Reserved

On September Nineteenth, Midas and Herb built a federal bank, since the USA didn't have one. Well, Herb claims they did it so Midas would have an excuse to look at other companies' gold.

Near the end of the day, their bank was donated to Amluc Riam for what he claimed was "an urgent and neccessary step of the financial future of Freezeland". That was rather odd, since Amluc's other two central banks sent the nation into a spiralling repression.

The event
Midas and Herb sat at the tree near their family's igloo. To the right, Canren was watching them, and the the left and elsewhere, stood the family's rolling four acres of space.

Midas, as usual, was thinking about gold. Herb was going over a book on Obbsessive Compulsive Disorder. Canren was staring at them.

Miss Aurumen came to the two and informed them that she was going across town to cash a check, and that she was probably going to be there all day, because the banking systems have been clogged ever since Barrick Abanana took over the Treasury.

"Okay boys, if you need anything, call me. Canren is going to be your babysitter for the day, as normal, and Midas, remember to put my gold back when you're done with it! Here's some money for her efforts, remember to give it to her."

Midas nodded as he was given the Coins and instructions. Canren was already standing next to them when she drove off.

"Midas, Herb, as you both know, I'm in charge for the day. You are to tell me ANYTHING you plan to do this afternoon."

Midas smiled. "Yes ma'am, I will!"

"Good." Canren ran off to use the phone.

"Wait, Canren! You forgot your money..." Midas called out as he raised his flipper with the coins, shaking them.

It was too late, Canren was gone. Midas lowered his flipper and looked at the coins. They gleamed in the light of the rising sun. He put the coins in his inventory and kept one out to look at.

"Hmm..." Midas thought. "If money makes the world go round... -but nobody can access it quickly because the banks are clogged... then society would die!"

Midas turned to Herb.

"Herb, we can't let society die!" the penguin screamed to his stepbrother, who was startled. Herb put the book away and looked at Midas with his usual "you're crazy" look.

"Well, I was thinking about money- as usual -when it hit me. Mom's gonna be at the bank all day because the system is broke. Why is the system broke, Herb?"

Herb held up a picture of Barrick Abanana.

"No, no, not that! I'm talking about the bank! Wait, the bank! Of course! HERB, I KNOW WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO TODAY!"

Herb smiled at his naive younger sibling.

"Hey, where's Perry?"

Perry, while the two penguins were discussing, had slipped off to a hidden location, and jumped into a manhole on the street. The puffle flew down a tube and landed upon a seat with a thud, placing a fedora on his head. His superior greeted him.

"Ah, good morning, Agent Perry the Puffle. According to Tails6000, the evil Doctor Aye-Que is at it again... he's bought up every single screw from the hardware store, a magazine, and he's rented a room in the back of the Gift Shop. I have no idea what he's planning, but I can say for certain he's up to evil. Tails is busy and said he needed your help. So, go get 'em, Perry!"

Perry nodded and hopped off the chair, scooting to a hovercraft. He activated its fan and flew off.

Arriving at Ayetropolis and bursting through the door, he was greeted by Doctor Aye-Que, who turned from conversing with The Two Random Robots.

"Hello Perry, it's nice to see you again... HA!"

Aye-Que scooted to a tile on the floor and jumped on it. Nothing happened. He tried banging the tile with his wrench, and still, nothing happened.

"Ah, curse my puny stature! ...maybe Eclipse was right, maybe I do need to wrk out a bit."

Perry continued staring.

"Great... Smash, press this tile for me!"

Smash did so, and a force field formed around Perry.

"Well, I guess you want to know what I plan to do with all of these screws?"

Perry made chattering noises, stating his curiosity.

"Okay, you see... for the past several months, wrench sails have been going down, while the sales of screwdrivers have gone up."

Aye-Que gestured to a graph a nearby robot was holding.

"That fact sickens me. Why screw it when you can just tighten the bolt a bit with a wrench? Bleh, it's so, so, invasive to the machine! I mean, drilling a hole into it?"

Aye-Que turned to some of his robots.

"DO ANY OF YOU LIKE HAVING AN INCLINED PLANE WRAPPED AROUND A CYLINDER BORED INTO YOUR HEAD?"

All of the robots responded with a resounding "NO".

"-and that is why my robot army has stolen every purchasable screw in Club Penguin! However, I also had to deal with the easy shipping of ore screwsw and screwdrivers into CP... so I invented THIS..."

A robot pulled of a veil.

"THE FORGE-ANATOR! It will melt every screw into liquid, which I will mold and sell in my gift shop! ...-and also THIS!"

A robot pulled out a large laser.

"THE SCREWDRIVER KILL-ANATOR!"

To be continued...