A/N: My friend cartoonnetwork90sfan owns her OC, I own any of mine if I happen to use them. Everyone else belongs to their respective owners. Read & Review!


"Now, Michelle, listen closely," a blonde woman said to her daughter with a bit of warning in her voice, she wore a light pink coat with a darker pink skirt, white tights, and black boots. "I want you to be on your best behavior for your Grandma, Grandpa, and Uncle. Okay, Michelle?"

"Yes, Mom." the blonde girl with a ponytail nodded, she wore a pink shirt with white hearts, a purple skirt, white tights, and pink slippers.

"I also told Grandma Kathy that you would like dance classes like I did, now since you're visiting my family, you'll go to a different dance school, the same one I went to when I was around your age." Michelle's mother smiled.

"Okay, Mom." Michelle smiled, hugging her mother.

"Grandma Kathy and Grandpa Jeff are a lot nicer than Grandma Angela and Grandpa Matt now," her mother continued, her daughter had not seen her side of the family since she was born. "Also, your uncle is nicer than he seems sometimes. Be good now and have a nice visit. You can call your father and I whenever you would like."

Michelle smiled up at her mother.

"You better hurry, your train will leave if you're not quick enough." her mother added sharply.

"Holy cow!" Michelle saw the time. "Bye, Mom!" she hugged her mother one last time, collected her bags and quickly clutched her ticket to board the train away from their home to visit her relatives.

"If you need any help on anything, ask your uncle!" her mother called out. "He's a very intelligent one!" she then dropped her voice low and dreary a bit. "Oh, my little girl..." she sniffled a bit, then went to the car to meet her husband.


"Are you okay, love?" Michelle's father asked tenderly.

Michelle's mother looked to him. "Yes... Just a little anxious about her going on a trip all by herself... She's only six!"

"Sweetie, it'll be all right... Michelle's father assured her, smiling, he always had a charming smile even if a lot of girls didn't accept it. "She's going to be with your parents. Your mother makes the best muffins."

"You're right, plus Mom won't mind cleaning up after her... Can't say the same for Dad."

"It'll be all right, I promise, Dee Dee..." the husband stroked his wife's face with a finger.

The blonde woman, Dee Dee, smiled. "I love you, Ed."

"I love you too, Dee Dee."

The two shared a kiss, then drove off back home to allow their daughter to go visit out of town.