Thank you unknown20troper, OddAuthor, and acosta perez jose Ramiro for your reviews. Lol, yes, Vicky's family does need some serious help, don't they? I don't want to spoil later chapters, but there may be a therapy session later on down the road. Whether or not this involves just Vicky or her whole family, I won't say. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the new chapter.

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June 22nd

Well, we still can't go home. The house needs to air out so we don't die of poison inhalation. Hm, I wonder if I could convince Vic to go back…

Damn, he's smarter than I thought. Oh well, I'll find a way to get rid of him eventually. Till then I guess I'll just keep sleeping with my hands between my legs. Oops, Mrs. Turner just called, gotta run!

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Crap, I forgot it was Monday; the Turners had to go to work. Ah well, the twerp and I managed to have fun: I decided to play 'Operation, Vicky Edition', and I was the surgeon! So I had the twerp tied down to the kitchen table, tore his shirt off, and got out my surgeon tools: a knife, chainsaw, and a syringe filled with orange juice! I wasn't really planning on using these tools; I just love seeing the brat wet himself, and boy did it work! Hey, after ruining almost every scheme I've conjured up, the brat deserves it. So I tortured him for about two hours and then walked off with a fat wad of cash. Now, I gotta think of something else to kill time.

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Well, there wasn't really anything else to do so I just decided to hang out around the hotel and bug the other visitors and make a quick buck. I disguised myself as a chambermaid and went into the rooms to steal stuff. I got about twenty bucks, a pair of golden earrings, a nice wedding ring, and a neat pair of sunglasses. After that I made some water balloons and dropped them on passerby's from our balcony; except the water balloons were mostly filled with paint from Tootie's art kit, but I digress. Later on I went to the pool and looked around for some cute guys. There was this blonde who reminded me of Gah, but he had some preggo girl clinging to his side, so I backed off. If there's anything that scares me more than not having money, it's a guy with a kid; you don't get paid for raising step-children.

Vic came down to the pool area later in these Leopard spotted swim trunks (ick!) and had the nerve to invade my hot tub space by not only jumping in and splashing me, but calling three other women in to join him!

"Do you mind!?" I yelled as I brushed my hair back with my fingers.

"Huh? Oh, right," Vic said as he turned to face me, "Could you scoot over some?"

"Forget it, I'm leaving!" I growled as I stormed off.

Vic shrugged as I wrapped a towel around me and went back to the room to take a shower and get changed. Dad was at work still and mom was lazing around watching soaps. Tootie was reading something and Doidle was sleeping. Before I got in the bathroom she kindly begged for me to leave her some hot water, so I did; enough for a ten second shower anyway. HA! The icicles on her nose tells me she won't ask me anything like that again.

Well, I'm gonna go eat something in the buffet downstairs. Later!

A/N: Man, I feel so bad for Vicky's family. Being in the same house as her is bad enough, but a hotel room? I'm actually surprised they don't just let her get emancipated. Feel free to leave a review.