The next morning...

Mary Simons arrived in front of her house. She was wearing a red T-shirt with a brown jacket, a blue jean and black shoes. Mary silently opened the door and walked on her tiptoes, avoiding waking everyone. She actually wanted to slide into her bedroom without being noticed. But as she passed next to the kitchen... Someone shot some water on her back.

Shocked but amused, she smiled and turned around. She hopefully saw a small feminine figure fleeing her, carrying a water gun. Mary found one on her feet, loaded, and took it to use it against the intruder.

" You wanna fight ?! Let's fight. " She whispered to herself.

Then she silently walked to the living room and searched everywhere for anyone armed with a water gun... But she found no one. Suddenly, she received more water on her back. She turned around but only saw the girl's back fleeing to the kitchen.

She ran inside and took time to eat some cake left on the table... Until a spray of water went right next to her left ear and touched the wall. She spinned around and shot behind. Her shot touched the girl's chest who decided to run away again. Mary headed to the stairs and found her target, cleaning her dress from the water received. She was sitting on the stairs; Mary hid behind a wall and waited for her next move.

Clara decided to get up and walk to the kitchen with her gun... until her mother rolled her arms around her waist and lifted her to the air before shooting to her face.

" Stop Mom ! You're getting water on my clothes ! "

Mary put Clara down to the floor and continued playing with her... until Harry came up to water the two girls with a bucket of water.

Both ended up fully wet everywhere on their body.

" HARRY ! Look what you've done ! " Mary shouted while bursting out laughing.

" Technically, you started it by leading a water battle... I just wanted to join in. "

" You jerk. " Mary insulted her husband before shooting his face with the water gun. " Clara ! Help me clean up everything ! "

An hour later...

The family was eating the lunch in the dining room : a plate of pastas with ketchup and cheese. Mary suddenly got up from the table and hugged the two persons she loved.

" Clara ! Your father and I prepared a last surprise for your birthday ! "

" Really ?! What is it ? A new Barbie doll for my collection ?! "

" Nope. "

" A mobile phone. "

" You're 4... No ! "

" A dildo... "

" Hey ! Who told you about that ?! "

" Some boys at the creche. "

" I told you, Mary. I don't like her friends from the creche... "

" Anyway, the surprise we planned... is... a full night at the amusement park Be Crazy. "

" REALLY ?! YAY ! THANK YOU ! You are the best parents I ever had ! " Clara got up and hugged tightly her parents with her two arms.

" You know, sweetheart... " Harry spoke again. " You have the possibility to invite whoever you want. "

" I know : we can invite Uncle Gary ! "

" Well... Actually Uncle Gary is visiting a good friend of his. " Mary explained.

" Oh well... There's still Jack. "

" Who ? "

" A guy I like... " Clara suddenly began to blush while playing with the edge of her dress.

" Oh... I know : we will use the amusement park to get you your first kiss. "

" You know, Mary... "

" Yes ? "

" You really have a bad influence on your own daughter. " He noted, laughing.

" Damn right ! "

Meanwhile...

Alex Richardson happily returned home. He entered by the front door and headed to the kitchen, where he would usually meet his aunt. But arrived there, he got the surprise to see Gary Thatcher cooking with his aunt. The man was kneading a pasta into an iron bowl.

" Aunty... What's this... " He asked, pointing Gary.

" Good morning, Alex. Your friend Gary came and kindly asked me to allow him to help. Why that reaction ? Is that really your friend ? "

" Yeah... Yes, in a way he's my friend... " That answer made Thatcher smile. " But I never expected him, of all my friends, to come here. "

" Honey... You've got not many friends. It's a good thing that gentleman came to us... Meanwhile I will set the table. We're gonna eat a cake ! Gary, dont miss the cake ! "

" I promise. " As soon as she got out of the kitchen, Alex walked to Gary and interrogated him.

" How did you find me ? "

" I'm a hacker, you forgot already ? Anyway, if you wanna know, I only came as a gesture of courtesy. I mean no harm. "

" You sure well do. "

" Do you mind helping me for the cake ? "

" You handle it pretty well... I'll let you continue. I will... check on aunty. "

" Fine. Leave it to me. As soon as you taste my cake, you'll be JEALOUS ASAP... "

After eating the cake...

Everyone was sitting in the dining room. Gary hadn't touched the cake yet, waiting for his hosts' opinions. Both tasted the cake with a lot of hope in their mind. But after a dozen of seconds, the old lady quickly puked on the floor.

" That... That is shit ! " Alex honestly and rudely commented. " What did you put in this cake ?! " As he asked the question, the aunt ran at full speed into the toilet before locking the door.

" I-I don't understand... I followed the recipe to make a basic cake. "

" But why did your " basic cake " failed ?! "

" Wait... Oh shit. When I was mixing the pasta, I saw a bottle of... of... Motrin... "

" Motrin... That's my pills ! "

" Then I also saw pills for strawberry aroma. I thought I could add some savor in the cake. So I took a box. As I received a call from Clara. She told me they made a huge mess at the house... "

" The cake ! "

" Right... So basically... I took the wrong box, took out the pills, smashed them into dusts and... put it in the pasta... "

" So... Because of you... Me and your aunt ate the cake full of Motrin... and now she's doing a commission number 3 ! "

" And what about you ? You ate it too. "

" Thanks to my physical condition, I decide when I poo, whenever I want it. "

" Lucky fella. Unless... I have that ability too... " Without warning Alex, Thatcher took out a fork and took a bite of the cake.

" Gary, don't... " Alex tried to warn him, careless and not moving at all. Consequence : Gary got stomachache, puked on the floor and ran to the toilet. But the door was locked. So he decided to run to the bathroom.

" Why are you running in the bathroom... Don't you dare ! " Alex chased him.

Meanwhile...

Dylan Burns was sitting onto a stranger's Lamborghini. While he was savoring a burger, his teammates were arresting the driver, a hispanic man wearing a sleeveless T-shirt.

" You are under arrest for driving your car while being drugged. " One of the cops yelled.

" I wasn't drugged. "

" Shut up ! I know how to recognize a drugged man. Plus, explain to me the coke found in your backseats. "

" I-I-I can explain... " Without wasting time, the police brings him into the van. One of them went to see Dylan, who just finished eating.

" We could have used some help. " He retorqued.

" But you are the best at what you do ! I didn't want to embarrass myself beside you. " Dylan objected while building a lie.

" Shut up. Next time, help and leave the burgers for later ! Now get out of my sight ! " The cop entered inside the van which left the crime scene. Meanwhile Burns finally got up from the car - which was brought out by a tow truck working for the police - and returned to his car.

He decided to drive to the nearest bar. After a while, he was sitting in front of the bar, slowly sipping some of his scotch. He was watching a bunch of men disguised as cowboys dancing into country music. Everyone, except Burns, was excited about the ambience. The dirty cop prefered to sit silently.

Then, as he silently cursed the bar, an unknown woman sat next to him. She was stunning, with blonde short hairs, blue eyes and red lips and wearing a short black dress with high heels. Dylan took some real sneaky peeks on the woman and stared mostly at her breast. As she looked at his direction, he pretended to watch the show.

" Boring, isn't it ? " The woman suddenly commented, adressing to Burns.

" Yep. "

" I, too, think it's lame. My boyfriend brought me here. " Burns felt his heart breaking into pieces.

" Where is he ? He is dancing with them ?! " He tried to joke.

" He ditched me... for a latina. "

" The fuck ?! What happened ?! "

" We were talking then he told me he had something real important to tell me. Then that bitch came, kissed him in front of me and both left. That dipshit ! If I get my hands on him... "

" Control your anger. He ain't worth it. I personally think you're gorgeous. Even if I never saw that bambina. "

" She is one of those best latina models. "

" Ah damn. I see the genre... but you're still better than them. They're just toys used by society to ruin our eyes... and dicks... hahaha... "

" And you ? What's your kind ? "

" My kind of women ? Gorgeous women that hate to show themselves off. Those women who aren't looking for a relationship but for... an one-night fun... "

" And... Am I that kind of woman ? " She asked seductively.

" Maybe... If you want it... By the way, I never introduced myself. I'm Dylan. "

" Darcy. " Both shook hands.

" And you... What do you think about me ? "

" You're a playboy... I like it. "

" Was your boyfriend a playboy ? "

" A playboy. But all he did was show off his money and get as many women as possible... at the same time. I disagree. "

" Not the arabs. "

" That was racist. "

" Sorry. "

" That's okay. " She was drinking a glass of vodka.

" By the way... Do you do yoga ? "

" Yes. "

" Really ? "

" Yeah ! I'm a yoga teacher at New Jersey. "

" Cool. So you're a tourist ? "

" Yes... For today. "

" Do you mind if... if... you learn to me some of your yoga moves, please ? "

" Yoga moves ? "

" Yeah. I'm very interested about keeping my body healthy and swift. "

" Alright... We're gonna need a room. "

" Why ? "

" Don't want anyone to bother my yoga lesson... "

A few minutes later...

Dylan Burns tackled Darcy against the wall of the room before they made out. They exchanged their tongues into each other's mouth. Then after that, Burns took off her dress by the zipper to the back and let her into her underwear. While he took off his suit, Darcy took off her underwear and found herself naked.

Both were naked; so the man lifted the woman while kissing her then made her sit on the drawer before pushing the penis into the vagina. Then he proceeded by fucking the woman hard, making both of them scream and yell swears. Darcy rolled her arms around his neck and leaned her head backward.

The next morning...

Darcy and Dylan were sleeping into their bed, naked and hidden under their blanket. Both were sleeping on one side of the bed. Dylan heard suddenly his phone ring; meanwhile Darcy quietly got up and went to take a shower, without wearing a towel.

" Yep ?... " He asked, answering to the phone.

" Hey Dyl, how are you doing ?! " He recognized Gary's voice.

" Gary... Shut up. I got headache. "

" Drunk alcohol ? "

" Yeah. And caught a lady in the bed. "

" Not again. Why ain't I surprised ?! Do you know how infuriating it is to know perfectly what you're doing... "

" Anyway. Spill the beans... "

" Talking about beans... Do you have some pills to heal diarrhea ? "

" Two millions dollars ! " Dylan reminded Gary of his money.

" But I can't just... " Gary didn't finish his sentence that Dylan cut the call short before tossing the phone away.