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Mother: You think she's WHAT???!!!!

Mother: No one can see me..but it looks like well...why do you have Rosa in the back seat asking her to take her clothing off and you over her? *Mother is seen getting angrier by the minute*

*Christyb slips a note under The Count's door* Count, If you can get someone to volunteer...I need somebody to keep a certain someone busy on a certain date. Hope this isn't so confusing. Maybe Scooter would be willing? Thanks. Christyb Skeeter: *walks up* What are you doing? Christyb...

*Mother returns still invisible to the car. By this time Father is halfway in the backseat with Rosa lying down tied. Mother's mouth hangs open in shock* Mother: What in the world.......

Mother: *laughing* I think you just lost your date, dear.

Christyb: Yeah, and don't you have a squashed bunny to revive?

Mother: *mutters* I think I may enjoy this. *turns invisible to the world but Father can still see her*

Mother: *appears in the car* Care to explain that?

Christyb: PM coming your way. Oh yeah....and is there something I can do to loud mouthed neighbors. Skeeter: Friday? What's so special about Friday? :halo:

OCC: Beau you are so dead. ---- Mother: Uh huh.....how about this. Here's the car keys. You go find Vibs. I'll go track down the dragon. *Mother disappears*

Christyb: He's so dead. Skeeter: Bean? Christyb: No Beau. Skeeter: He got out of that way to easily. Christyb: Two can play in this game. Skeeter: What are ya gonna do? Christyb: Follow me to the next thread.

Skeeter: But Bean has his Mother's ears. Christyb: Don't forget though he has his Father's feet. Skeeter: *whispers to Christy* He's so going to kill us.

Mother: *rasies her eyebrows* You're obviously British.... *Audience boos as all goes black and from behind a curtain much whispering and OH MYs! are heard from Beauregard*

Christyb: *whispers to Skeeter* I can't wait to see him dig outta this hole. *louder* So Mr. Bunny...why not explain to Bean why he doesn't look a thing like you.

Mother/Nicky: *whispers* Not now!

Skeeter: *grins evilly at Christy who nods her head* Soooo Daddy Bo. Why not tell your son who his Mommy is?

Mother: This isn't her dress. This is an old one of mine. No remarks from you on how long it's been since I could fit into it. Seeing as you her Father you were supposed to be watching her and currently I'm really hoping she's wearing something period! So can we get a move on?

Christyb: No I prefer Dogs. Skeeter: Gross! Not dogs, dogs are nice. But me and you? Christyb:It's more like...hmmm....when a er...umm....Mommy and Daddy...umm....*pulls a muffin out of no where* Muffin anyone? I think we need to hear this lesson from the expert. Take it away Bo.

Nicky: *points to the snoring Viq who is now in a baby backpack strapped to her back* Viq is here. Jana had better be with Adam, but our concern right now is which ever daughter is wearing *snaps fingers and a slinky, tiny black dress appears in her hand* something that remotely looks like this...

Skeeter: Oh brother. Christyb: *hangs an arm around Beau's shoulder* Why don't you just tell us all what that means pal?