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

[Erine81981]

OCC: Sorry i'm still not here guys and girls. I hate to be away this long. But i'll be back later on. Just wanted to stop by so everyone knows i'm still living and not lying in some ditch somewhere. Talk to ya'll later.

 

[TogetherAgain]

Mairin: So are we just going to sit around the house, griping about a past, or are we going to do something?

Ann: What's a gripe?

Kelly: What's a past?

Tabby: What's a something?

Ann: <looks at Tabby>

Tabby: What? It was better than Kelly's question!

 

[RedDragon]

Mairin: Yes, as always, the kittens are very helpful <sarcasm>

Saryx: Well they are certainly smarter then Jack...

Mairin: <glares> That goes without saying...

Saryx: I think some things that go without saying should, indeed, be said anyways...

 

[Beauregard]

Father: A past...is a terrable thing to waste. *looks at camera in semi-dramatic style*

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Meanwhile...in the past...

Parker: *sitting crosslegged on the roof of the Moppet House in the early morning sunlight* Friday is tomorrow...and I still don't understand the meaning of that phone call, or any of this....and yes, this is exposition, whatcha gunna do about it?

 

[theprawncracker]

Jack: *jumps down from the ceiling, landing on Father* YAAAAAAAAH! *holds gun to Father's head* Gimme the documents! NOW! Or I'll... I'll... um... anyone wanna help me here?

 

[Beauregard]

Father: *slams onto the floor, with gun aimed at self* I'm really not in the mood for water-fights, boy...go aim that gun at the kittens...or your wife or something...

 

[RedDragon]

Mairin: I am not his wife!

Saryx: Thank Goodness!

 

[theprawncracker]

Jack: *blinks* Okay, first, this isn't a water gun, second, they're penguins, third, she's not my wife. Yet. *waggles eyebrows at Mairin* *ahem* But back to the matter of the gun pointed at your head... The documents! NOW!

 

[Beauregard]

Father: ...At least I got one thing right...But I'd hate to get this suit wet so...which documents? Exactly? Because I think I left my briefcase at work and it's such a bother to get by security to get that thing without being asked if I want a coffee, or being briefed on the currant affiliation between Wilson's and Pizza-topping...

 

[theprawncracker]

Jack: *rolls eyes* Ya moron, the documents that- *looks around* You-Know-Who gave you to gaurd until this day came.