The next few hours were just about as fun as the first ten minutes with Miles were. First he stuck Jeanette's head into the cotton candy machine, then he tried to sell Eleanor to a random kid for twenty bucks, and finally, when Brittany wasn't looking, he hit her with his golf club and sent her flying into a nearby pond.
The girls jumped onto a fence near the exit area and stood there waiting for Dave and Samantha, who were both completely oblivious to the torture Miles had put the girls through.
"Miles is such a jerk," Brittany said as she squeezed some excess water out of her shirt.
"I can't believe Dave didn't notice anything. I almost got sold like a stuffed toy!," Eleanor said incredulously.
"Sorry, what was that?," Jeanette asked, "I think I still have a little cotton candy in my ear."
"Ew!," Brittany cringed as Jeanette pulled a small piece of cotton candy out of her ear.
"Great news, girls," they all looked up and saw Dave and Samantha walking over to them, "You get to hang out with Miles all day," Dave smiled.
"This day just gets better and better," Brittany said with heavy sarcasm.
"Sam got a page from the hospital, so I'm gonna take you four to the studio with me," Dave explained, not noticing his daughters' upset expressions.
"Alright, be good," Samantha said, hugging Miles.
"Bye Mom," Miles smiled.
"Bye honey," Samantha said before walking off.
"Don't forget your stethoscope," Jeanette reminded her.
"Oh yeah," Dave said, reaching for the stethoscope still in her pocket.
"Oh, you know what? Keep it," Samantha told Jeanette, who smiled.
"Really?"
Samantha nodded.
"Thank you!"
"Break a leg!," Dave said to Samantha as she walked to her car.
"That's for actors, Dave, not doctors," Eleanor told him.
"Right," Dave nodded before trying again, "Good luck!"
"You kinda hope your heart surgeon doesn't need luck," Jeanette told him.
"Uh...have fun?," Dave tried one last time.
Samantha gave him a weird look before finally going to her car.
"Meh," Brittany shrugged, "Close enough."
As Dave pulled up in front of the recording studio, the girls jumped onto the car door and saw several people with cameras standing near the entrance.
"Ooh! Paparazzi!," Jeanette smiled.
"Guess they heard we were coming," Brittany smirked.
The girls jumped out of the car and ran up to them.
"Hey guys! Great to see you!," Brittany smiled, "Uh, make sure you get my good side," she said, posing and putting her paw on her hip.
"Guys, they aren't here for you, come on," Dave told them as he and Miles got out of the car.
"Hey! There she is! Ashley!," one of the paparazzi guys yelled.
The girls turned around and saw another black car pull up behind Dave's. The driver got out and opened the back door, and Ashley Grey stepped out. Dave had been working on Ashley's newest album for the last couple of months and they only had a few more songs to record before the release.
Miles saw Ashley and his jaw dropped wide-open. He had heard about Ashley Grey before, she was around Miles' age. He listened to her music sometimes and thought it was great. But he had never seen her in person. She looked so beautiful with her long red hair and her gorgeous face. He was so starstruck he unknowingly spilled his can of soda...right on top of Eleanor's head.
"AH!," Eleanor screamed as she was doused in soda.
"What. Is. Wrong with you?!," Brittany yelled at Miles.
"Are you ok, Ellie?," Jeanette asked her younger sister.
Eleanor got on all-fours and shook herself dry. She got back up and said, "Yeah, I'm good. No thanks to him," she glared up at Miles, who was still staring at Ashley.
Jeanette looked ahead of them and saw the paparazzi running towards them, urgent to get pictures of Ashley.
"Uh-oh," she frowned nervously.
They tried to run away, but still managed to get stepped on and hit by some of their feet.
"Ow!"
"Watch where you're going!"
"Careful!"
"My glasses!"
"Ow! That's my tail!"
"Excuse me?"
Ashley frowned and pushed her way through the paparazzi.
"First, can you guys apologize for trampling my friends?," she asked, walking up to the Chipettes. She crouched down to their level and helped them get back up, "Aw, sorry about that, girls."
"Thank you, Ashley," Jeanette said politely as Ashley helped her find her glasses.
The Chipettes then watched amusedly as Miles tried to hold the door open for Ashley, only to realize it was a spinning door.
"Hmph, looks like 'Mr. Macho' isn't as great as he thinks he is," Brittany crossed her arms.
Hey!
Hello!
You know
You're making me love sick
You like my dynamite
I'm like tick-tick...
Brittany laid down on her stomach as she and the others watch Ashley sing in the recording booth.
"Wow. I did not realize how boring it is on this side of the glass," she frowned.
"Yeah, why aren't you guys in there?," Miles asked, "I thought you were like, super famous or something."
Jeanette sighed from where she sat on the couch, "One minute, you're drinking pink lemonade on Beyonce's yacht in San Fransisco..."
"Almost done," Eleanor said as she took another piece of stale macaroni from underneath the couch.
"...and the next, you're making necklaces out of old food you find under the couch."
Eleanor took the macaroni to the table. She held up a piece of string that had several pieces of macaroni, chips, and old trinkets she had found.
"I still love it," Eleanor said as she began to put the macaroni on the string.
"Uh-uh-uh!," Dave's co-worker, Barry, frowned at her, "Eleanor, couch macaroni is for talent only."
Miles made a mock-sadness face at her.
"Are you serious, Barry?," Eleanor asked.
"Alright, you can keep them, just don't tell anyone, ok?," Barry told her.
"Yes!," Eleanor smiled and put the macaroni on the necklace. She held it up and admired her handwork.
"We did it!"
Dave and Samantha high-fived.
"We successfully introduced our kids to each other."
"And then you performed open-heart surgery."
Samantha scoffed, "Please, after being a single mom and a med student, I could do this in my sleep."
That was when she noticed Dave was giving her an awkward look.
"...And I wore my stethoscope out again, didn't I?"
She reached for her red stethoscope and took it off.
Dave shrugged, "I thought it was cute. And I like people to know I'm dating a doctor," he told the last part to the waitress as she brought them their food.
After taking their kids home, Dave and Samantha decided to celebrate by going out for dinner at a Mexican restaurant.
After putting her stethoscope up, Samantha decided to come clean, "Alright, I guess my life is a little more hectic than I'd like to admit."
Dave nodded as he unfolded his napkin, "I get it."
"So, I have to ask. The girls? Are they like, your adopted kids or...how does that work?"
Dave made a thoughtful face, "I don't know, I never really thought about it."
Samantha smiled as she began to eat her food. Dave noticed the look on her face and raised an eyebrow at her.
"What?
Samantha looked back up at him and shrugged, "They're lucky to have you."
Dave smiled, Miles was pretty lucky to have a mom like her too, he thought to himself.
"Crazy idea," he said, leaning back in his chair a bit.
Samantha looked up at him.
"You ever been to Miami?"
