Molly's Writing Blog

Molly Pond's writing blog. Expect anything from original works to fanfic, and plenty in between!

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Welcome!

Hello! Molly Pond (mollypondfromouterspacepart2) here! This is my writing blog, where you will find... my writing! If i followed you and you're not interested, feel free to not follow/whatever you need to do. No hard feelings!

I will try my best to organize and tag my stuff. I may also reblog things relevant to my OCs.

Have a good time and leave feedback please and thanks!

#mo's book = stuff about my original works

#era 1 = High School/teen era

#era 2 = post High School/college

#era 3 = post marriage(s)

#character info = self-explanatory

#Toontown AU = my cartoon AU

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When they gave us our trophies And we held them up for our town

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so apparantly tumblr doesn't like my D.W. Incident story, so here's the link to the google doc with it on it

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Mels woke up in a cold sweat. They had found her, and she was terrified, running, alone. But… She wasn't running, she was in her room, in bed. And she wasn't alone, she realized, turning over to see a sleeping Penny on one side, and touching his shoulder gently, just to make sure he was real. She turned to the other side expecting to see Brian asleep, only to find the bed empty beside her. Starting to panic, though why she didn't know, she started to sit up, and did, when Brian entered the room with a laptop in one hand and a coffee mug in the other. Looking at Mels in surprise, he set both things on the bedside table and climbed into bed next to her. "Mels, it's 3 in the morning. Why are you awake?" He wiped a tear from her cheek that she didn't even know she was shedding. "Are you alright?" She snuggled into him, sighing with relief. "Yeah, it was just a dream. Thank God." Brian wrapped his arms around her, and, unsure of what else to do, patted her back. Mels smiled, and he could feel it against his skin. Sometime later Brian found himself waking up in the same position, holding onto a now-asleep Mels. He smiled, and gently guided the two of them to a laying position. Oh well, he thought, I suppose the world can wait for now. He felt another hand on his shoulder and realized Penny had rolled over and positioned himself so that they were both holding their wife, keeping her safe as a precious jewel. Brian fell asleep with the touch of both of his spouses on his skin.

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Melanie and Penny were singing karaoke on a Thursday, at home, while Brian was working on some plan. Mels finished her song and, breathless, turned around and saw Brian sitting on the couch behind them watching the pair of them. After catching her breath, Mels smiled at her husband. "Hey Brian! You got a plan for tonight?" Brian seemed to react in surprise, as if he wasn't expecting to be asked that question. "I-uh-no-I-" He stammered out, seemingly caught off guard. Mels sat next to him. "Is this the plan?" She gestured to where their husband was still singing his lungs out, implying that maybe they don't have to take over the world tonight. Brian wasn't sure how to respond ."N-no" Mels looked disappointed, but she understood. "Right." She got up, and started to walk away, when Brian grabbed her hand, a desperate look on his face. "I meant yes! Please…" He and Mels shared a look of surprise. Brian usually had to be pulled away from his work, and here he was practically begging her to stay? Mels grinned, and sat back down in the seat next to him, with Penny plopping down on the other side of her, having finished his song. He tapped Brian on the shoulder. "So, who's next? I have the perfect song choice for you!" He sprang back up again, only to have Brian stop him with an emphatic "No." He sat back down, and Mels picked up the remote. "Let's just watch some TV instead," she said, hoping that she could stay in between her husbands for the rest of time. Or at least the rest of the night. Brian relaxed, and Mels leaned into him, and Penny leaned into her. Looks like her wish came true, she thought as she searched for a show all three of them would like.

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Anna and Aaron scene

Anna is driving Aaron to the studio, like always Anna: Do you even have a valid driver's license? Aaron: no, I got one when I was 21 and haven't renewed it Anna: …you're 22 Aaron: yeah? Anna: you have a valid license. You only have to renew it every 5 years Aaron: pft okay, know-it-all Anna looks at him in confusion, then back to the road, shaking her head Anna: Aaron, you really concern me sometimes Aaron: has started playing on his phone mhm.

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Notes on Danni

Danni's switch from antagonistic to enthusiastic isn't overnight, but a major development happens after he moves in with Pete (Jules other uncle). Pete has a nephew (unrelated to the crew) that Danni has seen intermittently but never really watched the two interact until he moves in. Pete and his nephew (same age/ close as Julia) are very close, and get along great. Danni is jealous, asks Pete what the secret is and Pete goes "There's no secret, just communication" or something like that idk. This seems to actually get through to Danni, and he ends up at Jules' door asking forgiveness and explaining himself. Jules at first is skeptical, but willing to talk. And talk they do, finally airing out their problems without a fight for the first time in a while. They end up becoming closer over time, especially once Jules moves into Pete's old place, and especially once the Walters come along.

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Melanie stared at the papers on Brian's table. She knew he was researching something in this room, but really? He was plotting to take over the entire world? Was that even something you could do? Mels had heard of attempts, but most of these were… unsuccessful, to put it lightly. She shook her head and looked at the figures again. She frowned. Maybe this could work, she thought, if a few of these numbers were changed. Surely some of these calculations aren't right. Mels got a clean sheet of notebook paper and began to work through some of the figures herself. She started working, and found some of the calculations were indeed incorrect.

She was so engrossed in reworking Brian's calculations, wondering if this could indeed work, that she didn't notice the footsteps behind her, nor did she notice the steps stop at her chair. "I thought I asked you not to come in here, Melanie." She jumped at the sound of her husband's voice, and leapt out of her seat. "Brian! I - I just - I didn't mean to- " the words stumbled out other, and Brian waited, hands clasped behind his back until she finally stopped stuttering, "You were just snooping weren't you?" He said with annoyance, reaching around to belatedly hide what he hoped she didn't see. Mels sighed, "Yes, but, Brian, hon, why didn't you tell me you were planning on world domination?" Brian raised an eyebrow. She had seen it. "You would have laughed in my face. He started simply, flipping through the notebook for missing pages, just in case. Melanie crossed her arms. "No, I wouldn't." She said, then looked Brian in the eyes and said, softer. " I would never laugh at something someone has obviously dedicated so much time to. In fact, that was one of the reasons I came in here. You spend most of your here, Brian. I wanted to know why." She paused noticing he wasn't even looking at her, and instead had her calculating sheet, and was studying it. "Brian, are you listening to me?" Brian nodded and mmhmmed in away that said the complete opposite. "Mels, did you make these calculations?" Mels grinned, proud of herself. "Hey, I didn't get that A in Calculus for nothing!" Brian nodded again, finally looking at his wife intently, almost if he was wondering whether or not to ask the question he did. "Do you… want to help me with all this?" He asked with the same gravitas as when he proposed to her, gesturing to the books lining the huge floor-to-ceiling shelves, most notebooks full of research from over the years. Melanie raised her eyebrows. "You want me to help you take over the world? Why?" Brian laid the paper with Mels' calculations on the table, being careful not to smudge the ink. "These calculations are not only correct, they're far better than mine were." Mels shrugged, and he continued, more than slightly desperate. "Besides, it might be… fun to take over the world together." He smirked, and Mels remembered why she fell in love with him. Maybe he was right, she thought, maybe together they can bond by taking over the world. "Okay." she said out loud, and saw him sigh in relief. She leaned over to him, and kissed him. "To the world, then." she whispered, as if raising a toast. Brian wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, holding onto his wife as if she was the most precious thing in the world. Which she was. "To the world."

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Jules and Drake mend fences

Julia laughed at her best friend, sitting in the passenger seat of Mo's car. "You can't be serious?" Mo frowned, and, after waiting for Jules to stop laughing, said, " I don't think it's that funny. All I said was that Dad wanted to have you over for dinner." Jules stared, still trying to decide whether this was a joke or not. "But… Your dad hates me. He has ever since the D.W. incident." Mo shook her head. "No he doesn't! He didn't think you were a good influence, but I've been telling him about you, and everything you've been doing, and he wants to mend fences." She explained, swerving to avoid a box in the road. Julia blinked. "Wait what? He never hated me?" Mo smiled a bit. "No, of course not!" Julia sat back, considering. "…did I hate on him for no reason?" She said, quietly. Mo patted her back with one hand, keeping one on the steering wheel. "We were kids, Jules." Jules nodded, and looked out the window.

A few days later, Jules was standing in front of her closet, looking at the outfits she had. "What the hell am I supposed to wear?" Her fiancée spoke up from the bed behind her. "You're just going to Mr. Murphy's house, right?" At Jules' nod, Mari continued, " Just wear whatever you wear to Mo's house, except maybe a little bit nicer." She shrugged. Jules pulled out a hooded blue crop top that had the words "juicy bitch" on the front. Mari stared at it. "No. Actually, why don't we burn that?" Jules stuck at her tongue at her, and pulled out a purple long-sleeved shirt that had a pocket on the front, and black glittery sleeves. Mari nodded. "That works." Jules nodded, and pulled out a pair of black pants and black boots to go with it.

Soon, Jules found herself outside of the Murphy house for the first time in years. In high school, she used to pick up Mo all the time, stopping in the driveway and waiting for her. Now, she was actually going into the home, and staying, at least for a little bit. She took a deep breath and decided she might as well face the music. She walked up the front steps and rang the bell. Drake opened the door, and seemed to size her up before smiling. "Come in, come in!" He waved her in, and she stepped over the threshold. The house wasn't nearly as old-fashioned as she thought it was. Sure, it was decorated like something out of a 80s sitcom, but she saw a lot of modern touches as well, like the big-screen t.v. and so on (note: come up with more touches). She hung her coat up, and saw the mantelpiece with lots of pictures in frames, mostly of Mo and Gray. Jules blinked in surprise when she saw a picture of her and Mari in one of the frames, in the engagement photos they had sent out. Mo had asked for one for her family, but Jules thought she had meant for an album or something, not hanging on the mantel of someone she thought hated her. Drake had brought a bottle of wine and two glasses into the living room, and was watching her take in the room, unsure of how to start a conversation with Jules. It had been years since he had even tried. He thought that she didn't want anything to do with him, but he figured that, especially since she was getting married, she might see things differently. Or at least he could say that he tried, he thought as he saw Jules look around, presumably about to tease him about his decor. He was surprised, however, when Jules looked at him and blurted out, "I'm sorry." Drake looked at her in confusion. "For what?" Jules walked over and sat on the couch, and Drake thought he saw tears in her eyes. "For the D.W. thing, and everything. " She said, taking a breath. "I- I thought you hated me for years, and didn't realize-" she stopped, not sure what to say next, trying not to cry. Drake put his arm around her, sitting next to her. "Hey, it's not your fault. I wasn't exactly clear in explaining myself to you." He said, attempting to soothe Jules. Jules smiled a bit. That seemed to cheer her up. "Well, to be fair, you probably thought I hated you too." Drake nodded, although she couldn't see it. Truth was, he did think she hated him, up until this very moment. Jules looked at him right in the eyes. "You don't hate me, right?" She said, looking for something in his eyes. Validation? Maybe. Drake shook his head. "No, of course not. I could never hate you." Jules sighed in relief. "And I don't hate you, either." They hugged each other. The rest of the evening passed pretty quickly, with both of them (and eventually LP) talking about memories, Mo, Jules' recent engagement, and everything under the sun. At the end of the night, Drake insisted LP drive Jules home, despite the fact that Jules had had about half a glass of wine, and had been distracted by the conversation to drink more. "Before you go, I want to tell you something." Drake said to Jules as she stood to leave. Drake put his hands on her shoulders. "I'm proud of you. I want you to know that." Jules smiled "Thanks Mr. Drake." Once she got home, Jules went upstairs to see her fiancée already in bed. "Mari, Mo was right." She said, changing into pajamas and washing her face. Mari put down the book she was reading when Jules came in. "What do you mean? Jules came in, and climbed into bed, leaning against Mari. "Mr. Drake doesn't hate me after all." Mari rolled her eyes, and smirked. "Well yeah, I could have told you that." She said, kissing her fiancée's forehead.

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Rina definitely-not-a-werewolf Talbot

Dew and Mo's house Rina is eating a raw steak in the kitchen, Anna is also in the kitchen, Jules is laying across Mari's lap in the living room, Mo and Dew are on the couch Mo: Are you sure that's safe to eat raw? Anna: Rina's got a…Don't say werewolf, don't say werewolf.. high tolerance to raw meat sheepish grin, Mo stares for a bit, waiting for a better excuse, then shrugs Mari: I mean, steak tartare is a thing, and that uses raw steak Jules: don't you like cook that in lemon juice or something? Mo: that's ceviche Mari: and that's shrimp Jules: Oh returns to her phone Mo: Hey Rina! Wanna grab a plate and join us in here? note: this isn't too long after they meet Rina, Mo is concerned about accidentally excluding her, as she's noticed Rina gets anxious easily Rina nods, and, grabbing a plate -has she just been eating out of the package the whole time?- she and Anna come to the living room, joining Mo and Dew on the couch

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Aaron knows the Truth

"She is a werewolf. I know it!" Anna raised an eyebrow as Aaron jabbed his finger at her face and leaned about six inches too close. "You can't hide the truth from me, Ann. I know everything there is to know about werewolves." Anna stared at him in bewilderment for a second, before batting his hand away from her face and pushing him away. "First of all, werewolves don't even exist." She held back a laugh when Aaron scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Second of all, even if they did, Rina is the last person that would be one." Anna said, picking up her glass of soda and swirling it like wine. "Aaron, sometimes I worry about you." Aaron glared at his sister. " First of all, werewolves do exist, and you know it-" His retort was cut short by Shiloh, entering the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee. " All of your knowledge about the paranormal stems from watching too many monster movies when we were kids." He stated dryly, Anna nodding . "The fact that you still believe in that crap after all these years makes me wonder how we're even related." Having said his piece, Shiloh left as nonchalantly as he'd appeared, coffee mug in tow. Aaron glared after him, and Anna smirked. "My thoughts exactly, baby bro" she said, walking off into the living room. Aaron pouted for a second, then glared out the kitchen window to the house next door, where Rina and her uncle lived. " There's something fishy going on there, and I'll prove it." He mumbled, sipping his drink.

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Story 1 (incomplete)

"Mo! Come on, you're gonna be late for school!" Drake Murphy yelled up the stairs, crossing his arms impatiently. "Be there in a second!" Mo attempted to put on her left shoe, stuff the last few papers in her backpack, and finish eating her toast all at the same time, nearly falling down the stairs in the process. She recovered quickly, and, finally pulling on her shoe, rushed down the stairs, toast in mouth, papers stuffed into the backpack. Drake sighed, and he and Mo finally got into the station wagon. As he started the car, he sighed again. "You know, stuffing your papers into your bag like that wrinkles them up and makes the teacher think you don't care." Ignoring Mo's muttered "yeah, you've only told me a million times. " , he continued. "Anyway, what happened to those folders I gave you?" Mo opened her backpack, searching. "They're in here somewhere…" Drake sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Mo, I gave you those for a reason." "I know, I know…" In the backseat, Mo's sister Grayson sighed. "Oh great, another lecture from Dad about impressing your teachers." Drake turned to give Gray a Look™, narrowly avoiding a pedestrian. " Listen, impressing your teachers is important." As the girls groaned and facepalmed in unison, Drake continued "You girls both need to be thinking of the future," he paused to poke Mo, who raised an eyebrow. ", especially you. Listen, when I was your age…" And Drake lectured them about impressing teachers etc. etc., the whole way to the school, both sisters sighing and thinking "why me?"

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Later, like 3rd period or something IDK

"So, the next thing I knew, Dickie was nearly beating down the door to my English class, asking if I was okay!" Marigold Wallace laughed as she sat down next to Mo Murphy, shaking her head. Mo could only shoot her a confused look, as Julia Douglas sat on the other side of her, shaking her head. "Dude, that's so controlling." Mari frowned. "No, it's not! Dickie's just trying to look after me, you know?" "Yeah, but is that his job?" Jules popped a piece of gum in her mouth, snapping it. Mari glared at her, nearly jumping out of her chair. "YEAH-" Mo put up a hand, "Hey, whoa, what the heck are y'all talking about?" She turned to Mari. "Are you okay?" Mari rolled her eyes and straightened her glasses. "Yeah, I'm fine. Dickie called me while I was in the bathroom during yesterday's English class and heard Brittany bawling over some guy again. He thought it was me, and nearly gave Mrs. Johnson a heart attack banging on the door!" Mo looked incredulous. "So what did you say??" Mari snickered. " Of course, I told him it was all some boy's fault!" They all laughed at that that, Mo saying, "Are you serious?" Mari laughed even harder. "No! I told him it was Brittany, but he didn't believe me!" But by that point, they had all lost it and giggled the rest of the way through Ms. Thompson's boring lecture on mathematical formulas. Every time they would settle down, one of them would pretend to bang on a desk or something, and they would giggle again.

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5th or 6th period, afternoon, after lunch Dickie, Mo, and Mari all have the same science class, advanced biology. Dickie got there early, as he always does. Mo and Mari came in right before the bell rang, as they always do, and sat on either side of Dickie. Dickie sighed at them pointedly, in a way that clearly said, "Why are you like this?" Mo snickered at that. "Dude, you sound like my dad" Mari ignored both of them and pulled out her notebook. "Hey Dickie, you have your license with you, right?" Dickie raised an eyebrow. "Mare, I drove you here." "I know" She pulled out another paper from her bag, and Dickie sighed " What happened to those folders you have?" Mari held up folders with more papers in them. "Right here. Anyway, can you pleeease drive us to the Tasty Freeze after school?" She batted her eyelashes, as if her brother would actually think that they were innocently asking. Mo did too, figuring it was worth a try. Dickie immediately saw through them both. "No. Besides, maybe I have other things to do after school, like a date or something. " Both girls looked at him in shock. Mari blinked. "You have a date?!?" Dickie sighed once more. "Well, no, but I could have one!" Mo snorted, and Dickie glared at her. Mari pouted. "Oh, c'mon Dickie!" Dickie sighed. "Don't you have homework to do or something?" Mari smiled. "Nope, I did it during study hall!" Dickie raised an eyebrow. "Really? Then what's that?" He pointed to a loose paper that clearly said "Algebra Homework 9/21" Mari shoved the paper in her backpack, and Dickie winced slightly. "Look, life's not always about homework and studying you know!" She exclaimed in annoyance. Dickie sighed. "I know that!" Mari stared at him hard. "Do you? It seems like all you ever do these days is study or lecture me about studying." She slammed her binder on the desk, startling a nearby student. Mo looked on awkwardly, wondering if she could coerce Dew's dad into driving them instead. Dickie glared at his sister. "Look, Mari, you've gotta think of your future. If you want to get into a good college-" Mari cut him off angrily. "Dickie. I am a sophomore. I have two more years to worry about college, if I even go." Mo raised her eyebrows. Not going to college? Is that even an option? Dickie opened his mouth to retort, but Mrs. Tamarson walked in the classroom at that moment, and started the class.

Mo kept wondering, however. Did she have to go to college? Did she even want to? She wasn't sure about it.

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After school Mo, Hector, Dew and Lou had had a tradition for the past two years; every Thursday evening, as soon as they can escape their respective households, they meet in their semi-secret clubhouse in the empty yard between their houses. That's where they were now, and Mo was still wondering.

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The Gay Confession

Mari walked up the steps of Jules' home, just like she had a million times before. But this time, something was different. She had discovered something about herself, and more importantly, who she wanted to spend the rest of her life with. That is, if she'd let her. Jules opened the door before Mari had even gotten to the front steps. "Mari! You're just the person I wanted to see!" She ran down the steps, almost tripping over the last one, and put her arms around Mari, leaning so close that Mari could smell her fruity perfume, or maybe that was her gum. It didn't matter really, but all Mari could think about was how close she was, and how beautiful Jules looked. It took her a second to realize Jules was looking at her strangely. " Mare, you okay?" Mari smiled and tried to think straight. "Yeah, I-" she faltered, unable to look Jules in the eyes. Jules seemed to pick up on what was happening, and tilted Mari's head up to meet her eyes. Mari stared into Jules' eyes, dark blue orbs that penetrated her soul. "Mari…" Mari licked her lips. "I, uh, came over to say that you were right." Jules raised an eyebrow. "About me." Mari took a deep breath and blurted out the words she had kept hidden for too long. "I'm gay. Very gay. For you." Jules stared at her for just long enough to make Mari wonder if she had just messed up their friendship, then her lips were against hers. Jules had to hold Mari up to keep her from falling. Jules finally pulled away, tucking Mari's hair behind her ear. "Me too." She said, and laughed, a beautiful sound to Mari's ears. Mari laughed too.

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Probably the first scene with Mels/Brian/Penny

Melanie bustled about their home, tidying this and straightening that. Brian tried to ignore her, focused on his latest plan to take over the world, or at least Central Labs. Penny sat in front of the t.v, watching some random show about a group of chipmunks solving mysteries. Ridiculous, at least, according to Brian. "Brian, hon, where are the Magic Erasers?" Mels's voice rang out from another room, followed by the slam of cabinet doors. Brian shook his head, annoyed at being interrupted. "They're wherever you put them last.'" "No, they're not!" Mels stuck her head around a corner, circular glasses sliding down her nose. "I just looked under the sink; they're not there! I need them to get off the mark that Penny made on the wall in the hall." She narrowed her eyes at Penny, who didn't notice. Brian sighed. "I don't know, Mels," He finally turned from his calculations. " Did you check the cabinets above the sink?" Mels blinked. "You know what? I didn't." She walked off, and there was another cabinet door slam. "Found them!" Brian sighed again and turned back to his figures. " That's great, babe." Penny chose this point to finally tear themselves away from their show long enough to tell the others, " You guys have to watch this show; it's the zoinkiest!" "Not now, Penny!" Came the frustrated shout from Brian and Mel. Penny shrugged and returned to their show.

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IDK what to call this scene

There are times when Hector reminds Mo of a used car salesman, trying to sell her on whatever scheme he had planned. This is one of those times, she thought as Hue put his arm around her, waving the other one around as if painting a picture of the scheme he was talking about. "Picture it Mo. By the end of it all, we'll be rich." Mo pretended to sip her drink to keep from laughing. "Hec, man, we are rich, technically." "Yeah, but we'll be richer. Besides, gotta pay for that wedding somehow, eh?" He elbowed Mo jokingly, nearly making her spill her drink. She moved his arm off of her, laughing. "Touche bro. Still not doing it though." She said, looking for her fiancé in the crowd of people. "Aw, come on!" Mo laughed. "No way!" Hector scoffed. "Fine, I'll find someone who *will* go along with this." He walked off to do exactly that as Mo rolled her eyes. Dew came up to her around that time, glancing at Hec as he passed by. Raising his eyebrows, he asked,"What's up with him?" Mo sighed. "Oh, the usual." Dew chuckled. "Oh God. I don't want to know, do I?" Mo shook her head, sipping her drink.

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What a way to spend a Friday night

Mo laughed as Mari twirled around in the old dress she was wearing, a tattered robe swaying around her, lip-syncing to some pop song, using a hairbrush as a microphone. Julia tried to grab onto Mari's robe as it swooshed past where she lay on the floor, but missed, nearly falling over in the process. Mo laughed harder, nearly falling off Mari's bed where she was flipping through some magazine from like 2002.

Suddenly, Mari's bedroom door flew open, and they all froze. Mari's older brother stood in the doorway, hands on his hips like an angry father. "Do you girls have any idea what time it is?" He asked in indignation. Mari rolled her eyes, Julia snorted, and Mo returned to her magazine.

Mari was the one to reply, adjusting her robe in the full-length mirror. "It's Friday night. Who cares what time it is?" Mo and Jules nodded.

Dickie scoffed. "Seriously?"

Jules sat up suddenly. "Hey, I bet that new burger place on State Street is still open! They're supposed to be open 24 hours!"

Mo glanced up. "ooh I could go for some fries!"

Mari nodded. "Hey, me too!" She turned to Dickie, who was standing there slightly aghast "Hey Dickie! Can you drive us over there?"

Dickie stared bemusedly before scoffing. "What? No! It's 2 in the morning! I am definitely not taking the three of you to some burger place at 2 in the morning!"

Somehow, Dickie found himself at Burger Barn with all three girls at 2:30 in the morning, wondering why he even knocked on his sister's door to begin with.

Mari had threatened to walk about 5 miles over here, and, while he's pretty sure she was bluffing, he wasn't going to call her on it. Besides, the fries were pretty good, he thought, looking around at Jules chowing down on a double patty burger, Mo dipping her fries in some mixture of ranch and ketchup and his sister stealing fries from his plate. What a way to spend a Friday night.