Stermon was the smartest man in Ohio. He was so smart that he once proved one of Einstein's theories incorrect, that summer went down in history. Three months later, he invented space gear allowing humans to go to Jupiter. Everyone in Ohio knew him. His stories were told

before kids went to bed.

Is that Stermon?

RIIIINNGGG!!

One day in Western Ohio, the fields grew higher than ever. Stermon was inside when he got a phone call from his buddy Jerry Jones. Stermon grabbed his phone up off the wall. Couldn't he call some other time?

"I need some help," Jones said as he looked out his bright window making sure they weren't back. He shook as he bit his nails wondering if they would strike again.

"What happened now?" Stermon asked.

"Not another rat infestation is it?" Stermon asked.

"No," Jones sighed, "something else."

"A fire? I recently invented something called a filter. It makes water clean," Stermon told Jones although knowing it wasn't necessary.

    "Can I plea..." Jones said before he was rudely interrupted. Jones, still shaking, started to have his face turn red with anger.

    "T.V. too expensive? I invented something called a cellphone," Stermon interrupted.

    "LET ME TA-" Jones tried to say. As his shaking settled, steam started coming out of his ears.

    "Oh I got it! Wait, were you saying something?" Stermon asked.

    "Ya think?" Jones sarcastically answered. "Anyway, I'm having problems with a trickster."

    "Let me guess. Jeremy," Stermon guessed.

    "I DON'T KNOW! THAT'S THE PROBLEM!" Jones stated. "Could you come over and help me?"

    "You bet," Stermon replied. He was filled with guesses and assumptions.

    Eventually, Stermon was out of his house and getting in his red and white Turbo Car. He clicked the fly button and started his journey from Western Ohio to Western Indiana where Jones lived.

    Within a flash he was already past Indianapolis and was landing in a big dusty field. 

    "Oh shoot, we're here already!" Stermon said to himself. 

    Jones looked out his window to see what the racket outside was. When he realised it was Stermon, he threw his hands above his head and let out a big, "Hooray!"

    "Hello, I'm so glad you're here," Jones said to Stermon.

    Stermon didn't say a word. Instead, he walked inside the house, and nearly tripped on a rag.

    "How is this trickster tricking you?" Stermon asked.