The bus bounced as Roadie drove along the freeway. Beary pulled out a scrapbook from his backpack, gaining everyone's attention when they saw Country Bear stickers all over the cover. Fred leaned in to take a look, surprised at all of the pictures and news clippings about them.

"Whoa, that's a nice scrapbook there, Beary", Fred said impressed.

"Thanks", he smiled turning the pages. "I've been working on it forever."

"You must've gone through a lot of trouble to find all of those pictures and articles", Vivian said as she looked at how old most of the articles were.

"Believe me, you don't want to know."

As much as Vivian admired his admiration, she had to admit it was kind of creepy. She had heard stories about people who were obsessed with celebrities, wanting to own almost everything that had their name or face on it. She certainly hoped Beary knew when to stop.

"I really like this picture", Beary said showing Fred. "You used to have a lot of hair."

Vivian had to stop herself from laughing. That was incredibly rude, and even Fred looked embarrassed. He felt the top of her head, feeling how thin his fur was, compared to 15 some years ago.

"Uh…" he mumbled. "Yeah… well… oh, look at this one!"

Fred pointed to an old newspaper clipping from 1974. It covered their very first performance for an audience back at a talent show in Country Bear Hall, known and Pendleton Hall back then.

"Winning that talent show was our big break."

"What's an arm musician?" Beary asked pointing at the title of the article.

"Oh, that's Benny Bogswaggle", Fred laughed. "He was real talented."

Everyone laughed as they remembered that pathetic young man. Thought it was a real impressive talent to perform armpit farts to the tune of a song. The whole place was quiet, completely speechless and disgusted as he performed.

"But he was a bad loser", Henry pointed out.

Everyone nodded, remembering the fit the kid threw when the judges announced the Country Bears to be the winners of the talent show. Benny snatched the tambourine out of Vivian's hand and threw it on the floor, shattering the little jingles, breaking the instrument.

"He hit Zeb with a chair", Fred nodding remembering.

"Poor guy", Vivian sighed.

"Whatever happened to Benny Bogswaggle?" Beary asked.

"Your guess is as good as ours", Henry shrugged. "After that, he was kicked out of the hall and banned for life. We heard no new about him."

Beary looked at them, not knowing what to think about it. Everyone's head turned as they heard Vivian's stomach growling. She blushed as she wrapped her arms around her belly.

"One of the things you got to love about being pregnant…" she chuckled nervously, not wanting to worry anyone. "This cub will make me eat anything."

"We'll be in Nutville in about a couple hours", Roadie said from the driver's seat.

Beary turned the pages of his scrapbook, showing everyone more pictures he collected.

"What's the story behind this one?" he asked pointing to one.

Everyone took a look at the picture and couldn't help but laugh. In the picture, Vivian was wearing a tight, sleeveless purple dress, standing alone on a stage, holding a microphone. Her fur was thicker and longer, giving the impression of long hair which had been curled. Vivian covered her face, trying to stifle a laugh.

"It was the 70s", she said. "Don't judge me!"

Everyone looked at her amused. She sighed with a smile shaking her head.

"That was what I did before I became a Country Bear. I was a lounge singer at a bar. It was something I did on weekends after my parents kicked me out of the house. It was actually how I met Ted. He came to the bar one night while I was singing. I guess he fell for me on the spot because he actually came up on stage with me and sang with me."

"Ted always was the crooner type", Fred chuckled.

"Well, it worked", Vivian smiled. "I fell for his charms. Anyway, lounge singing wasn't paying the bills, so I got a job working with Henry's construction company and joined the group."

"You certainly made an impact with the boys", Henry said.

"And I never regretted it."

Vivian rubbed her round belly with a smile.