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Chef PeePee started putting away the food supplies he had brought out to make lunch. The only thing he left out was some water bottles that he and Junior were drinking out of.

They both stood up and stepped out of the alley. They walked past the tech store, but stopped when they saw the TVs in the window, or moreso what was on them.

"Breaking news, m'kay, recently two people from Pensacola have gone missing. One is a 12 year old boy named Justin Bowser Reynolds Jr, commonly knowns as Junior, who goes to Y U DUMB elementary as a 6th grader. The second is a black-italian-french man named Fernando Strongbottom, or commonly known as Chef PeePee. What a name." The news anchor said. "On screen are photos of the two respectively. It is suspected that the Chef has kidnapped the boy, and is currently in hiding. If you have any tips or sightings of them, please call the local police station immediately."

Both of the boys hearts dropped as soon as they saw their pictures on the broadcast. Chef PeePee figured they'd be reported missing soon, but not this early. He looked around them hastily for any witnesses, before taking Junior's arm and speedwalking away from the scene. Junior was as stunned as the Chef was, possibly even more.

"Are the police going to come looking for us now?" Junior asked, his voice quiet from worry.

"Yes, Junior. They are. We have to get out of here, fast. They're going to find us... they're going to find us!" Chef PeePee vented, pacing around and breathing fast. He held his hand to his chest to slow his panting down. it felt as if he was gasping for air.

Junior felt the same way inside. He never wanted his dad to find him. He thought they'd be home free, but from the looks of it, he was going to have a one way ticket back to his house with the monster he calls his father. He could feel his own breathing rate increase, but he knew he needed to stay calm. That's what Chef PeePee would do. He'd stay calm, and find a way to solve the problem.

"Breathe, Chef PeePee. Let's start heading out now, before someone sees us." Junior told the man, interlocking his arm with the chef's. "We're going to get out of here, we got this."

"Yes, right." The chef responded. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. With one last breath, he stepped out of the alley, this time on the opposite side of the buildings. He looked frantically around to make sure no one saw them. He really hoped people around here didn't watch the news.

They walked for about a block, until they heard a voice.

"Junior! Is that you?!" The voice said. Chef PeePee and Junior both froze. After a second to register what happened, they both recognized the voice.

"Joseph?"