Author's Note - I do not own Dr. Weird or Steve, or anything that happens to be from a different show or something. Anything ATHF is copyright of their original owners.

Thunder boomed in the skies and lightning flashes around the "secret" laboratory of Dr. Weird on the South Jersey Shore.

"Gentlemen... behold!" Dr. Weird's voice booming through the laboratory.

Inside, the steel gate opened up slowly. Steve, Dr. Weird's assistant, was anxious to see what this new experiment was. On the other side of the gate was a pot roast on a wooden stool.

"My cousinHarold from Montana!" Dr. Weird yelled out.

"But... Dr. Weird..." Steve muttered.

"Beautiful, isn't he! He takes after his Mother!"

"But, Dr. Weird, that's a pot roast!"

Dr. Weird slaps Steve upside the head.

"That's no way to make fun of people on their weight issue, Steve!" he shouted, constantly slapping Steve.

"Okay, I get it. I'm sorry. God." Steve whimpered.

Then, the smell of something burning filled the air. Steve sniffed around a bit.

"What the hell's that smell?" he asked.

"He who smelt it... DEALT IT!" Dr. Weird laughed. But then, he too started sniffing around. His red eyes widened. "MY POT ROAST!"

Steve looked confused. How the hell could Dr. Weird's "pot roast" be in the oven when it was right here in front of him? Dr. Weird ran to the oven and pulled out a black tray. He opened it to revealed a burned corpse, charred beyond recognition.

"Who the hell was that?" Steve asked.

Dr. Weird looked confused. He looked at the pot roast, then at the corpse. He did this three times until his eyes widened.

"GOD IN HEAVEN!" he shouted.

"I told you so "

"SHUT UP!"

Dr. Weird proceeds to beat the tar out of Steve with the pot roast that was on the stool.