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*smiles at Mother* I'll go make dinner.

Only these...*takes flowers from behind back and presents them to Mother, puts hand around her shoulder and guides her out the office* Now, listen, how about you sit down and I make dinner? I can do pasta, and pasta, and spaghetti...

*in the upstairs office* *opening and shutting drawers searching for something* *hears mother arrive home* *slams drawers* Oouch! *removes fingers from drawer, and shuts it again* Hello dear! I'm upstairs! Alright? *slides file underneith the desk and opens study door*

*faints*

*glances over shoulder at Magic School* I suppose you went through this place and didn't come out *exagerated* tooo badly. *pokes Mother's shoulder*

*picks dried baked bean out of ear* Good thinking Mother...

Follow the screaming and find Dr Phil-Van, you'll find Brian.... On the other hand, tying up is a good idea. Listen up men, Christy is Brian in disguise, find the ropes...the chickens and the fake vomit.

You already enrolled them? You signed the forms? Did you read them? Perhaps we should unroll the twins, read the forms properly and re-enroll them...Look, I seriously doubt this was a good idea...on the other hand, I could take time off work to keep an eye on the twins, if you would like? Then...

*points at Christy* Who wants to put her back in it?

Are you reading my thoughts again Mother? Or is it the look of disgust on my face? I'm here to make sure this place is ready to take every care of our children, if anything were to happen to them...worse than body-swapping for example...I seriously doubt I could sue this place, so I thought I'd...

*to crew member* Didn't I tell you to cut out filming the studeo and start filming the movie...*slaps head* YoOu can't get the crew these days...*has escaped from under the bus and taken charge*

Beauregard wonders in. Beauregard: Why would it want to be the shape of a ship? Me: This is a Fraggle Film with a difference, Beau, the fraggles head for the sea...maybe..

Steve of SWAEHB-ian fame, don't let ChristyB hear that or we'll never get past the employee lounge at JHC...

*pulls up outside the magic school* This place gives me the creeps... *huge iron gates, and ivy covered walls, wafts of pink smoke drift from a chimney piece* ...as if the magic wasn't bad enough... *gets out of car and pushes open the gates* ...I always hated school.

*picking up breakfast plates and bowls* Miss Mingostone, I wonder if you'd keep an eye on the twins while I head to the Magic School...*not knowing that Mother in enrolling the twins herself*...I have verious matters to settle, or indeed begin, there. *leaves the house, gets in car, waits...

Father: *back in Father's body* I think I deserve a cup of tea for that... *sits down at the table* *glances at Miss Mingostone* I should probably mention that, er, you have good balance Miss Mingostone. *helps self to cheerioes from cereal packet*

Father: *as Miss Mingostone* Wait, will that turn us into puppies? That might not be such a good idea...Mother never wanted to marry a dog I guarantee it. I'm already going to be in the doghouse for this mix up...

*as Miss Mingostone* For Pete's sake boy! Read my mind or something! You are the only insane person here! Can't you just get what we are talking about! It's really not that strange! Fine, look, you read my mind, you'll see I'm your dad, I'll give you a lollipop...*to self* I'm turning into this...

Father: *as Miss Mingostone* *slaps head with palm* Hmm...*runs hand through wild red hair* Er...*cough* Of course you didn't Viq! But I am not Miss Mingostone! You are my son! Get it?

*stares at Jack* This is very confusing... Viq, I'm gunna need some of the therapy...Your Mother will foot the bills...