Ok, Thanks DD for the idea, but right now I'd just like to say something. After getting a review on a story saying that it "wasn't the best" I'd just like to say: I'm not TRYING to be the best. I'm just writing for my own enjoyment and for the entertainment of you guys! So please, no more reviews comparing my stuff to other stories that make me feel bad. Ok? No hard feelings?

Good. Cuz that was really bothering me…tee-hee…On a happier note I booked my flight and got my tickets for the show! =D Plus I made an awesome Gabe shirt at the mall. It's his face and then it says "Gabe: I won't mind him haunting me." lol…I give credit to whoever made that bumper sticker on Facebook! It's coming with me to NY…But I'm not wearing it to the show cuz I don't want anyone to think I'm a creepy obsessed fan (even though I am) and even though Aaron won't be there….Grrr…Wow. Long Note. STORY TIME!

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Disclaimer: Hey! Guess what? I DON'T OWN NEXT TO NORMAL! I do own Gabby and Anthony, though…so…yeah….Wow. This was really bland….

It was a bright, sunny, perfect afternoon. Well, at least for Natalie and Henry. Finally after nonstop work days, rushing the kids to school, and still trying to make room for themselves, they were getting a vacation. A whole week by themselves in a nice little resort in Las Vegas. Nothing seemed better…

Packing was done and everything was ready…except the kids. Anthony, the oldest only 6 years old, was too busy racing his Hotwheels cars around the living room to pay any attention to what was going on. Gabrielle, who preferred to be called Gabby, was being a normal four year old girl and playing with her dolls in her room.

Meanwhile, their parents were outside, still trying to fit everything in the car. Natalie lifted her suitcase with ease as she threw it into the back of the rundown car. She went to get Henry's as well. She attempted to pick it up, but fell under its weight. Luckily for her, Henry had been watching and caught her before she hit the hard concrete.

"Thanks…" she said, brushing herself off, trying once again to pick up the suitcase. "God, what do you have in here?"

"Stuff…" He replied swiftly, grabbing the other side of the luggage.

"We're going on vacation, Henry. We're not moving."

"Yeah, I know…"

They finally gathered enough strength to hoist the heavy bag into the car. After closing the trunk, the both of them reclined against the car, eager to get out.

"Just one more hour and we're gone…" Natalie sighed, resting her head on her husband's shoulder. "No kids to bother us, no work to worry about…"

"Just us for a whole week…" Henry finished as he began to kiss her. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mrs. Jefferson, an old woman with 10 cats who lived next door, walk their way. She was the kids' babysitter and the couple had hired her to watch them for the next week.

Natalie pulled away from Henry quickly, rather embarrassed. "Oh. Hi, Mrs. Jefferson….um…Sorry about that…"

"Yes, now-"

"The kids are inside. Anthony has his piano lesson on Wednesday, so-"

"Natalie-"

"And if you need anything just call-"

"Natalie!"

She stopped talking for a minute and blushed with even more embarrassment. "Sorry. You were saying?"

Mrs. Jefferson held her head up haughtily and said, "I was coming here to tell you that I am not available this week."

The look that fell upon Natalie's face was a mix of disbelief and anger. "Wh-what? But you said-!"

"Well, I was wrong. My brother is having his surgery this week and I have to be there. I am terribly sorry for the short notice."

Mrs. Jefferson gave Henry a glare and walked back to her house. Natalie's face had turned a bright red. By what Henry could tell, she looked as though she wanted to take his luggage out from the car and beat Mrs. Jefferson to a pulp with it.

"What the hell are we supposed to do now?!" she shouted at him like it was his fault.

He slowly began to rub her tensed-up shoulders, trying to get her to calm down. "Relax, Nat, we'll find someone."

"Like who? And would you quit it with the shoulder rubbing?! It's not doing anything!"

He rolled his eyes at her and racked his brain for any ideas. Who could they get at the last minute. All of the sudden, it came to him.

"Call your mom."

She just stared at him blankly. "My mom? No! Hell no! Can't you do any better than that?"

He shrugged innocently and muttered, "Well, she said she'd watch them any time…and she said we don't have to pay her…"

"Yeah, I know that, it's just I don't exactly trust her with my kids! I mean, my dad could hardly trust her with me!"

She continued ranting and raving about this and that while he just kept trying to change her mind.

"Oh, come on, Nat, it's last minute…there's nothing to worry about…"

"We are not, I repeat, not calling my fucking mother!"

Thirty Minutes Later…

Natalie groaned and glared evilly at Henry as Diana walked up the driveway.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this…" She whispered angrily.

"You'll thank me later, trust me…" He softly replied.

Natalie forced a fake smile on her face as he went to greet her mother.

"Natalie!" Diana shouted, embracing her daughter. They hadn't seen each other since the wedding, more than seven years ago.

"Hey, Mom…"

"Oooh, I missed you so much!"

"Yeah, me too…" Natalie replied quickly, pulling away from her mother. "Look, we really have to go or we're gonna miss our flight…The kids are inside. The schedule's on the refrigerator."

"Ok…"

"If you need anything, just call."

Diana giggled a little. "I'll try my best…I don't wanna interrupt you two. God, knows how long it's been since you've-!"

"Mom!" Natalie shouted, cutting her off in embarrassment. "Now is not the time that I want to discuss my sex life with you, thanks."

Once again, Diana broke out into little giggles as Henry came up to her say, "Thanks for doing this, though."

"Oh, no problem. It's my pleasure…"

They quickly showed her inside and said goodbye to Anthony and Gabby. The couple began to file out the door when Natalie turned back and said to her mother, "Oh, yeah. A little word of caution. They like to fight a lot so, don't let them break anything."

"I won't Nat…"

"Please don't set the house on fire…"

Diana rolled her eyes at her daughter's lack of confidence in her. "I'm not a child, Natalie. I'm not gonna burn down your house…"

Natalie shook a terrible memory out of her head and headed out the door. Finally, she thought to herself, getting in the car. A little bit of freedom…They soon sped off towards the airport.

Meanwhile in the house, the kids were trying to identify the grandmother they hardly ever met. Gabby gave her a blank stare, confused as hell, while Anthony gave her a sly grin.

Oh, God… Diana thought. What did I just get myself into?

A/N: hahahahaha…This is just a intro chapter. I wanna see if you guys like the idea or not. Cuz if you do, I'll write more, but if you think it sucks and it's stupid, tell me cuz I have a huge list of other stories to write…

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