"The Moppet Family - Same Family, New Thread..."

[The Count]

*After talking it over with Christy.
Hmmm, gotta do some serious networking now.
*Calls Ms. Mingostone and gets her to look after the twins, making sure not to let DanDan near them.
*Teleports DanDan straight away to Babbette Cole concert... Oughta keep it out of our hair for a while.
*Starts making phone calls to Glendale School for the Gifted Arts getting the needed permits to free Christy and Bo.

 

[Erine81981]

*kicks out the door* Sorry. I won't ever bother you. Sheesh....come on Biggy. Wonder where Yakky is?

Biggy: Proubley off eatting grass.

Ok. Since Mr. Cole's basement was haunted let's try the Moppet's. They should let use theirs. *walks on over and opens door without knocking* Hey there Mr. and Mrs. Moppet. Hey Jena. Vibs and Viq. I was wondering could I use the basement? Thanks. *sees package* Does that say Kyle? *looks closer* It does. Wonder who this is from?

Biggy: It says Mr. Cole.

He must of sent over our stuff we left. I no I won't do that again. Come on Biggy on to the basement.

Biggy: Ok. *grabs the package*

 

[The Count]

*Still manning the phones... OK, that's done. Just got the permit from Magic School's headmaster. Now, to call that idiot APES man's superior. We should hopefully get this cleared by...
*Dialing number in little black business book. Those idiots at the APES oughta know better by now than to mess with either of Glendale School for the Gifted Arts' two best alumnai.

 

[christyb]

*glares at Beau who is moaning and trying to wake up*

If you know what's good for you...you better stay asleep.

*Reaches Adam via thought*

Adam? I heard you earlier...looks like they got us again. I read Gary's mind looks like we gotta go in for some questioning and whatnot. This looks fishy b/c of all the secrecy or it might be the anchoivie pizza that's about to fall on Beau's head. Either or...I could use some help here find out where they're taking us and....Adam...Adam????!!!!

APES Man: *flips a switch* No trying to call for help Nicky. You're powerless.....this little baby voids out all magical ablities you have.

Mother: *sneers* Who built that for you?

APES Man: The best tech guy we ever had. Randall Dimitri...or at least he was until you killed him.

Mother: *rubs temples* I think I'm getting a headache...So Gary what's the plan this time around?

APES Man: That's confidental. Can't tell you. Although I'm surprised you walked into a trap without a fight.

Mother: *is silent for a moment* *inside of her mind* Nicky ya there?
Nicky: I'm here girl....in trouble ain't we?
Mother: Yep, you wanna take over for a while? We're gonna need your sneakiness.
Nicky: I'd be glad too. I've never liked anyone who worked for APES *Mother sat back and rested her eyes waiting for the next move*

 

[Erine81981]

In the Moppet's basement......

Glad to see that Mr. Cole put that to do book on robots and stuff.

Biggy: And he put some wires and metal peices too.

Ok. Lets get to work.

A few hours past......

Ok. Now to turn it on. *turns on* Ok. I need some eggs. Some meat. And some milk. Come on Biggy. I'm hungry. I need some food to keep busy on building those robots.

Biggy: Ok. I'm coming with the meat. There.

*starts frying some potatos*

Yakky: *sticking head in window* (sniffing) Something smells really good. What're you fixing?

Something not for you.

Yakky: What's with the tone? What did I do?

Biggy: Nothing.

Yakky: Then why mad at me?

Your not helping us a bit. You thought it was a silly idea.

Yakky: Because it is. You won't be able to make any robots out of wood and nails.

Biggy: We have metal, wires and a to do book on robots. So ha!

Yakky: I hate everyone of you! *snorts* Heurmp!

I don't know what happend to him. He used to be very friendly when I first found him. Seems that things change so much that you never pay attention. Oh well. Come on. Lets go work on our robots. This should keep us energized for a while.

 

[theprawncracker]

*walks in on the twins in the office* Oh...Um, hi there...Vibs...Viq...DEMONS!! *runs away but is tackled at the ankles by Vibs* Why me? Wait...What's this? *sees file folder* Ooh! School for the Arts! I wanna go! I love art! *signs name on paper* Well that's that. *puts paper in folder* *smells brown spaghetti* Liza! Have you been cooking again??

 

[redBoobergurl]

Izzy: Everything all right dear? I've got some tea ready after you've got everything all straightened out.

 

[The Count]

Thanks for the tea love... But Christy might need it more than me.
*Pours tea into cyphen that converts it into essence, sending and enfusing it into Christy's being.
That'll give her a boost.

Oy... Why do those idiots at APES have to mess everything up... Will probably have to make an appointment with the head honcho there for tomorrow morning... Ruining the plans...
Oh well, it's Christy... Everything else can wait. If their plans involve bringing that twit Randall back... Well, they'll have more to deal with than just a couple of ex-pirates, even if those pirates were the most legendary of any who set out to sail on the eight oceans.

 

[redBoobergurl]

I'm sure you'll get it all figured out dear. You just let me know if you need anything else. In the meantime I'll keep the girls out of your hair. *calls to the girls* Come on girls, how about we go outside and play in the yard?

 

[The Count]

Thanks Isabelle... *Kisses her on the cheek.

*Turns back to the phone... Yeah Mac? Listen, I need you to round up the boys. Christy'll be needin' someone to make sure those APES jerks don't get rough with her. Will talk to you in the morning... Just finished setting up the meet with Director Schinker. OK... Thanks Mac.
*Finishes phone call and heads out.

Izzy, please look after the girls, I'm orbing down to where they've got Christy and Bo to get them some help, if only for the night. I'll be back when I can, not sure if I'll make it back for dinner though, will call you.
*Hugging and kissing girls... Be good for Daddy and Mommy now, I'll be here to see you later when you're tucked in bed for the night.
*Walks down the street, into the shadows, and disappears from sight as if he wasn't there.