"The Moppet Family..."

[Vibs]

Vibs: ... Miss Piggy? Hey gimme that book... Oops, must have gotten them muddled when doing a little magic to create a really really really long book... I mean... Well jsut go on with the reading, I 'm almost sleeping. (As if!)

Viq: I feel so not wanted right now.

HeveJ: *Eyes wide open* Did yee just... Squeze a pineapple with your left foot? And did you... pick up a party-fried chicken wing and swallow it? And... and... and.... and give me a lollipop that tastes of roses? And... You... Bit that flower into pieces!! *Mouth open* Whoaa.... *Raises one eyebrow* That is so... I mean... so... so different... so... I mean, really flaolskopw howuuuuuu lalalala tatat af af af... *Stunned* D-d-did I just say that?

 

[The Count]

*Back at the Cole household...

That certainly was a good dinner. And plenty leftover for tomorrow too. Well, sure hope the girls are sleeping comfortably in their beds with visions of wonder dancing across their dreams.
Think I'll do a bit of catching up before going to sleep myself.

*Sneaks into private office room and checks up on stuff on the computer and a bit of TV.

 

[Erine81981]

Night time at the Moppet's house..........

(Out in the backyard)

Yakky: Glad to get Kyle asleep.

Biggy: You got that right. He had one bad day being that he's turning evil and all.

Yakky: He won't! Will he?

Biggy: Don't know. We'll have to wait and see.

Suddenly a bright light comes from up in Vic's window a bright eyed person is seen shooting out of the window falling to the ground not breaking a sweat and landing on both feet. The person had freakishly weird hair and and I even discribe it. Ewweeee....

Yakky: Psst? Biggy? Psst? Look. *points to weird person*

Biggy: *whispers* Yea I see. Come on lets fellow.

Yakky: *whispers* Has to be Kyle.

Biggy: Yep.

Freakishly person looking around from the sound he had heard.

Yakky: Shhhhh.

Biggy: *shurgs*

 

[Beauregard]

*walks in the front door*

Honey, I'm home! Honey? Dear? I wonder if you can put soem tea on, I've had such a long hard day at work while you've all been, you know, sitting around here at the old home without any excitment.

*sees everyone asleep*

Wha? I mean, huh? That exhasting was it...

*sits down in kitchen and pours cup of tea*

*hears strange wild man yelling outside window*

And where is Mother?

*yawns*

Well...I'll get to bed then...if no one has anything exciting to say...

*looks around*

I guess I missed all the excitment.

 

[Vibs]

*Fridge opens*

Viq: N-n-n-n-n-never s-s-s-s-s-sleeep i-i-in the fridg-e-e-e-e... The fridgedoor is stuck! g-g-g-g-g-g-gah...

*from the twins room*

Vibs: *CUTE YAWN!* Goodmorning Jack! That was a nice story you read last night... Or 1½ hour ago. *Sees jack's asleep* Oh well, I'll just have to find someone else I can bother... *Goes downstairs* ....Oh goodmorning Dad...

 

[Beauregard]

*looks at watch*

*blinks*

It's ten past one. I only got home from work two hours ago. You call that morning?

*sips tea*

I suppsoe...it is morning, actually, um, yues, good morning Vibs.

Viq, get out of the fridge.

 

[Vibs]

Viq: *Crawls into the oven* That was better... AAAaahhhh.... Aahh...

Vibs: *Sits down next to father* ...Sigh... Actually I don't even bother telling you that you have put too much gel in your hair... And that your shirt is really ugly. And dirty. And smells raelly aweful...

 

[Beauregard]

*deadpan* Oh, thanks, dearest, that means a lot to me. *growling* Make another personal comment like that on my appearence again, and you'll be the oen in the oven.

Oh, Viq, get Out of the oven.

So, um, Vibs, where is everyone? I mean, I get home from work, and they are all in bed??? Quiet evening, huh?

 

[Vibs]

Viq: *from inside the oven* I can't! Oh well, it's nice and warm...

Vibs: *Looks up at dad*.... *Sob*... When do you know when you are in love? *sniff*

Viq: Nice and H-hooooooot....

 

[minidoozer]

Wakes up even though she haven't slept for more than a couple of minutes.

*Looks at Hevej sleeping on the couch*

Hevej?

*Sits down next to Hevej on the couch and sighs*