Chapter 1

"Lady Penelope!" Scott exclaimed as he answered the holocall, "How are you?"

The pink clad aristocrat smiled across the video to Scott, cursing silently that it wasn't Gordon she had gotten hold of. She sat back into the plump cushions of her sofa as she watched the oldest Tracy with a careful smile, "I'm fine Scott, I was just after some help."

"Well I think you called the right place." Scott chuckled, "What can we do for you?"

"Well," She hesitated, "It's more a case of what you can do for charity."

Scott raised an eyebrow, "Explain?"

She paused again, carefully thinking out her words before she spoke, "I have been asked by the Women's Institute to organise a photoshoot for their charity calendar."

"And you're asking us to be on the calendar?"

"Can you name one person in the world that wouldn't like to see more of the secretive Tracy's?" She raised an eyebrow when he hesitated, "Come on Scott, can you really let charity down?

Immediately, Scott shook his head, "Now I never said we wouldn't do it Penny," He folded his arms, "But what about IR? We can't just abandon everything for a day."

Penelope rolled her eyes at his resistance, "Now you're just making excuses, Scott, we both know that there are sufficient landing places for your crafts here should the need to use them arrive."

"What's this about making excuses?" Virgil asked as he jumped down into the sunken lounge, his heavy boots crashing loudly against the floor, "Is this about Christmas dinner again?"

"Oh yes, I had to ask about that also," Penelope smiled to Virgil, "Are we doing yours or mine this year?"

"As we came to you last year, it seems only polite for you to come here this year," Grandma announced her arrival as both boys groaned, "You'll be glad to hear that Virgil has volunteered to cook though."

"I have?" Virgil frowned, before catching Scott's eye, "Oh yeah, I have!"

Penelope laughed softly, "Well, if you're sure it's not too much trouble?"

"Not at all," Virgil smiled with a shake of his head, "Now, what were you two arguing about before I got here?"

"We weren't arguing," Scott sighed, "Penelope has invited us to be involved in a charity calendar."

"Which you will of course accept!" Grandma exclaimed with a grin, "When do you need them?"

Penelope smiled at the older woman, "Next Friday, here, at mine. You don't need to bring anything boys, just your bath robes."

"Bath-"

"Goodbye!" Penelope hung up as Virgil and Scott looked to each other in confusion. Grandma smiled and shook her head, "She's probably got some costumes lined up and you need to cover up between changes."