Everybody ready for the next story?

Mike: Heck, why not?

Peter: Sure!

Micky: It's gotta be better than last month's.

Lauren: Always.

Davy: As long as no one dies or almost dies, I'm all for it.

(We open in the ballroom of the Montgomery House. Peter, Mike, and Micky are rehearsing the end of "Listen to the Band" for the upcoming tour. Lauren and Emma play with Katie and the twins. The twins and Katie are chasing each other around the room, Katie more than a little behind the two energetic toddlers...and their mothers chase all three.)

Mike: Ok, guys. Let's do it one more time. This is one of the last songs we're gonna be doin' in the concert, and I want it to sound good.

Micky: *sighs* Again?

Peter: (Far away) Yeah...

Mike: (Waves his hand in front of Peter) Hey, Pete? Earth to Peter!

Peter: (Startled) Huh? Oh. (Sighs) I guess my mind's elsewhere. Valerie's pretty close to due, you know, and she just went to pick up Chrissy from her dad's house. We're watching her while Morgan is on a buisness trip.

*We hear Lauren call for Little Micky and Shelly and Emma call for Katie in the background.*

Emma: Katie, be careful! Don't run into the instruments! (Chases her daughter to the bandstand)

Katie: (Stops at the bandstand and tries to climb it) Da!

Mike: Sorry, cowgirl. Daddy's busy rehearsin'. :)

Emma: (Puffing) Darn, she's fast. (Picks up Katie) Honey, are you all right?

Katie: 'Kay!

*The twins run together in one direction then go in opposite directions. Lauren stops where they parted, puffing.*

Emma: (Puts Katie on a blanket on the dance floor) Could you guys keep an eye on Katie while I help Lauren retrieve her children?

Mike: But Em, we have to...(Emma puts Katie on the blanket and goes to help Lauren)...rehearse.

*Micky props his chin in one hand, leaning on the drums, watching the twins scream and run around the room. He's smirking slightly.*

Mike: Maybe we ought to help them.

Peter: I think this is good for them. Their moms need the exercise, too!

Lauren: *still puffing, hearing Peter's comment* That's bull!

Emma: (Puffs, chasing Shelly) Not exercise like this!

(Two people appear at the doorway. The twins recognize Chrissy instantly and run to her. Katie starts running to her, but falls. Her mother picks her up. :D)

Chrissy: Hi, kids! Are you being good for your mommy?

*The twins beam up at Chrissy.*

Lauren: *puffing, coming up from behind* No, they're running her ragged.

Valerie: (Sees Lauren and Emma's red faces) Oh, dear. I guess they just have a lot of energy to work off.

Chrissy: They're just having fun!

Lauren: *slumps against the wall by them* "Fun" isn't quite the word I was thinking of. :P

Valerie: How's rehearsal going?

Mike: Not bad.

Micky: Ehh.

Peter: We've worked on more than half of the songs for the first concert in Cincinatti.

Mike: We did a lot, but we've done better.

Valerie: Maybe we ought to take a break. Davy will be back soon with Daphne, and I'm sure the kids - and their mothers - are hungry.

Lauren: Starving.

Valerie: I need a nap myself and to get Chrissy settled.

Peter: (Goes to Valerie, worried) Is there anything you need, honey? How are you feeling?

Valerie: (Smiles gently) Oh, I'm feeling just fine. Why don't you help settle Chrissy down, and I go take a nap?

Chrissy: Oh, I know where to go! I've stayed with you guys before!

Peter: Yeah, but not for this long.

Emma: Why don't we take time out for lunch? (Smiles at Mike) Didn't you say you wanted to pick up those parts from Cardelli's for the Monkeemobile this afternoon?

Mike: (Grumbles) Yeah, well, but we gotta...

Emma: Miiiiiiikkkkkeeeee...

Katie: Da!

Micky: *drops his sticks* No! No more practicing! I can't take it! All I hear is *thump, thump, thump* now! *drapes himself over the drum*

Peter: Please, Mike? (Gazes at his best friend with his huge brown eyes) I want to spend time with Valerie and Chrissy before we go on tour and the baby comes!

Mike: (Sighs) Fine.

(The boys get down and put their instruments away. Mike picks up Black Beauty's case and puts his free arm around his wife and daughter.)

Mike: You girls ready to go?

Katie: Go!

Emma: Sounds like she is. (Kisses Mike on the cheek) I am, too.

Micky: *goes over to Lauren* I think you could use a nap of your own, babe.

Lauren: That'd be nice.

*The twins take off again.*

Micky: I'll get the rugrats. *chases after the twins and catches them within moments*

Lauren: Show off.

Chrissy: (Waves at the twins) You kids be good! Maybe I'll come play with you later.

*The twins wave at Chrissy, each tucked under one of Micky's arms.* ;) :D

Peter: (Puts his arms around Chrissy and Valerie as the others walk out) So, what do you girls want for lunch?

Chrissy: Could we have peanut-butter and jelly?

Peter: Sure!

Valerie: How about some chocolate milk and chocolate-covered peanuts?

Chrissy: Oooh YEAH! Could we? (Grins hopefully at Peter) :D

Peter: Um, we'll see. That's up to Val. I'm not a big chocolate fan. (Rubs Valerie's stomach) Seems our son is, though.

Chrissy: I can't wait until the baby's out! I'll be an aunt! (Gently leans her ear against Valerie's stomach) I think I heard him kick!

Valerie: He does that every now and then to let me know he's still there, but he's mostly a very sweet baby (smiles at Peter), like his daddy.

Peter: (Blushes as Chrissy snickers) Aww, Val...

Valerie: Let's go have lunch. Baby Tork is hungry.

(Fade out on Chrissy, Peter, and Valerie as they go to the kitchen; fade in on the Pad. Emma is giving Mike a kiss on the cheek.)

Emma: You be careful, honey.

Mike: Em, I know how to drive a motorcycle to Cardelli's.

Emma: I know, honey. I just get worried about what you might run into.

Mike: I can handle it. I'm the White Knight, you know. (Nods) See you later.

Emma: See you! I'm just going to work on writing and put Katie down for a nap.

(Mike goes out to garage. Emma goes into the downstairs room as the roar of a motorcycle is heard. She smiles at Katie, who plays with a stuffed wolf in a crib.)

Emma: Ok, honey. It's time for you go get settled down for a nice little nappie.

Katie: (Yawns) No!

Emma: I can already see you're tired, Katie. (Smiles and carresses Katie's cheek) Would you like Mommy to sing you a nice song?

Katie: (Yawns again) ‘Kay.

(Emma sings "Sometime in the Morning," eventually joined by the song's regular accompianment. Katie's eyes gradually close, and she lays down and goes to sleep. Emma smiles and kisses her daughter.)

Emma: Sweet dreams, my little girl.

(She goes downstairs...and frowns. She puts her hand on her stomach)

Emma: Something isn't right here. I've got the devil-warning stomach cramps. :p

*A black light comes from the veranda, followed by an evil male chuckle.*

Emma: No! (Closes her eyes. There's a blue light; her field hockey stick appears; she locks the veranda door) Go away!

Shelia: Do you really think that will stop us, Scholar?

Emma: A girl has to do what she can.

Alex: *presses his face to the door* Which isn't much.

Emma: Damn you, Alex, you KNOW I can get ROUGH with you!

Shelia: Oh, stop it. You know we can get in easily.

*There's a flash of black light, and the door swings open.*

Alex: THAT easily.

Emma: Get out of here, you two! (Holds up her field hockey stick) This thing can really hurt someone, you know.

Shelia: Yes, well, you seem to be outnumbered, dear.

Emma: But I have the weapon.

Alex: *folds his arms* I'm shaking.

(Emma swings at Shelia...and connects with her side hard enough to knock her out of breath.)

Shelia: (Growls) DAMN IT, you little brat! You'll pay for that!

Emma: And YOU be quiet! My daughter is sleeping!

*Alex grabs for Emma's stick.*

(Alex gets a hold of Emma's stick; they struggle. Shelia finally regains enough breath to grab Emma's arms. She struggles angrily.)

Emma: When Mike comes back, he'll KILL you if he finds out you've hurt me or Katie!

Alex: *leans against the stick* You know, we've heard this all before. Time to cut the middle man. *runs a finger across Emma's forhead, then whispers something in her ear, causing her to slump in Shelia's arms* Simple.

Shelia: Good. Her husband won't suspect anything until long after we're gone.

Alex: That was the idea, Milady.

(Shelia lays Emma on the psychiatrist's couch.)

Shelia: You stay with the Scholar. I'll take her daughter...and my heir to the title of Devil.

(Shelia goes upstairs. She comes back downstairs with Katie. Alex is stroking Emma's hair, whispering words into her ear with a nasty smirk. Katie fusses.)

Katie: (Reaches out to her mother) Ma! :(

Shelia: (Stroke's Katie's thick, black hair) Hush now, Young Scholar. Your mother is safe. (Nasty grin) For now. (Looks at her partner) Enjoying yourself, Alex?

Alex: *smirks* Always.

Shelia: Is she in a deep sleep now?

Alex: A VERY deep sleep. A garbage truck could drive through a nitroglycerine plant and she wouldn't hear it.

Shelia: Good. As much as I'd like to permanently damage that little twit, we don't have the time. We have to get the other children.

Alex: *nods* Right.

Katie: No! (Makes a face at Shelia)

Shelia: That's no way for the new little Devil to behave. (Shelia runs her finger across the baby's forehead and whispers into her ear. She leans against Shelia's chest and closes her eyes.) Much bettah.

Alex: I love a "well-behaved" child.

Shelia: Shall we go get the othahs now?

Alex: Let’s go.

(The two devils and the baby disappear in a black light. We fade out on the slumbering Emma and fade in on the Montgomery House. Chrissy watches TV and eats peanut butter and jelly in her play room in the basement. Peter and Valerie are cuddled together upstairs on the huge king-sized bed in their room. )

Chrissy: (She's watching an old black-and-white horror movie, "Hush Hush, Sweet Charlotte," featuring Bette Davis and Oliva De Haviland; the scene on now has a young southern belle with a blood-spattered dress appearing at a ball) Eeeew, gross! What did she do, bash the guy's brains out? Man, I knew Bette Davis was freaky, but this is really weird. (Frowns at a strange noise) What's that? Val? Pete? Hey, guys? What's going on? (Grins) Ok, if you're gonna get busy, could you not do it where I can hear? (Frowns) Guys? (She walks carefully upstairs) Val? Peter? Are you...

*Two arms reach out and grab her. Shelia appears in front of Chrissy. The arms wrap around Chrissy, holding her tightly.*

Chrissy: Hey, you're the Black Magic Lady! What are you doing here? I thought we got rid of you! (Struggles) Let me go! I'll call Val and Peter!

Alex: *from behind her* It would seem you thought wrong.

Shelia: (Smirks) You can call for them all you want, Christina. They'll never hear you.

Chrissy: What did you DO to them...and how do you know my name?

Shelia: Oh, I know a lot of things about you. I do quite a bit of research for my company, little girl.

Alex: What did we do to them? We decided they needed some rest.

Chrissy: You'd better not have hurt them!

Shelia: Oh, they're fine. Just taking very long, deep naps.

Chrissy: No! Darn it! (She struggles and screams) Help! Val! The Black Magic Lady's here! Let go!

Shelia: Noisy little thing, isn't she?

Alex: Very noisy.

Shelia: She'll need to be subdued. She's older than the others and, if she's anything like the Aristocrat, will fight.

Chrissy: The Aristocrat? The others?

Alex: *clamps a hand over her mouth* Oh, shut up, would you?

(Chrissy wiggles as much as she can in Alex's grasp.)

Alex: *there's a black light around Chrissy; a rope appears tied around her and there's a gag over her mouth* There. That ought to keep her.

(Chrissy struggles, but Alex easily picks her up and throws her over his shoulder.)

Shelia: Good. Ready to gather the last of them?

Alex: *grins* Ready, Milady.

(Chrissy squeals under her gag and kicks angrily.)

*We fade out on Shelia and Alex, holding Chrissy. We fade in on Lauren and Micky's house. Lauren is setting an empty pizza box next to the trash basket in their kitchen.*

Micky: (Leans back in his seat and pats his stomach) Boy, that was good. Nothing hits home like some of Pop's home-made pizza. (Looks at the twins) You kids enjoy your pizza?

*The twins look up, tomato sauce all over their faces, and grin.*

Lauren: I think that's a yes. (Grins) So, Mick, what would you like to do now? ;)

Micky: I'd love to take a nap and (grin) wrestle a little. (Looks at the twins) But first, I see two little guys who could use some cleaning. ;)

Shelly: Who? ;)

Little Mick: Where? ;)

Lauren: *chuckles* I think Daddy means you two! ;)

Shelly: Us?

Lauren: Yes, you! ;)

Shelly: Oooh, splash time! :D

Micky: Yeah, princess, it's time to splash around in the tubbie. (Picks up his messy daughter ;) )

Little Mick: Water! :D

Lauren: Just no splashing us! *picks up her messy son* ;)

Shelly: Ok! ;)

(Lauren and Micky bring the twins upstairs to change as "Saturday's Child" begins. :) ))

*We switch the the twins in the tub, splashing, laughing, and having a ball. Little Mick picks up a sponge. Lauren waggles her finger at him. He throws it in Micky's face.* ;)

(Micky grins and starts to throw it at his son...but Lauren waggles her finger again. :p ;) )

(Shelly laughs, claps, and splashes her brother. ;) :)) )

*Micky palms the sponge considers, then mushes it in Lauren's face. He grins widely.* ;) :D

(Shelly giggles and falls over laughing. Her daddy is just too funny! ;) :)) )

*Lauren glares at Micky. He shrugs, still grinning.* :P ;)

(The twins splash each other, then play with little toy boats, pretending to be in a storm. :) )

(The twins then splash their parents. ;) )

*Lauren gets up and disappears briefly from the bathroom. She returns wearing a rain poncho.* ;)

(MIcky strips off his shirt to reveal a bathing suit. ;) :D)

*Lauren rolls her eyes and splashes some water at Micky.* ;)

(Micky grins and splashes water at Lauren, aiming for her uncovered face. ;) )

(The twins giggle and clap at their parents' antics. :) )) )

*Lauren wipes the water from her face. She then produces a squirt gun from her poncho.* ;)

(Micky grabs a squirty squeeze fish from the bathtub, and they squirt each other, then the twins. ;) )

(Little Mick takes a squeeze fish and squirts his Daddy as Shelly laughs. :)) )

*Lauren leans an arm on the side of the tub, shaking her head.* ;)

(As the music ends, we cut to Micky and Lauren with the twins in their bedroom. They are teaching the twins how to help put their toys and books away. :) )

Micky: (Puts a toy firetruck in the toy chest) And that's the last one! See how you do it, Little Mick? :)

Little Mick: Yeah! :D *peeks into the toy chest*

Shelly: (Hands her mother a book) One more! :)

Lauren: Thank you, Shelly! :) *puts the book away on a shelf*

Shelly: All done! :D

Micky: All right! (Grins) Time for kids and parents to take a nap. Uncle Mike will probably call more rehearsal for tonight, now that Uncle Davy's home. ;) :p

Shelly: No s'eepy! :p

Little Mick: Me no s'eepy, too! :P

Micky: If you're not gonna sleep, how about you at least rest in your beds?)

Little Mick: Okay. :)

Shelly: Rest. :)

(Micky and Lauren put the twins in their beds. Micky turns to Lauren with a grin.)

Micky: Ready to dry off, babe? ;)

Lauren: *also grins* Yes, I am. ;)

(They put their arms around each other and walk out of the room. The twins lay in bed for a few minutes...but instantly sit up. ;) )

Shelly: (Voice-over) "I can't believe we fooled them that easily! ;)"

Little Mick: *voice over* "Yeah! That's the quickest we've fooled them yet!" ;)

Shelly: "Grown-ups will believe anything. ;)"

Little Mick: "Silly grown ups." ;)

Shelly: (As noise is heard down the hall) "Oh, there they go wrestling! ;)"

Little Mick: "They love to wrestle." ;)

Shelly: "Wanna wrestle too, or would that bring them in here? ;) :p"

Little Mick: Wrestling is too loud. They'll hear us." :P

Shelly: "Maybe we could look at a book. :)"

(Two shadows appear just outside of the room...)

Little Mick: "Good idea, Shel!" :D

(The twins get off their beds and take a book off the shelf. They're looking at it when Shelia and Alex walk into the room.)

Shelia: (Grins) Well, look at this charming scene. ;)

Alex: Aren't they cute? ;)

Shelly: (Looks up...and her eyes widen) Bad! Bad lady! :o

Shelia: I wouldn't say that, little girl. Just a bit rotten, that's all. ;)

Little Mick: *eyes widen* Bad! Stay away! :P

Shelia: Don't worry, little ones. We're going to take you to a fun place, full of things to do and people to see. Why, your friends Katie and Chrissy are already there! ;)

Shelly: No hurt Chrissy and Katie? :(

Shelia: Oh, they're unharmed. Chrissy is a bit tied up at the moment, though. ;)

Little Mick: Wanna stay here! :P

Alex: Seems like they need some persuasion.

Shelly: Mommy! Daddy! Help! (Grabs her brother's arm) "Come on, Mick! We've got to get Mommy and Daddy! They'll know what to do!" :o

Little Mick: Help! *goes with Shelly* "Come on, Shel!" :-O

(The twins take off, but Shelia and Alex catch them. ;) )

Shelia: (Smirks at Shelly) There's a bit of a problem with that plan, Young Huntress. Your parents are taking a very, very deep nap. ;)

Little Mick: Nap? :-/ :P

Shelly: They wrestle! They no nap! ;) :p

Shelia: Oh, but they're napping now. We made sure of that. ;)

Alex: They are definitely napping. ;) >:)

Shelly: (Struggles in Shelia's arms) No! Mommy! Daddy! :( :o X(

Little Mick: *struggles in Alex's arms* Daddy! Mommy!

Shelia: Let's get outta 'ere, before the kids wake up the neighborhood.

Alex: Good idea. My ears are already ringing. *makes a face* :P

(Shelia and Alex disappear with the twins. Fade to black along with the light; fade back in on the Pad, where Emma still sleeps. We hear voices. Davy and Daphne finally walk in, carrying luggage.)

Davy: Daph, I said I didn't mind carrying your bag for you.

Daphne: I'm fine, Davy. I'm a big girl. I can carry my own bag. ;)

Davy: Okay, Daph. *puts his bag down; notices Emma; puts a finger to his lips* Shh. Em's taking a nap.

(Emma stirs restlessly in her sleep.)

Daphne: *makes a slight face* Are you sure about that, Davy? *crosses the room to Emma*

Davy: *shrugs* I didn't say I couldn't be wrong. :P

*Davy follows her across the room.*

Daphne: *puts a hand on Emma's forehead* She doesn't feel warm. I would say she's not having the greatest dream, though.

Emma: No...Katie...no...devils... :(

Davy: I 'eard a nasty word there.

Daphne: Devils? That isn't good. :P

Emma: (Screams in her sleep) NO! Katie! No! Put her down! Please! No!

Davy: Em!

Daphne: *shakes Emma* Em, wake up! :-O

(But she remains asleep, though tossing and turning.)

Davy: This isn't just a nightmare she's 'aving. THEY must've been 'ere! :P

Daphne: *frowns* And they've got Katie. :P

Emma: Katie... (tears prick her eyes, even in her sleep... :( )

Davy: We need to wake 'er up.

Daphne: How?

Davy: *considers* Well, this does rathah remind me of "Sleeping Beauty."

Daphne: *eyes narrow slightly* Nothing against Emma, but I don't think she'll wake up by a kiss from you. :P ;)

Davy: Well, if not that...

Daphne: *slight grin* Don't hurt yourself thinking, Davy. ;)

Davy: Funny, Daph. *snaps his fingers* I've got it!

Daphne: Uh oh. :P ;)

Davy: *dark blue light: he's dressed in magician's garb, including a wand in his hand* Borrowed this from Mick's closet. ;)

Daphen: *notes that the costume is dragging on the floor* Well, I knew it couldn't be yours, based on the length. ;)

Davy: Daph, you're ruining my concentration! :P

Daphne: Pardon me! *motions with her hands* By all means, Davy.

Davy: *holds the wand up, then swooshes it all around him* Oh blah di, oh blah dah...

*Daphne quirks an eyebrow, then rolls her eyes.* :P ;)

Davy: *brings the wand down and touches Emma's forehead lightly * You're awake! *sees no change* I don't think it worked, Daph.

Daphne: I could've told you that, Davy. :P

Daphne: Would you like to try something else, oh great Wizard? /:)

Davy: *sighs* I still liked my "Sleeping Beauty" idea.

Daphne: Oh, alright! If it'll make you feel better, kiss her. I still say it won't work, either.

Davy: *changes himself back into his own clothes* I'm trying because it's all I can think of. *leans down and kisses Emma's cheek, mainly to save his rear from getting kicked across town by Daphne* ;)

(Emma stirs for a moment. Her eyes blink and finally open.)

Daphne: Emma, are you okay?

Emma: Where...where am I? (Looks around) Where are they? (Looks up at her friends) Davy, Daph, they were after Katie! They took Katie! :o X( :((

Davy: *sighs* We already figahed that out, Em. :( :P

Emma: My daughter! Davy, she wants to raise my little girl! She wants to take her away from me! (Edge of panic quickly creeps into her voice) :( :o

Daphne: We'll get her back, Em!

(Mike walks into the Pad, pulling off motorcycle gloves.)

Mike: Darlin', I'm home! Em? (Looks up at the group in the living room and quickly joins them when he sees the horrified panic in his wife's eyes) Em, what's wrong? (Turns to Davy and Daphne) Is she ok? What happened?

Emma: Oh, honey! (She throws her arms around her husband) Shelia and Alex came! They were after Katie! They grabbed me and put me to sleep! I'm such an idiot! I lost our daughter! Our little girl! God, why don't I have a brain? :(

Mike: (Soft growl) Shelia took Katie? X(

Emma: They were about to when they put me to sleep. :(

Mike: Davy, go call the others. Tell them what's goin' on. Daph, go check on our room. Bring a weapon, just in case the devils came back or left any nasty surprises. :p X(

Emma: (Holds Mike tighter) Honey, don't leave me! I don't want to lose you, too! :o

Davy: *nods* Right! *goes to the phone*

Mike: I won't, Em. I'm stayin' right here.

*Daphne makes a baseball bat appear and heads for the room.*

Emma: (Sobs hard) Honey, I couldn't stop them. I had my field hockey stick, and I couldn't stop them. (Cries harder) I can't even save my own child. I'm worthless!

Mike: (Takes her by the shoulders) Em, you're gettin' hysterical. Cut that out. You were alone.

(Emma is so upset, all she can do is gulp and nod. :( )

Davy: *holds the phone away* I can't get a hold of Petah or Val. :-/

Mike: Maybe someone ought to go over to the Montgomery House and check up on them. Lauren and Micky, too. Shelia and Alex could have gone after them.

Davy: *dials another number and listens* No answer at Mick and Lauren's, eithah. I think those rotten devils 'ave been busy. :P

(Mike holds Emma, who continues to sob and wail about her lack of worth and the loss of her daughter.)

Mike: (Growls) DAMN them! X(

Davy: *hangs up* I can go check up on the othahs. If Em was any indication, they might be in the same state. :P

Emma: They...they must have put them to sleep and taken the other children! :(

Mike: Oh man, the twins...

Emma: And Chrissy, too! She's not a young child, but she IS a child. :(

Davy: *nods* I'll go to the Montgomahry 'Ouse first. I can 'andle Petah teary-eyed bettah first than a pissed-off Micky. :P ;) *blue lights himself out*

Mike: (Grins faintly) Can't say I blame you there. (Calls upstairs as he strokes his wife's hair, calming her sobs) How 'ya doin', Daph? Found anything?

Daphne: *comes out of the room, bat still in hand; shrugs* Nothing. :P

Mike: No Katie or devils or (scowls) nasty little surprises? :p

Daphne: *comes down the stairs* Not a thing.

Emma: She took my daughter... (shakily) Mike, she still wants to make Katie her heir. She wants to turn my little girl into a devil! :o :(( X(

Mike: (Firmly) We won't let her, Em.

Daphne: And there's Chrissy and the twins, too.

Emma: What do they want with them?

Mike: Alex may have some interest in the twins. Chrissy...I have no idea.

*There's a dark blue light and Davy reappears with Peter and Val, both somewhat groggy.*

Valerie: (Gulps as she rubs her eyes) Chrissy's gone. She's not downstairs, or outside, or at any of her friends' houses. :(

Peter: (Sobbing) All I saw was Alex running his fingers over my forehead. Then he told me to go to sleep, and that's all I know until I woke up. :((

Emma: (Also sobs) They took Katie! They put me to sleep and took my daughter! :((

Daphne: It's awful. :P

Mike: I shouldn't have left you alone, darlin'.

Emma: (Gulps) Honey, you didn't know.

Valerie: Peter and I were together, and we STILL couldn't stop them. :(

(Peter sobs harder. Valerie holds him as well as she can in her condition.)

Daphne: *glances at Davy, who's staying put* Weren't you going after Micky and Lauren?

Davy: I value my life, luv. :P ;)

(Emma and Mike chuckle, Emma through her tears. :)) )

Daphne: *folds her arms* Micky will be madder if you DON'T get him now. :P

Davy: *frowns* If I don't make it back with all of my body pahts intact, will you still marry me, luv?

Daphne: Maybe. ;)

Valerie: Daph, you're brave. Why don't you do it? ;)

Davy: Yes! ;)

Daphne: I liked it better when Davy was squirming over it. ;)

Davy: Awe, luv! :P

Daphne: Okay, I'll do it. *waves; disappears in a blue light*

Peter: Val, why did they take Chrissy? She doesn't even have powers! :(

Valerie: Retaliation. Maybe revenge. Or they may plan on using her for something. (Sighs) I wish we knew what.

Emma: Where do you think they have them? That place in Arizona?

Mike: We could try, but they'll know that's the first place we'll look.

Davy: I doubt they'd give that up so soon, though.

Peter: Michael, I'm scared! Why did they take the children? :(

Valerie: We should probably talk to Ursula. She's connected to Shelia. She might be able to tell us what her sister is up to this time. :p

*A dark blue light appears, revealing Daphne, Lauren, and Micky.*

Micky: *fuming* When I get my hands on those damn devils... *motions breaking something with his hands* X-( :P

Peter: You too? :(

Lauren: *nods* Yeah. :(

Emma: Micky, they took Katie. They put me to sleep and took her away while Mike was gone! :(

Peter: They put us to sleep, too. :((

Valerie: (Soft and angry) Chrissy's gone. X(

Micky: Dammit! *clenches his fists* X-(

Lauren: Mick... *pushes one of his fists down* the Pad doesn't need another hole in a wall. :P :(

Mike: Yeah, man, that's my job. ;)

Emma: Miiiiiiiiikkkkkeeeee... :p

*Micky's eyes narrow. If he could snort smoke, he would be.* X-( :P ;)

Peter: Guys, don't fight! We have to find the kids!

Valerie: We need to go to Ursula.

Mike: And NOW. The kids could be in danger, and we've got to find them before we go on tour.

Peter: The tour!

Valerie: I'll cancel it if we don't find the kids before then.

Peter: Val, but all that work you did...all those people and the people who bought tickets... :(

Micky: But what the hell kinda show would they get outta us? A bunch of crap, that's what! :P X-(

Valerie: Honey, our children are more important. (Rubs her stomach) Our son wants to meet his friends when he comes out. :)

Lauren: Mick... :P 8-|

Mike: I say we should cancel rehearsal and go to Ursula. Tonight.

Emma: She'll know how to help us!

Lauren: Yeah. *nods*

Davy: Let’s go!

(The group concentrates. There's various shades of blue lights, and everyone disappears, leaving the Pad empty as we fade out.)