, and she smiled. The idiot is giving me my salary: a place to stay. I guess it's not so bad being The Idiot's keeper. She drifted off to sleep.