p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Gear can ya set the table please?" Dinah asked Gear. "Ok mom." Gear then started to set the forks and knifes out on the table at each place mat. Meanwhile, Tank was excitedly talking about how fast he was going to go the next day. "Woah there buddy, ya can't just except to start racing fast just startin' out. Ya gotta start slow first." Greaseball laughed at how excited his son was. "But dad..." Tank complained. "I wanna be a champion racer like you." Tank pouted a bit. Greaseball smiled, even though he lost his championship title 7 years ago it was still nice to hear once in a while./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Dinner is ready!" Dinah called while setting the food on the table. Greaseball looked down at the sleeping Lube in his arms and shrugged. He got up still holding him and rolled to the table with Tank close behind. When Dinah saw Lube peacefully sleeping she gushed. "Aww pass him here~" Greaseball carefully passed Lube to Dinah and he snuggled in his mothers arms. "Can we eat now?" Tank complained. He was the biggest out of the triplets and ate a lot like his father. "Tank that's not polite, you need to say please." Gear said to his brother. Tank turned to him and gave him a threatening look. "Don't. Tell. Me. What. To. Do!" He then turned back to his mother with his head down and asked. "Can we please eat now mom?" Dinah nodded impressed bybr /Gear's knowledge in proper table manners at such a young age./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As they ate, Lube was still sleeping. "Come on Di, ya gotta put the boy down, yer spoilin' him." Greaseball said as he noticed Dinah hadn't put down the little diesel who now was awake and was being slowly feed by Dinah. "I ain't! He's just a bit tired S'all." She feed him another meatball. Greaseball shook his head and looked back down at his food./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""So are ya boys ready for tomorrow?" Dinah asked excitedly. "I am! I'm gonna be a racer like dad!" Tank beamed. "Of course ya will." Greaseball proudly said. He was happy that one of his children was interested in racing. "I'm excited too momma~" Lube sleepily looked up at his mother before snuggling back in her arms. "Whatam I gonna do mom?" Gear asked. He didn't have any particular interest in racing or cooking and often felt left out. "Well you can uhh... go with your dad and Tank if ya..." "No, no I'll stay with you and Lube." Gear said hastily and got a dirty look from Tank. "Why don't ya wanna go with me huh?" Tank kicked Gear from underneath the table. "Ow! Stop it Tank! It's not that I don't wanna go with ya but...Ow! Stop!" Tank kicked himagain. "Boys stop that right now!" Dinah raised her voice. "But Gear doesn't wanna hang out with me." Tank pouted. "That's cuz yer always hurting me!" Gear yelled back at Tank. Greaseball inhaled sharply, very tired of hearing his children fight. "Here's what's going to happen guys." He started. "Both of y'all are gonna finish eating then yer gonna wash the dishes then yer gonna go to bed and stop fight."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Then he turned to Dinah. "Gear can spend half the day with me and half the day with you, is that good with you?" Dinah nodded. "I can ask Pearl and Rusty to pick him up from the track on their way over." Upon hearing that Pearl and Rusty were coming over Lube's eyes shot open. "W-ill Pixel be coming over too?" He asked suddenly very awake. "Yes she will be." Dinah giggled knowing that her son had a crush on the little periwinkle engine. Then Lube whispered. "Can we make oatmeal raisin cookies? She told me she likes them." Dinah laughed and said. "I think we can do that~"/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""Dinner is ready!" Dinah called while setting the food on the table. Greaseball looked down at the sleeping Lube in his arms and shrugged. He got up still holding him and rolled to the table with Tank close behind. When Dinah saw Lube peacefully sleeping she gushed. "Aww pass him here~" Greaseball carefully passed Lube to Dinah and he snuggled in his mothers arms. "Can we eat now?" Tank complained. He was the biggest out of the triplets and ate a lot like his father. "Tank that's not polite, you need to say please." Gear said to his brother. Tank turned to him and gave him a threatening look. "Don't. Tell. Me. What. To. Do!" He then turned back to his mother with his head down and asked. "Can we please eat now mom?" Dinah nodded impressed bybr /Gear's knowledge in proper table manners at such a young age./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As they ate, Lube was still sleeping. "Come on Di, ya gotta put the boy down, yer spoilin' him." Greaseball said as he noticed Dinah hadn't put down the little diesel who now was awake and was being slowly feed by Dinah. "I ain't! He's just a bit tired S'all." She feed him another meatball. Greaseball shook his head and looked back down at his food./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;""So are ya boys ready for tomorrow?" Dinah asked excitedly. "I am! I'm gonna be a racer like dad!" Tank beamed. "Of course ya will." Greaseball proudly said. He was happy that one of his children was interested in racing. "I'm excited too momma~" Lube sleepily looked up at his mother before snuggling back in her arms. "Whatam I gonna do mom?" Gear asked. He didn't have any particular interest in racing or cooking and often felt left out. "Well you can uhh... go with your dad and Tank if ya..." "No, no I'll stay with you and Lube." Gear said hastily and got a dirty look from Tank. "Why don't ya wanna go with me huh?" Tank kicked Gear from underneath the table. "Ow! Stop it Tank! It's not that I don't wanna go with ya but...Ow! Stop!" Tank kicked himagain. "Boys stop that right now!" Dinah raised her voice. "But Gear doesn't wanna hang out with me." Tank pouted. "That's cuz yer always hurting me!" Gear yelled back at Tank. Greaseball inhaled sharply, very tired of hearing his children fight. "Here's what's going to happen guys." He started. "Both of y'all are gonna finish eating then yer gonna wash the dishes then yer gonna go to bed and stop fight."/p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 13.23px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Then he turned to Dinah. "Gear can spend half the day with me and half the day with you, is that good with you?" Dinah nodded. "I can ask Pearl and Rusty to pick him up from the track on their way over." Upon hearing that Pearl and Rusty were coming over Lube's eyes shot open. "W-ill Pixel be coming over too?" He asked suddenly very awake. "Yes she will be." Dinah giggled knowing that her son had a crush on the little periwinkle engine. Then Lube whispered. "Can we make oatmeal raisin cookies? She told me she likes them." Dinah laughed and said. "I think we can do that~"/p