Haunted School -2
The Talent Shop
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What to do
The very same week, Mr. Thatcher [ 17] announced the PCA Middle School Talent Show.
Dustin smiled emphatically. He wanted to win this year's contest, so he was going to be the coolest boy of his classes. But what to do? He wanted to saw a virgin into half, but were there any virtuous virgins left at the PCA? Unfortunately Zoey had the intention to spend that evening at a book presentation at Reader's Corner, half the way down to LA. Sawing Lola would make him cool, but she feared that he could saw her bra into half. His latest resort was asking a boy to dress as a girl. He tried Robert Carmichael, [ 18] aka Scooter, but he knew that Scooter was a coward. He was going to have to bribe him with gummy worms. But then he had a better idea ... why not ask his new friend from San Diego? Megan was extraordinarily cool, she would blow the competitors away, if not figuratively, then literally with her oboe. Dustin went to his laptop and started the Interweb Instant Messenger, running on an old version of Quinndoze QP, an operational system invented and maintained by Quinn Pensky. Unfortunately Dustin had only an old version at his disposal, so he wondered what the new versions were like, undoubtfully they were the best software ever written.
Megan beamed. "Boobs, may you take me to the PCA, next Saturday? Dustin needs me for a talent shop. Middle school only, so no Blues brothers!" Megan grinned. She remembered when Drake and Josh had won a talent shop at Belleview. [ 19]
Alas, the boobs had different reasons to go to Malibu again.
Josh hoped to get to talk to Quinn about the latest chemical formulae.
Drake hoped to be able to make out with Lola Martinez.
"Do you know that Robby goes to the PCA?"Megan asked.
The boobs had been clueless, but now they understood why their annoying foe had not been seen often, as of recent. Yet it was another reason to go to the PCA and show it to the annoying neighbours' kid.
As Megan had mentioned the old Blues Brother number, he had an idea ... "Why not ask Helen to be their moderator for the talent show?"
Josh and Megan agreed wholeheartedly. In no case should Jerkemiah Slothman, or whatever his name was, give yet another lame moderation. The one of the wrestling festival had been so sluggish ...
Dustin had already had the feeling of being neglected by Zoey. This had been growing strong when, juyst a few days after the wrestling weekend, the grandma of Chase Matthews had died. Zoey was now always by his side, almost to the degree of not knowing anymore that she had a little brother. For that reason, Dustin had jumped into the well,swimming around like a fish. Vice principal Thatcher had caught him, and Zoey was upset. Dustin had blamed his roomies with having incited him, thus Dean Rivers had chosen to give Dustin a new roommate.
"I'm Nevel Papperman!" The new roomie entered Dustin's room, gazing enigmatically. There was something strange in Nevel's eyes, and the way he walked was downright atactic.
"Hi ... I'm Dustin ..." He was slightly scared.
"I've come in order to investigate the ghost ..." Nevel told Dustin. "Don't tell that around, my mission is secret!"
"Yeah?" Dustin was astonished.
Nevel grinned. "I'm an expert for ancient curses, and this school is under one."
"Charles Galloway?" Dustin was perplexed. "That was like 50 years ago, and the school is not much older than a century"
"Don't get misguided by those puny facts!" Nevel boomed fanatically, "Seek for the truth, Dustin! Do you seek it? You seek it!"
Dustin scratched his head. He was genuinely interested. "OK ... I do whatever you say"
Nevel grinned. "Do you like campfires?" He opened his laptop which showed a pic of a campfire. Background music was playing. Nevel warmed his hands over the picture of the fire, relaxing seemingly. "Do you want to dance, Dustin?"
Dustin shrugged. "Why not?" He stood up and let Nevel sweep him across the floor.
Before The Performance
Zoey was desperate. She wanted to go to a lecture by her favourite Author J.T. Hawrthorne. Yet she had not found anyone to get her there, and Dorm Adviser Coco Wexler, one of the few adults who were still basically available, requested a meal of Michael Barret's ravioli in turn for a ride. Zoey had asked Michael, but he was forced to build a cotton swab pyramid with some quirky Stacey Dillsen. The latter talked with a penetrant lisp. She knew that she could get Michael to make some ravioli for Coco once she found someone to help Stacey fixing the pyramid.
Along came Chase Matthews. "Hi Zoey! Help me! A hoard of cartoon freaks are after my soul."
"OK ..." Zoey saw her chance. "Help Stacey building her pyramid, and I will help you get rid of Firewire and his gang!" She knew that Chase didn't like to do something by Stacey's side, nobody did. "If you're my friend, you're going to do that. For I'd die from missing out on J.T. Hawthorne's lecture."
Chase moaned with downright disgust, but he obeyed soon unto Zoey's command.
Zoey beamed. She stepped up to Wayne Gilbert aka Firewire, the most freaky person on campus. "Quinn has got a new version of her operational system, Quinndoze QP. Don't you want to see it?"
Firewire and his friends Neil and Arthur beamed. "Yeah sure! That's more fun than Galaxy Wars and Superman!"
Zoey smiled. "J.T., I'm coming!"
Firewire approached Quinn, his former archfoe. He had banned girls from his science club because he knew that Quinn was intellectually superior and would make him look like a dummy. "We've heard you've got a new edition of Quindoze QP? The best ever?"
Quinn shook her head and sighed bitterly. "No more! Dork del Figgalo has poured sauce over it, now it's all gone!"
Firewire shrugged. "OK, then back to Chase!"
Quinn scratched her head. "Wait, guys! Today, Simon Nelson Cook is coming for a visit. He may help me fix the whole mess that Mark has caused, even create something even better than Quinndoze QP!"
Firewire beamed. "If I help you, will it be renamed to Firewire FW?"
Quinn shook her head. "But this release will be subtitled to Wayne ..."
Firewire agreed on the deal.
Finally, Drake, Josh, and Megan arrived on the campus. Drake wanted to see Lola straight away, yet he didn't know where to find her. She had to babysit the infants of Mr. Bender, one of the teachers.
Josh was going to look for Quinn.
Megan wished the boobs a lot of luck finding those girls. She knew where to find Dustin, over in the middle school lounge.
Dustin greeted Megan enthusiastically. Then he introduced her to Nevel. "He's an expert for curses and woes!"
Megan beamed brightly. She knew a few people whom she'd like to curse until the days of dystopia, precisely Drake and Josh.
Nevel had a strange feeling when he saw Megan for the first time. It is as if he had already seen her in a vision. He trusted his dreams when it came down to locating ancient curses. And Megan looked like the medium that he needed for talking to those ancient ghosts. He couldn't help stepping up to Megan and kissing her on the cheek. "This was a kiss on the cheek, yet for another kiss I seek!"" He declared rhythmically.
"Wow!" Megan beamed. Then she kissed him back on the other cheek.
Dustin was astonished.
Nevel grinned. "OK, Megan, you're now an initiate in my Arcane Lodge."
"Cool!" Megan beamed proudly.
"Many are the fools who believe that Judas Ischarioth was a traitor. But he wasn't." Nevel stated emphatically. "His kiss on Gethsemane meant initiation into a higher order of awareness of the eternal mysteries of death and life."
Dustin and Megan smiled. They knew that they were something special.
"What arcane things are we going to prepare for the talent shop?" Dustin wondered.
Megan chuckled. "Just a few weeks ago, I've deviced a trick to help the great Henry Doheny regain his popularity.[ 20] It worked ... fine."
Dustin beamed. "Doheny? Wow! He was my great idol. I'm glad that you've made him come back! How did you do that?"
"I've told Doheny to feign his own death, making it look like an accident." Megan snickered. "More precisely. Clueless Drake and Josh had to perforate Doheny in a box with swords during a magical performance. When the box was opened, Doheny appeared dead. Yet at the funeral mess, he appeared alive, again ..."
Dustin smiled. "Cool! Too bad we haven't got the time to wait for a funeral, as the talent shop will be decided tonight."
"Very true!" Megan admitted. "Your trick of sawing a virgin isn't bad, we just need to spice it up a bit, with the aid of our invisible slave that lurks at the PCA ...!" She unpacked her oboe and blew a few accords.
Nevel and Dustin grinned enigmatically.
Drake had asked his way around to dorm 101 Butler Hall. He knocked at the door and heard Lola's sweet voice. He stepped cautiously into the dorm. His heart beat like a sledge hammer in a blacksmith's workshop. "Hi!"
"Hi?" Lola wondered. "Hey! You are ... Drake Parker, the great rock star!" She beamed brightly while she made some yoga exercises, not really watchuing Mr. Bender's kid which kept on rummaging through Zoey's belongings.
"Yeah! That's me!" Drake smiled. "So you're the great actress Lola Martinez? The kid isn't yours, is it?"
Lola shook her head. "It belongs to a techer of ours. So what are you doing here?"
"I've thought that babysitting is a bit boring, so I've made the way from San Diego to Malibu in order to entertain you a bit ..." Drake stammered, filled with excitement.
Lola smiled. "Oh, that's nice from you. You're right, it is boring, and I'm not really up to that resposnsibility, but it pays well, and I need the bucks for cosmetic materials like lip gloss, hair dye, colognes, and stuff like that." She sighed. "You need to upkeep your beauty and appeal if you want to make it into TV, some day, and that's expensive ..."
"But your natural beauty is already so stunning ..." Drake flattered Lola.
"Oh ... thanks!" She smiled.
Drake nodded. He sat down by Lola's side and unpacked his guitar. "I hope the baby isn't chewing something important?"
"Not really ..." Lola shrugged. "It is just eating up Quinn's toenails. She collects them ... she's quinnsane!"
"Cranky scientists ..." Drake thought of all those nerds like Josh, Eric, Craig, Mindy etc. "Do you want to have your own babies?" Drake blushed.
"Some day ..." She smiled. "Uhm, was that a proposal?"
Drake didn't yet think about marriage and family, yet ... "Would you ... mind us marrying ... some day" He stammered with embarassment.
Lola scractched her hair. "Depends." She smiled and shrugged. "Yes, if you are a good kisser, otherwise ... no!" Actually she had heard a lot about Drake's great kissing quality, those were common knowledge among the Southern Californian teenage girls.
"Do you want to find out?" Drake asked anxiously.
"Sure!" Lola beamed. She closed her eyes and played with her lips.
Drake grabbed her and pulled her into a lingering kiss.
Lola felt a tingling wave from head to toes. Drake's kisses were not just good, they were supertastic, the best one might find across the USA! "Wow! I could get accustomed to that ..." She beamed. "Or maybe even addicted ..." Truthfully spoken, she was already addicted by now.
Drake was surprised how easy that went. He had had hard times keeping girlfriends that stay with him for a few weeks, and Lola already started making wedding plans or stuff like that ... why not? They were both going to gain a lot of publicity when it works out well.
Lola smiled, not caring about what Bender Junior was about doing. He might have drunk all of Quinn's caustic chemicals, Lola and Drake wouldn't have noticed the least bit.
Drake took his guitar and sang a song for Lola.
Well hello let's go
Everybody must know
Love's in my heart like a bomb
It's blowing a song inside I'm singing
Sunshine that your bringing now and
It makes me happy
I can't get enough of your love
Cause it makes me happy
Living in a day-dream
I'll show you what it all means
Spending some time in the sun
Let's get up and run
It's just beginning
And I just can't stop singing
Because it makes me happy
It makes me happy
It makes me want to sing.
[ 21]
Lola kept on melting away like led in a blast furnace.
It was a great timing. Quinn had had been waiting in the lounge, studying some plans. She had not wanted to wait in her dorm as the crying infant would have made her excessively nervous, hence unable to concentrate on her work.
Unfortunately, Simon Nelson Cooke and Joshuah Nichols entered that lounge at the same time. Careless as ever, those dorks had failed to notice each other and they crashed again. Ouch!
Quinn chuckled. "Hi boys!" She beamed brightly. "May you help me fix something?"
"Yeah!" Cookie and Josh boome unison. They sat down next to Quinn, sandwiching her.
"OK, this is Quinndoze 2006. My worthless boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend, had poured oyster sauce all over it." She sighed deeply.
Cookie shrugged. "OK, I guess I may help here ..."
"Me too!" Josh beamed, seeing a great occasion to prove his supreme skills to a geek girl. Mindy had never fully appreciated his, she had belittled them, humiliating him downright.
"May that new Quinndoze QP emulate my Sontendo Game Prism and my Game Girl?" Josh wondered.
Quinn nodded. "The guys here are addicted to really dumb video games, such as racers and shooters. I hope you are better ..."
Josh and Cookie nodded simultaneously.
Then the three geeks fumbled with the computer, forgetting about time.
"One Mississippi ... Two Mississippi ..." Stacey Dillsen counted the seconds for the white glue to harden. She had to be very precise here.
Chase was really bored. Stacey spoke with a heavy lisp, and this tore at Chase's nerves like barbed hooks. Hence the word Mississippi hurt him a lot.
White glue and cotton swabs, cotton swabs and white glue ..
Chase was stuffed up from head to toes, but what would he not have done for Zoey, the most demanding of his friends. He was about going insane.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Chase opened it. A girl in his age entered. "You are?"
"Jenifer Mosely, from James K. Polk Highschool in La Mesa, San Diego County." The girl sighed. "But you may call me Moze!" She shook his hand and smiled.
Stacey felt interrupted. "Silence! I need to concentrate on the glue!"
Moze sighed. "I'm a passionate woodshopper, and I need some white glue in order to help my seventh-grade cousin with his woodshop presentation. I've heard that A certain Stacey Dillsen ... and there I am."
Stacey beamed. It was the first time someone was about asking her for something. Most pupils went out of her way, avoiding any contact with Mrs. Cotton Swabs. "Oh, yeah, I've bought a few buckets in advance."
Moze smiled. "That's great! What are you using the glue for?"
"I'm building sculptures with cotton swabs!" Stacey boomed. "See, I would really like to work in a woodshop, but dad doesn't let me do that, so I work with cotton swabs, for the time being."
"That's interesting!" Moze chuckled. "You must be very creative ..."
Stacey beamed like 1000 suns. "Yeah, it sure is!"
Chase shook his head and started to yawn. "My friend Zoey has condemned me to help Stacey, otherwise ..."
"Oh, if it's like that ..." Moze smiled. "It will take me a quarter to complete my cousin's work, then I may help Stacey with the cotton swabs. Is that OK?"
"Of course!" Stacey beamed. That was the first time that someone volunteered for such a thing.
Chase sighed with relief. Finally, he saw some light at the end of the tunnel.
The Performance
Dean Rivers opened the talent sho. "And now I'm going to pass the microphone to Mrs. Helen Baxter from San Diego. When I was young and watched sitcoms, little Georgina used to take my breath away. Now, Helen was little Georgina. An applause for Helen Baxter!"
Most pupils could not imagine Dean Rivers as a young guy. But of course he had been, long ago.
Helen Baxter introduced herself. She ran Southern California's biggest motion cinema chain, with headquarter in Belleview in San Diego County. But she also like moderating events like talent shops.
The pupils applauded frenetically.
Dustin was already anxious.
"And our next number is ... Dustin Brooks, and his friends Nevel Papperman and Megan Parker!" Helen announced. "They are going to do something magical, like the great Henry Doheny!" Helen had been present when Henry Doheny had feigned his own death by the hands of clueless Drake and Josh.
Dustin, Megan, and Nevel entered the stage.
Nevel was wearing a girl's wig which Dustin had wanted Scooter to wear, but it looked equally nice on Nevel.
"Ladies and gents ..." Dustin looked around. "I'm now going to saw two virtuous virgins into half: Megan Parker and Nevelina Papperman ..."
Nevel grinned. "OK, the wig is a fake ..." He removed it. "And woe to you if you laugh about that! You are going to rue the day, until dystopia!" He thundered aloud into the masses.
The audience gasped in astonishment.
Megan played a little tune with her oboe.
"Megan's music makes the saw vibrate, now it may easily cut through stone and steel!" nevel exclaimed.
Then Dustin locked Nevel and Megan into one black box each. The heads and feet protruded from the ends of the boxes. He swang his saw around and started cutting the boxes into half.
"Eeeew, that tickles!" Megan plastered a feint grin.
Nevel remained apathetic. "I use to cuddle porcupines, that's nothing special at all!"
The audience gasped.
Finally, the two boxes were divided into half. Dustin grinned. "And now I'll screw Megan's head half to Nevel's bottom half, and vice versa!" He did exactly what he had announced.
Suddenly, just when Dustin had finished recombining the parts of the boxes, a dense green fog covered the stage.
Many pupils felt immediately reminded to the night when some unnatural green mist had held the campus in fright and terror.
As fast as the mist had appeared, it dissipated again.
Dustin smiled. "OK, now let's open the boxes!"
When the covers of the boxes got lifted, Megan and Nevel left their boxes, but with their legs exchanged.
"Ooops! That doesn't seem quite right as it is!" Dustin declared, blushing mildly. Then he made them walk back into their boxes. "That will take a while, or ..."
Alas, the same mysterious green mist reappeared. When it had dissipated, Megan and Nevel stood there, right in their original constitution.
"Thanks, ladies and gents!" Dustin boomed.
Nevel, Megan, and Dustin bowed to the enthusiastic audience.
Zoey returned from her audition of J.T. Hawthorn in the bookshop café right before the end of the talent shop. She was lucky, as she wanted to be there in order to congratulate or comfort Dustin right on site, depending on the outcome of the talent shop. She sat down in the second row. "Hey! Aren't you a relative of Drake Parker?"
Josh nodded. "I'm his step-brother, Joshuah Nichols."
"So ... how was Dustin's and Megan's performance?"
"Great!" Josh admitted, "Alas, I've tried to be like Doheny for years, and notyhing came out of it. And Megan and Dustin and their scary friend beat everything I've ever tried ..." He sobbed.
"Megan's got it from you, by careful watching ..." Zoey smiled, trying to cheer Josh up.
Josh sighed. "So ... how was the lecture? I would have liked to come to Hawthorne, as well ... alas, I haven't known in time, and Drake hates books ..."
"Her books are better than her talks ..." Zoey shrugged. "And I couldn't catch an autograoh because I wanted to be back for Dustin."
Josh nodded solemnly. "I've agreed with Drake that he should come here and cheer for Megan." He sighed cluelessly. "But now I haven't seen Drake in three hours ..."
Zoey shrugged. "Sorry. Drake is a great rock star, but probably not the best big brother for Megan." She sighed. "I have also got quite a few remorses. Besides not being here in order to root for Dustin, I've also got my best friend, Chase Matthews to do some dirt job, just in order to allow me to make it to J.T. Hawthorne's presentation, and now ..." Suddenly, she heard a familiar voice. She turned around. "Chase! What the ..." He had obviously broken his promise, as they were impossibly already done with the xotton swab model, and now Stacey and Michael were going to be very mad at Zoey.
Chase chuckled. "Some Jenifer Mosely stumbled in and took over for me." He smiled luckily.
"Oh, lucky Chase ..." she stammered.
"Attention! Attention!" Helen used a megaphone in order to announce tye outcome. "And the winner of this year's talent shop is ..." The suspense increased. "Dustin Brooks and his friends Megan Parker and Nevel papperman!"
The hall almost burst from the applause.
Zoey jumped up and bounced around. "Yeah, Dustin! I knew that you could make it!" She stepped up to her little brother and huggled him dizzy.
At the same time, Kazu stepped up to helen baxter. "Sorry, ma'am, you have just been brilliant as a reporter." Kazu breathed deeply. "I'm a sponsor of the Open Mic Night , next week. And I want a cool moderator, not a lame one. Would you please ..."
"Sure!" Helen smiled. "But why do you speak with a Chinese accent inspite of running a Japanese restaurant?"
"Er ..." Kazu scratched his head.
Helen shrugged and walked away.
"I'm taking megan to bed now ..." Zoey told Josh.
"That's nice from you ..." Josh smiled and walked away. He had booked a one-night place in one of the boys' dorms.
After The Show
Megan had followed Zoey to dorm 101.
Zoey unlocked the door. "OK, Lola, I'm back..." She found Drake and Lola making out in a bean bag. Hence she was consternated. Also, the whole dorm appeared messed up. "Drake! Lola!"
Megan almost threw up. "That's disgusting!"
"Hi!" Lola smiled when she noticed Zoey and Megan.
Drake shrugged cluelessly.
"You know that it's way past curfew for boys in the girls' dorm?" Zoey asked sternly.
Both Drake and Lola had other things on their mind than the clock.
Megan and Zoey urged Drake to leave the dorm.
"When did you give the infant back to Mr. Bender?" Zoey asked Lola.
"What?" Lola had obviously forgotten about the baby. "Oh my God!" She screamed and looked around helpleslly. She noticed all the mess that the kid had caused, but the toddler himself was all but gone. "Where is he?" She went blue in her face.
Zoey and Megan looked everywhere in their dorm.
Zoey found her own belongings all disarranged. "What a mess! Lola!" She thundered angrily. "My design samples for the next fashion mess are ..."
Quinn entered her dorm. She whistled and smiled. "Yeah! Josh and Cookie are geniusses! We've repaired the whole thing in just three hours. Quinndoze QP 2007 is now thrice as cool as ..." Then she started recognising the horrible state in which the dorm was. "Whoah, what's that?" She was all consternated. "My toenails! Whoever that was, he'll pay so dearly for it ... Lola? Lola?" She thundered like a machine gun.
"Quinn has got a sixth toe on her right foot." Zoey explained unto Megan. "Hence she's very proud of those toenails."
"Oh cool ..." Megan whispered when she opened a closet. "And there's the culprit!" She found a todler rummaging all through the closet.
Zoey sighed with relief. "OK, I'm calling Mr. Bender and try to find an excuse." She looked sternly at Lola. "But once more, and I'll be done with you, for good! Do you get it?"
"Er ... yeah?" Lola stammered with dismay.
Zoey took her cellular phone and pushed the buttons.
"You better checjk your chemicals and stuff," Megan asked Quinn. "We don't hope that the infant hasd swallowed some of that disgusting looking liquids ..."
"You call my scientific objects disgusting?>" Quinn was a bit upset. But then she counterchecked. "OK, nothing has happened to my tinctures and my bacteria. "
"Good evening, Mr. Bender, this is Zoey Brooks ... yeah, Lola has guarded him well. Sorry that we're late, but the kid fell asleep, and we've thought it better not to wake it up ... no, no, there's no need for you to come and fetch him, I'll take him to you, in ten minutes max. ... Have a nice one! " Zoey ended the call and sighed with relief.
Megan spread her sleeping bag and an air mat. "Good night ..."
Zoey waved good night at Dustin's new girlfriend. "That has been an odd evening, though ... I guess I should not leave the dorm to my roomies ever again for a whole evening."
Josh sank onto his provisory bed. He sighed. It had been a great evening. He had helped Quinn repairing Quinndoze QP, and he had watched Megan winning the talent shop. But he worried a bit about Drake, yet he had been accustomed to it. Little was it beknownst to him what adventures he was going to encounter soon enough at this school.
The door went open, and Drake stumbled in.
"Where have you been?" Josh reminded Drake that he had promised to come to the show and root for Megan.
"Aw, the show!" Drake had totally forgotten about that. Now he had to fear that megan's wrath was going to be infinite. "Help me, Josh! Megan is going to kill me."
"And so?" Josh replied. "This is now your problem ... I've been at the show, and where have you been? Probably making out with various girls, as I know you. But this time, I won't cover you. Hah!"
"Only one girl ... Lola Martinez" Drake stammered.
Josh scratched his chin. "Not my problem, so let me sleep! If you care ... Megan has won the thing, so maybe you're safe ..."
Stacey and Moze were finally done building the pyramids using white glue and cotton swabs.
Moze yawned. "So I'm going to sleep in your dorm?"
Stacey nodded. "I've got a dorm on my own because nobody wants to share one with me."
"That's mean!" Moze sighed. She pities Stacey. "Maybe you can visit me in La mesa for one weekend or the other. I've got a small woodshop at home. Our teacher Dusty Chopsaw is very keen on my works ..."
Stacey beamed. "Cool!" She sighed. "But before that, I need to become the girlfriend of Logan Reeeeeeese." Stacey swooned. "Have you seen his arms? His arrrrrms!"
For Moze, Logan was just a jerk, and probably one who was going to treat Stacey like dirt, just as most others did. "If you say so ... OK, let's go to sleep ..."
Dustin and nevel smiled when they sank into their beds. "I think we should do the trick with the green mist more often ..." Dustin suggested.
"A couple of times ..." Nevel warned, though: "Don't overuse it! Ghosts are not endlessly patient, especially those connected to ancient curses!"
"So where does Charles Galloway really come from?" Dustin asked cautiously.
"I don't know yet ..." Nevel shrugged. "But we soon will get closer. Megan will come back for the Open Mic Night, right?"
Dustin nodded and swooned along with Nevel. They both were totally taken by that girl, but there was no jealousy as Dustin and Nevel were bound to stick together like brimstone and lava.
[ 17] from Chase's Grandma
[ 18] Robert Carmichael from Drake & Josh : Treehouse is portrayed by the same actor as Scooter in Favor Chain
[ 19] in Drake & Josh : Blues Brothers
[ 20] Drake & Josh : The Great Doheny
[ 21] Makes Me Happy by Drake Bell, which I don't own either.