Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day Page #4

Becky, Becky. Wait, wait up.

Hi!

I am really sorry

about burning your binder yesterday.

Today's a new day,

and I thought that we could go ahead...

and sail our ships with positivity!

Wow, okay.

Anyway, Philip Parker has chicken pox.

But my party's still on.

So if you want to swing by,

it's gonna be pretty cool.

- Is that right?

- Yeah.

I actually feel bad Philip's gonna

miss such a sweet party, but...

what can you do when you got the pox?

Okay, maybe.

Fantastic!

Maybe I'll see you later then.

Okay. See you.

See you!

No.

Should I put more over here?

Hey, birthday boy!

Nothing goofy, Dad.

- What? Alexander?

- Yeah...

and we're gonna need enough food,

cake and drinks for 50 kids.

- Everyone's coming.

- Okay, okay. Hold on. Now hold on.

What are you talking about?

Philip Parker has chicken pox.

The party's on!

That's fantastic. I mean, for you.

Yeah. And guess what? Elliot got

busted for text-bombing the school.

So I took your advice

and steered my ship with positivity.

And now Becky Gibson

might be coming, too.

So no magic tricks.

No tap dancing, nothing dorky.

- You got it.

- I'm turning 12.

Got it. 12-year-old cool straight up.

- Do it right now.

- It's just allergies.

Really?

Hey, Em. What's up?

They're making me miss dress rehearsal

to lay down in the infirmary.

And Anthony called me.

Celia broke up with him.

They're going to prom tonight.

Apparently not anymore.

Can I be excused?

Yes.

What?

Listen...

I am sorry about last night.

You have to believe me.

I would never say

those things about you.

And tonight, I'm going

to make it up to you.

X-O-X-O.

I heart you.

Look, I just want

everything to be perfect tonight.

Please...

be my date for the prom.

This isn't Gossip Girl, you two.

Get back inside, Celia.

See you tonight.

Yes!

Let's go, Wreck-It Ralph.

Principal's office now!

Are you sure I can't just

drop him off with you?

Honey, there's no way. Not today.

What happened to the babysitter?

She had to cancel again.

You know what? It's okay.

I'll just take him with me.

You're taking Trevor to the interview?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

How's he doing without Bumble Bee?

He is...

He is hanging in there. He's doing okay.

Okay, honey.

I gotta go. I gotta go. Good luck!

Thanks, you too, hon.

Hey, Anthony, what's up?

Dad, I broke a trophy case

and got suspended.

- What?

- You have to come and pick me up.

No! You gotta be kidding me.

They say you need to come get me.

No, no. You're gonna

have to wait at the Principal's

office till I'm done with my interview.

Fine, I'll be here.

Okay, bye.

On your left! I'm on your right!

On your right. On your left.

Are you okay?

I'm good. I got it!

I'm good. Don't worry!

Excuse me.

Mr. Van Dyke. Mr. Van Dyke!

I have been trying to reach you

because I'm here to save you.

I'm from the publishing company.

Let me start again. I'm not crazy.

Please welcome legendary performer...

- No, no.

- That's my cue.

We'll have a little

chat later, all right?

This is not something we should

leave until afterwards.

We wanna have a chat right now,

Mr. Van Dyke!

Please welcome Mr. Dick Van Dyke!

Please!

I insist that you get him.

And I insist you stay right there.

- Hi, kids!

- Sir!

And hi, moms and dads.

There was a misprint! Just two minutes!

If you guys don't know who I am,

ask your parents.

And if they don't know...

have them ask their parents.

We're gonna have a great time today.

- I'm gonna read to you.

- You're not gonna want to say...!

I'm gonna read from

a very special book.

You ready?

Get out of my way. I need him. Sir!

"Today's the day. You're growing up!

"I'm here to help you...

"take that dump!"

Please don't, sir!

"Take that dump in the pool!

"Take that dump on the bed!

"But, don't take a dump on your,

on your brother's head.

"You can take a dump like a frog.

"I'll take a big dump like a dog!"

No! It's "jump"!

It's just jump, sir. Not dump.

Would you excuse me for a moment?

I never agreed to do this kind of...

There was a misprint.

Jump like a frog. One little letter.

It was a mistake!

It was meant to be jump! I'm so sorry.

There she is, right there,

with the bad hair! She's behind this.

Okay, we got this. We got this, right?

You good? You cool? You ready?

You ready to nail this? All right.

Wow.

Hey, man, guys are ready for you.

- Let's go.

- Great, thank you.

At first we thought

it was a little weird

that you even applied for this job...

because we're

pretty young and you're...

Older.

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Kind of decrepit.

But then we took a look at your resume,

and your experience is awesome.

You're part of

the space station design team.

You have a Ph.D. in orbital mechanics.

I mean, for real?

For real.

Sorry.

Hey, you.

He's a little out of sorts today.

It's so hard to find the

Bumble Bee pacifier.

It would blow your mind. Anyway...

Here you go.

He's just gonna play for a while.

And, kids are crazy.

They're fun.

Yeah.

So, what were we talking about?

We're thinking about

launching this game.

We want it to be a space

station simulation strategy game.

We want it to be authentic

and completely immersive.

That sounds really exciting.

That's in my wheelhouse.

Great! We wanna hear some ideas.

I guess my first idea would

be modular evolution.

Cool.

Space stations are not static.

They grow over time.

So you would want to start with

perhaps a small space station...

and grow it into

an enormous space station.

And I think players

should have that opportunity.

They could add greenhouses.

They could add labs.

They could grow a space station...

as big as their imagination.

Your kid.

You know what, that'll be fine.

Because we can get daycare,

so that won't be an issue.

No, no, no.

Your kid right now...

his face is all green.

Wow, Trev.

Trevor. I know.

That's not for eating.

Yoshi, what's up, man?

Good news to report or what?

Actually, we have

a Skype call we gotta take.

But we will call you back.

Okay. You'll call me back?

- Yeah.

- All right.

Great. All right, we'll head out.

You ready to go?

Anthony,

of all the days for you to get sent

home, it had to be today?

Dad, it was a freak accident!

Don't!

What happened to Trevor?

That's real mature, Dad.

Hey, Salamander.

Hey, Dad!

What happened to Trevor?

He ate a delicious

green marker for lunch.

- Why are you here?

- Shut up.

Em, I thought you had to stay

to get ready for your play.

I need drugs.

Real drugs. The nurse will

only give me baby aspirin.

What happened to Trevor?

Emily, we're not gonna pump you

full of medicine. You're not a cyclist.

I'm not asking for steroids.

I need cough syrup, something.

Wait, Dad! How was your interview?

It was not a good fit.

But, you know?

We'll see what happens.

It was fine.

Try again next time.

- Hello.

- Hi, Mr. Brand.

I know she's not 100%, but...

as they say, the show must go on.

So, if you could get her back here by

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