"Hey Mac...what's going on?"

Richie came up front and noticed an unexpected delivery to the store.

"They screwed up the orders, I told them to get it here by Thursday the 15th, not Wednesday the 7th...however, considering how bad these guys are at getting directions, I suppose we're lucky to even get them," Duncan said.

"And I thought the phrase 'better late than never' was a keeper," Richie laughed.

"Allright wise guy, since you're in such a good mood, you can go get the next crate off the truck, and don't break anything!" Duncan warned him.

Duncan and Tessa, who had only had Richie stay with them for a couple of months, knew him well enough to know he wasn't the best with fragile items.

"He shouldn't feel too bad, you're not that much better," Tessa reminded him.

Richie got in the back of the truck and looked for the next crate, not only were these guys bad at directions, but they couldn't even get the right crates together, the next one addressed to Duncan MacLeod was under 12 other crates.

"Wonderful," Richie sighed.

Richie knew that Duncan had ordered a bunch of foreign art, paintings, sculptures, so Richie knew that Duncan would kill him if the order was damamged after arriving at the store.

Well, Richie tried to think of a way to get this crate in without bringing the others crashing down, but bringing them down had to be done, so Richie took off the top 3 and put them down, then he reached up and grabbed the next 4 and put them down, leaving another five to take down. Richie figured he was going to be the only 16 year old in Paris with a hernia before the day was through, but he finally got down to the crate. However, it was much heavier than he expected, he immediately put it down so he wouldn't drop it. However, that didn't go over so well, the vibration from that crate traveled to the back of the truck, where other crates stacked up much higher were kept. Richie turned around too late to avoid being struck on the head by one of the fallen crates.

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"Hey kid...hey kid...HEY KID!"

Richie opened his eyes and jumped on his feet like he was in boot camp, he looked around and found he had been knocked out in the truck for some time.

"Whaaaa?"

Richie's vision was a bit blurry at first, and had trouble making out the blue and gray figure in front of him, within a few seconds it evened out into the 58-year-old delivery man.

"What're you doing slouching off? You don't even work in this company...Now get that crate and move it, MacLeod expects his delivery today, not next week!" the guy told him.

Richie didn't see any point in arguing, so he just got the crate addressed to MacLeod and followed him into the store, Duncan and Tessa were in the back room, looking over some order forms.

"Tess, I told you already, I ordered 20 Japanese katanas, not 20 crates of an Asian armory!" Duncan said.

"Don't tell me, tell the Asia ASAP Company," Tessa told him.

"Wonderful, first these morons screw up the order a week early, now these guys are sending out 75 times what I DIDN'T order in the first place!" Duncan said.

Duncan and Tessa heard something drop up front, followed by 2 people yelling, they ran in to see Richie hitting the delivery man and running from him.

"Richie, what's going on out here? What's the matter with you?"

Duncan finally got a hold of Richie and started shaking him, possibly shaking loose the little, if any sense that seemed to be left in Richie.

"Let go of me!"

Richie grabbed Duncan's hands and practically peeled them off his shirt, Duncan tried snagging him by the back of the shirt, and when he did that, Richie kicked him in the mouth and ran.

"What in the hell has gotten into that boy?" Tessa asked.

"I don't know, lady, I just told him to put the crate down and he attacked me!" the delivery man explained.

Tessa almost had to laugh, watching those two fight seemed almost comical, Richie had tried to get up the stairs, but Duncan tripped him down at half way, so to even the score, Richie grabbed Duncan and threw him across the room, and he landed in the 8 arms of a bronze statue over by the west wall. Duncan had forgotten about this antique artifact, he took the bandana off his head in the fact that it was a lady statue and he was honoring the lady.

"Hello."

When Duncan realized Richie had just about gotten away, he jumped out of the statue's arms and grabbed him again.

"Richie, what has gotten into you?" Duncan asked.

"Who's Richie?" the boy asked.

Duncan knew a few of Richie's jokes, and he figured this was no doubt one of them.

"Rich, this is no time for one of your jokes, do you understand?" Duncan asked.

However, Duncan soon learned that he didn't...He could tell that this wasn't something Richie had planned, the only thing he didn't know was what they were going to do...

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"Well, looks like there's the problem right there..."

Duncan figured whatever had happened must've taken place while he was in the truck, so he, and Tessa, and Richie, and the delivery man went out to see what happened, and found a crate busted open with several items spread on the floor of the truck.

"You didn't notice this when you first came out?" Duncan asked.

"I was standing over here, and he was in a shadow, I could hardly see your package," the delivery man explained.

A lot of help he was...

Duncan got a good look at what all was in the crate, nothing light-weight, so it was obvious Richie took quite a blow to the head.

"If that's the case," Tessa said, "why doesn't he have anything on his head? A bump? A scrape? Something..."

"Hard to say, Richie does have a hard head, and that jungle on top probably provided as a helmet," Duncan said.

Duncan guessed that if Richie's curly red mess he called hair wasn't so thick, he probably would've gotten worse than just a case of amnesia.

So now Duncan and Tessa were stuck with a new problem, they thought it was difficult enough taking care of Richie when he knew who he was and what he was doing staying with them, but how were they going to explain all this?