"The Moppet Family..."

[FISH'N'WOLFE]

Orkay Vic, garf thark marp? Dirfroofkins plarse! *screech swerve skid* *ZOOOOOM*

Translation: Okay Vic, got the map? Directions please!

 

[Beauregard]

*firm grip of a twin's wrist in each hand*

*marchs back to the house*

If I hear your mother planned this...

*unlocks door, and goes inside*

Hello? Dear? Honey, I'm home, and guess who I've got with me.

Hello?

 

[christyb]

Meanwhile...

*to the lady doing my hair*

I mean. I couldn't have planned this better myself. With my husband taking the babies to work with him.

hair dresser: How sweet.

It is isn't it. And the boys went off camping. I get a day to myself.

hair dresser: Then enjoy it. You won't get one too often.

Oh I am. I am

 

[Beauregard]

*puts baby's into play-pen*

That's it. Mother!

*sees the phone, and beeper on the kitchen dresser*

What the...

*snatches up Mother's phone and calls Adam*

Adam! I need some help. Something's happened to Mother!

 

[The Count]

*At the mall... OK, we've gotten everything we wanted or needed. New clothes, a couple of bulbs for the bat-room lights, a remote control for the TV and we had a wonderful lunch. Now then, it's...

*Cell phone rings. Um, just wait for me here outside the multiplex. Gotta take a call.

*Talks to Bo: No, she probably went to the spa or the hairdresser beauty salon. She's probably having a relaxing day on her own. Sorry I can't come, I'm with Isabelle here at the movies. Well, just get Sugar Britches to help. Either that, or overcome your fear of the twins. Gotta go Bo.

OK, what'll it be Izzy dear? Oh yes, I've been wanting to see the recent adaptationof Phantom of the Opera. Let's go buy the ticketts.


*Sing:
Saturday night at the movies.
Who cares what picture you see!
When you're hugging with your baby,
That's the way love should be.

 

[Beauregard]

Ok, Ok, *blows on hands* I can do this. I can do this.

Babies?

*walks into front room*

Babies, this is your father speaking. We are going to be very good, and we are not going to...What is that Smell!

Who did that?

 

[Vibs]

Viq: *Point at Vibs*

Vibs: *Points at Viq*

 

[Beauregard]

Alright.

*walks into kitchen and returns with a peg on nose*

Ok.

*walks into kitchen and returns with two pairs of large tongs to use as arm extensions*

Hmmm.

*walks into kitchen and returns with a cloth wrapped around face, and only eyes to be seen*

Ah ha!

*walks into kitchen and returns with a large bottle of baby lotion*

*picks up babys with arm extensions and walks upstairs with them*

*sounds coem down*

Eew! Ahh! Yuk! Phewu! *cough, cough* Radio active diapers...

*waks dowstairs with nice shiny clean babys*

*walks back upstairs and takes a shower*

 

[Vibs]

Viq: I feel... strange!

Vibs: Yeah me too!

Viq: *Looks down at himself* ARHH!!! I shine!!

Vibs: Oh you do!! *Looks down at herself* ME TOO!!! This is scary! Maybe we've got some kind of disaster!

Viq: Oh no oh no!! The weird looking pet must have poisened us!

Vibs: You think so? *Thinks* Maybe you're right! *Shivers* The weird sounds it makes, the way it walk and talk, the way it thinks it's nice wearing clothes in it's face... it could very well be ill!

Viq: *nods*

 

[Beauregard]

*comes downstairs, and sits on the sofa. Flips on the TV*

*yawns*

I'd better get some lunch.

Babys? Want some lunch?

Why am I asking them if they want some lunch. I take, and make the desicions around here.

Babys, we are having lunch.

Er..what should we have?