Happy 30th of December to you

[theprawncracker]

*is whacked over the head with a frying pan* I'm gonna need SOME kinda Aspirin after this...

 

[The Count]

Aspirin? Just take some umbrage instead.

Mouse: What am I doing in your kitchen? About 5 inches per second. *Beat.
Just popped out to borrow some cheese for us meeces. You don't mind do you? Didn't think so, bye.
*Disappears back inside his mouse hole after locking the door that no longer has a doorknob after DanDan perloined it last weekend.

 

[Erine81981]

Lizard: *frowns* I really wanted to go to that party but I blew it. *starts sobbing*

 

[The Count]

Mouse: That's OK... I'm sure there'll be other parties. Just go tell Mr. Cashew you want to go and he'll probably take you... When he gets back that is.

 

[Erine81981]

Mouse: That's OK... I'm sure there'll be other parties. Just go tell Mr. Cashew you want to go and he'll probably take you... When he gets back that is.

Lizard: For real? Thank you Mr. Mouse! *kisses the mouse's hand, makes a floating dash to the video phone* Yes could I get a...*thinks*...Mr. Cashew?

Operator: One moment sir. *sees who she is talking to*

Lizard: Thank you. *notices her* What? Have you never seen a ghost before?

 

[The Count]

*Gets the vid-phone call on his communicator wristwatch:
Yello? Oh hey, Lizard... How you doing lizzie babiiiiiiiiieeeeeee?
Party? Well, there's one tonight if you want to go. You'll have to ride in my trap thingy, that's the best ride for ghosties like you. No worries, I'll get you a clean one this time. Pick you up at 8, just put in a good word for me if Lisa asks.
*Ends call: Hmm, wonder if that spicy Aunt Pepper or Lisa's ssiter Layla's available to go as my date. Heck, I know that Jimmy fella's always chasin' after Lisa, just cause he's fond of Layla's kid sister. Maybe we can double date... Leave that Prawn guy behind...

 

[Erine81981]

Arrives at Mr. Cashew place

Lizard: Nice place. I would have never known that he's this rich. Oh and Baby Bo we better behave. I don't want to never be invited to another one of these awsome parties. Root beer and cookies here I come! *rings door bell*

 

[The Count]

*Noone answers the door, as nobody's home fright now.

 

[Erine81981]

Lizard: (whispers to Bo) This guy's looney. *not whispering* Sir I would like to speak to Mr. Cashew.

 

[Beauregard]

*wakes up in bed totally scared* Daaad? Daaaaad? I just had a nightmere in which you were younger than me...it was a horrible horrible dream....I was this weird irresponsible father with four kids that I hadn't seen in years and you were...in prison? What did you do to go to prison! Are you a CRIMINAL???