With Mike...
Mike idly opened his eyes as he sat upward. Both Stella and Becky were pacing his room as he woke up. He glanced around eerily and inquired, "Well, hashaa, and what do you need?"
"It's snowing!" Stella exclaimed. "Snowing, snowing, snowing...we'll go on a sleigh ride tonight!!"
"No, I'll go on a sleigh ride with him!" Becky fussed.
"No, I will!" Stella retorted.
"No, you won't!"
"Yes, I will!"
"No, you won't!"
"Yes, I will!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"MAY I HELP YOU?!" Mike shouted.
Stella and Becky stood in attention toward Mike. "No, Mikey," Becky whispered.
"Uh, actually, you can. If you will tell her to leave the Bad Hams Place forever, that'd be great," Stella remarked.
Mike rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Actually, you two can help me."
"Anything!" Becky rejoined.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Mike shouted as he threw his pillow at them.
Stella and Becky glanced at each other and walked out the door. Mike slammed the door behind them, and, when the door shut, he leaned back against it and sighed. "What is wrong with them?" he asked himself as he wiped the sweat from his forhead.
There was a soft knock on the door. Mike sighed and opened it. Outside the door was Roger with his blue hat and mittens on, and he seemed rather excited.
"Yes, Roger?" Mike answered.
"Eet's snowing outside...," Roger responded.
Mike nodded and thought for a minute. He smiled and remarked, "So, you're going outside, aren't you?"
"`Oui, Mike," he replied.
Mike tilted his head back and said, "So, that's what those two were quarreling about, right?"
Roger nodded and whispered, "So, shall I wait for you, go away for a while, or just go on outside?"
"You can go on out if you want...," Mike mumbled.
"`Oui," Roger responded as he strode away.
Mike closed the door and smiled. He had waited for a while for another white Christmas. Mike glanced around and then thought about Stella and Becky and how they always fought. He wondered why they always quarreled...
Mike thought for another minute. Wait a second..., he thought, what about Roger? Doesn't he like...oh, no...I know what he's been doing...
Mike knew now what Roger was doing with Stella. He apparently liked her, he already knew...but what about Becky? It always seemed she was fond of him...
"Okay, I'm confusing myself...," Mike mumbled as he shook his head.
Mike idly opened his eyes as he sat upward. Both Stella and Becky were pacing his room as he woke up. He glanced around eerily and inquired, "Well, hashaa, and what do you need?"
"It's snowing!" Stella exclaimed. "Snowing, snowing, snowing...we'll go on a sleigh ride tonight!!"
"No, I'll go on a sleigh ride with him!" Becky fussed.
"No, I will!" Stella retorted.
"No, you won't!"
"Yes, I will!"
"No, you won't!"
"Yes, I will!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"MAY I HELP YOU?!" Mike shouted.
Stella and Becky stood in attention toward Mike. "No, Mikey," Becky whispered.
"Uh, actually, you can. If you will tell her to leave the Bad Hams Place forever, that'd be great," Stella remarked.
Mike rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Actually, you two can help me."
"Anything!" Becky rejoined.
"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Mike shouted as he threw his pillow at them.
Stella and Becky glanced at each other and walked out the door. Mike slammed the door behind them, and, when the door shut, he leaned back against it and sighed. "What is wrong with them?" he asked himself as he wiped the sweat from his forhead.
There was a soft knock on the door. Mike sighed and opened it. Outside the door was Roger with his blue hat and mittens on, and he seemed rather excited.
"Yes, Roger?" Mike answered.
"Eet's snowing outside...," Roger responded.
Mike nodded and thought for a minute. He smiled and remarked, "So, you're going outside, aren't you?"
"`Oui, Mike," he replied.
Mike tilted his head back and said, "So, that's what those two were quarreling about, right?"
Roger nodded and whispered, "So, shall I wait for you, go away for a while, or just go on outside?"
"You can go on out if you want...," Mike mumbled.
"`Oui," Roger responded as he strode away.
Mike closed the door and smiled. He had waited for a while for another white Christmas. Mike glanced around and then thought about Stella and Becky and how they always fought. He wondered why they always quarreled...
Mike thought for another minute. Wait a second..., he thought, what about Roger? Doesn't he like...oh, no...I know what he's been doing...
Mike knew now what Roger was doing with Stella. He apparently liked her, he already knew...but what about Becky? It always seemed she was fond of him...
"Okay, I'm confusing myself...," Mike mumbled as he shook his head.