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

[christyb]

Vanessa: *removes the other handbag* Umm..yeah...is it normal for there to be grabby handbags and green elephants in this house?


OCC: I'm thinking it over for a few mins. I'll be back to you in just a bit.

 

[Beauregard]

Father: Sometimes there's green handbags and grabby elephants but..yeah, the same principle applies.

 

[The Count]

Suddenly the elephants rear their trunks in one clarion call and basically bump Bo about the room for no apparent reason. Somehow, they felt offended at the thought of having to be moved out of the way for the family to leave the house.

OOC: S'okay Sis, when you're ready we'll talk.

 

[Beauregard]

Father: *from the floor, muffled by a rug he's fallen on* I am really going to have to do something about those green elephants...*blinks*...and learn to keep my mouth shut.

 

[christyb]

Vanessa: *pulls ringing cell phone out of her pocket* Hi Mom! Oh everything is....is....is...intresting. Yes I'm learning a lot. *listens for a moment and then looks at Father on the rug* Oh he's NOTHING like what I expected. Huge surprise. Love ya too Mom..bye.

 

[The Count]

Elephants, indignantly, trample the carpet Bo's hiding under before leaving through the front door in a huff.

 

[Beauregard]

Father: *lifts hand and waves a white flag made from a handkerchief* Tell your mum hi, Van...and bye...maybe forever...*groans*

 

[The Count]

Groans of bugle music can be heard coming from outside, echoing Bo's state of surrender.

 

[christyb]

Vanessa: *walks over to Beau and helps him up* Care to explain who has a vandetta against you? I mean besides the handbags and elephants. Handbags and Elephants don't appear from no where and well..

Mother: *appears* No they don't. Alright guys off you go. *handbags and elephants disappear* It just happens whenever tea is thrown on Beau. Some kind of allergic reaction. Like the crustacean incident last august. Anyways, *looks at Vanessa* go change. You're not walking around like that.

Vanessa: Why? You're not my Mother.

Mother: My house. My rules.

Vanessa: Make me.

Mother: *laughs* You are clueless aren't you? How cute. Like Father like daughter. Although...your dear old Dad knows more than you do. I said go change.

Vanessa: No. I like this outfit.

 

[The Count]

*From outside: She don't know us vewy well, do she? *Chuckling laugh.

*Knock at the door brings the unexpected surprise of...