I'm so happy so many of you liked the first chapter of the second part.
Thank you to the reviewers of chapter twenty one: Female Fantasy Freak, Energy witch, Frostbite, Marisol777, BILLCIPHER ELOOFLSKHU, Guest, Berrybanana05, Bakugannerd52, and CornChip.
While we were given a brief glimpse at some of the dimensions during Ford's travels in Journal 3, it's only a small account of the thirty year journey. Therefore, I've made up a few dimensions both in Bonded, and here. Another mention of one of the dimensions are in this chapter. And since it was mentioned that Ford is an outlaw in some of those dimensions, that will also be touched on in this chapter.
Everyone hurried out of the kitchen and into Stan's office. The twins exchanged glances. Bill put his hand on Ford's arm. The gnomes poked their heads around the humans' legs.
Stan straightened out the antler of the taxidermy jackelope hanging on the wall then stepped back. The door swiveled displaying the cameras for the gift shop and for the main indoor exhibit in addition to the attached VCR. Fiddleford, Susan, and the gnomes were the only ones surprised.
Stan smiled wide. "I know the law better than anyone," he boasted. "We got footage of her breakin' and enterin' and its jail time for that nosy hussy."
Bill grinned. Ford nodded and the twins hoped there was clear evidence of the woman on tape.
The conman slid his fingers into the slot of the VCR and his eyes widened. He let out a swear and lowered his eyes to the hole to find it void of any VHS tapes.
Stan groaned and turned to the lot, his fists clenched.
"Dammit, Soos, you idiot! I thought I told you to replace the tapes!" Stan yelled.
There was a collective gasp, the loudest being from Soos himself. The handyman replayed his memory and his mouth fell open when he was on his way to complete the task when he got distracted by the twins running down the attic stairs with their beach bags in hand. Soos then offered to carry their luggage out to the RV and the previous task discarded from his mind.
"Oh, no Mr. Pines, I forgot," Soos exclaimed with his hands gripping at his hat. He hung his head. "I'm so sorry."
"Hey, it's okay," Dipper said and patted Soos on the back.
"Yeah, accidents happen," Susan added.
"No, it ain't okay!" roared Stan. He curled his fingers and let out a howl of frustration. "I ask you to do one thing." Stan moved in on a trembling Soos. "Now we've lost any proof of her being here and maybe even finding out what she was nosing about for in the first place!"
Soos looked up at Stan with his lip quivering and the white of his eyes turned a slight red as the bottom lids slowly filled with water.
"Stanley, calm down, it's a mistake..." Susan began.
"A mistake that may have cost us who knows what!" Stan yelled, swiping his arm across the air. He moved in on Susan. "So I suggest you keep your mouth shut on things that ain't your concern!"
Susan stared wide eyed at her fiance. She glanced over at Mabel then back at the floor.
"Grunkle Stan, don't yell at her," said Mabel.
"Yeah, it's not her fault," added Dipper.
"You two go to bed," Stan ordered.
There was a long moment of silence. Susan turned and headed to the kitchen where her purse had been stored on the coat rack.
"I agree," Ford said stepping closer with Bill in tow. "It's been a long day."
The twins stared up at Ford whose face showed the seriousness behind his words. They glanced back at Stan then walked towards the stairs. The siblings stopped on the staircase to watch Susan bid the Pines brothers a final happy birthday and goodbye before fleeing the shack.
Mabel's heart sunk. She looked up at her brother whose face still displayed utter shock in what just happened. He turned his gaze ahead and began his ascencion to the attic bedroom with Mabel close behind.
Back in the office Stan kicked the copier machine that sparked and hissed. He then turned to the others who watched him except for Soos who was on the brink of tears. Fiddleford finally stepped further into the office.
"If ya like, I can fixxa cammers to fit on a dig'tal format that resets ev'ry week unless you stop it," the engineer offered.
"That would be good," Stan replied.
Fiddleford nodded and walked towards the cameras.
"Tomorrow, Fiddleford," Stan said grasping at his forehead. "It's late."
"I agree, let's all get a good sleep and regroup in the morning," Ford seconded.
"That includes you, Stanford," Fiddleford said wagging his finger at his old partner.
"The Mystery Shack's closed tomorrow," Stan announced. "I want a full sweep of everything. All inventory will be taken. If she took anything, or went anywhere she wasn't supposed to, I wanna know." Stan stared at his employee who still couldn't meet his eye. "Soos," he called. The mentioned looked up obviously trying to keep from crying in front of his boss. "Be here early, we got a lot of work to do."
Soos nodded. He slipped into the living room where his grandma had gone for a rest. The old woman slept soundly in the recliner with her head tilted to the side. Soos gently shook her until she woke. She smiled at her grandson which slowly faded when she saw his face twitch and his eyes glistening.
"Miho, lo que está mal?" Abuelita asked.
"It's nothing, Grandma," Soos answered and helped the elderly woman to her feet.
On the way out Abuelita stopped to offer her blessing to the Pines brothers. The twins were curteous enough to accept, although Soos couldn't bring himself to look at Stan. The two made their way out of the shack.
"I'm going to bed," Stan announced and walked in the direction of his room leaving Ford, Bill, and Fiddleford just outside the open office.
"I'll be back to work onna cammers tomorrow," Fiddleford said. He stopped as he grasped the door handle and turned back to face his old friend. "Don't stay up all night." The door closed behind him.
"You heard what he said," Bill said not looking at his boyfriend.
Ford walked over to the vending machine. He entered the code and let the door slide open enough. How he wished they had kept the screws in until they returned from their beach trip. Ford examined the hinges and the doorway, as far as he could tell no one forced their way inside.
Bill leaned against the door jamb. Ford stood up and stared at the door with his hands on his hips.
"I'm going to double check everything in the lab just to be sure," Ford said.
He grabbed the lantern and descended the stairs with Bill behind him.
"Fiddleford said she's interested in this lab and I fear the worst if she finds it," Ford admitted.
Bill nodded. A part of him smiled as he wondered what if Avery hid somewhere in the shack and waited in the shadows for the moment the two of them revealed the entrance to the laboratory. He shivered at his own imagination and then pictured himself setting her ablaze.
The Mystery Shack stayed closed for the following two days. Stan had the twins as well as Soos and Wendy scour every inch of the house for any evidence of Avery's visit. Meanwhile Ford and Bill checked for any clues that she had been in the basement.
They questioned the gnomes, who testified to seeing her in the giftshop, the exhibit room, and the kitchen, but anywhere else they couldn't be sure. The news satisfied Ford for a moment until Bill mentioned the second entrance. He and Ford examined the hole beneath the shack that led to the basement (Ford underneath the house, and Bill levitating from the inside).
From what Ford could tell there was no evidence on Avery having stumbled upon the entrance. If she had, Ford concluded she had done an excellent job of hiding her tracks. Plus the gnomes confirmed they never saw her examine the outside of the shack. However they hadn't been around for the entirety of her visit and couldn't be sure. Jeff and Steve were the only ones who had lingered and admitted to seeing her leave empty handed, although there was the possibility that something had been stored inside her purse.
For the moment Ford accepted the likely theory that Avery had not found the second entry and ordered Bill to close it up. As soon as Ford crawled out from under the shack Bill used his magic to form bricks out of the large rocks lying close by. The bricks firmly blocked out any trespassers, but would be easy enough for him to obliterate should another emergency arrive.
At the end of the second day search the four adults and Wendy regrouped with presuming that nothing had been taken. A few minutes later they were joined by the twins who finished searching their room. Nothing seemed amiss from their belongings either.
Fiddleford emerged from the office to grab Stan and show him the latest installment to the surveillance cameras. The group all cooed at the larger screens in addition to a third that showed the outside like the one in the lab, along with three disc recorders (one for each camera). In the middle of the three monitors sat a miniature computer with a five inch wide and three inch tall screen. Fiddleford explained that at the end of a seven day period the option for saving would pop up on the computer. In that moment if Stan so wished he could replace the discs, or erase all the data on the previous ones and start over.
Stan smiled as he looked upon the new gadgets. The reusable discs would save him money without the glitching that came with continuous recording over the VHS tapes.
After every inch of the shack had been searched the group congregated in the living room. Dipper and Wendy shared the recliner. The two of them had decided on a TV airing of Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest. Mabel leaned against the base of the chair; she found the plot enjoyable, but mainly watched because she adored three of the attractive lead actors. Bill laid on the carpet on his stomach and elbows with his hands supporting his head.
All glanced over as Soos sauntered into the room. He picked up a chair from the folding table on the other side of the room and sat it in next to the recliner. He sat down not making eye contact with the others.
"That's what you should go as for Summerween," Mabel said to Bill. "I can help you make your costume."
"I'll think about it," Bill said as he had considered going in his cat costume again. So many of the townspeople had fallen in love with the adorableness of his costume last year and he planned to earn twice as much candy his second round.
"What about you?" Dipper asked Wendy.
The redhead shrugged. "Thompson is throwing a party at his place," she said. "I might go."
"Sounds fun," Dipper said, shifting in the chair in hopes that she would ask him to join.
"How about you, Soos?" Mabel asked the other person in the room.
The handyman glanced up from the television he hadn't really paid much attention to.
"I-uh...sure," Soos said.
"Are you okay?" Dipper asked.
Soos faked a smile. "I'll be fine, little dude."
Ford walked into the living room to be greeted by five pairs of eyes. He glanced over at the TV to watch a few minutes of an action scene on the ship.
"I was kidnapped by pirates once," Ford said. "In Dimension 103 I think it was." He scratched at his chin. "The captain let me live when he realized how useful I could be with advancing their weapons as well as navigation."
"Whoa! Mr. Pines, you were a pirate?" Wendy asked.
Dipper's face lit up with the hopes of another story time. Everyone back home never could fathom how his great-uncle could be possibly the coolest person in existance.
"A pirate's accomplice is more like it," Ford answered. "However, that offense is considered just as serious a crime." He folded his hands behind his back. "Therefore I must never show my face in that dimension again unless I want it blown off with guns my teachings of chemistry and physics helped improve."
A collective silence filled the room.
Bill grinned. He turned to Mabel and said, "I think I will take your suggestion."
The night of Summerween arrived, all were happy the holiday took place on a Saturday. The recently carved jack-o-melons sat out on the porches. Just as the sunset everyone in town readied for a mix of innocent and spooky fun.
Mabel was the first to emerge from her room fully dressed in a pink princess gown. She spun in a circle before Stan who made a comment about bright colors causing him nausea. She laughed then looked over his choice for reprising his vampire costume once more. The conman wondered just how many kids would show up at the Mystery Shack based on the scares he had given last Summerween and Halloween alike.
They heard a second step of footsteps descending the stairs and looked upon Dipper who dressed as Captain America with the shield made out of an old aluminum platter the pizza restaurant in town tossed out.
"Oh, someone looks handsome," Mabel said and poked her brother on the cheek.
"Tryin' to impress someone?" Stan asked as he laughed and pointed at the padded muscles on the costume.
Dipper blushed. "It's-it's-it's part of the costume," he said while rubbing the back of his head.
For the first time in his life Dipper felt grateful that Bill walked into the room as both of his relatives' attention switched to him. Mabel squealed at the sight of Bill in her handmade coat and shirt. The leather pants he had found at a thrift store two days prior. Soos had come across the pirate tricorn hat with a large red feather in the storage room during their search.
Bill fiddled with the white ruffled cravat until Mabel ordered him to kneel down where she fastened it for him. She gave him a look over and then two thumbs up.
"Grunkle Ford's gonna hit the floor when he sees you," the female twin boasted.
Stan stroked his chin. "Hmm...it's missin' somethin'," he mused. He then snapped his fingers and retreated to his office. A few seconds later the conman returned with a black eyepatch in hand. Bill removed the hat while Stan secured the eyepatch over Bill's right eye and then snatched the hat and placed it atop the smaller man's head. "Perfect."
Bill walked over to the full length mirror and smiled at his reflection. Mabel had done a stellar job with the two garments she constructed.
All heads turned as they heard a knock on the door. Stan removed his dentures and inserted the plastic fangs into his mouth. He grinned at the twins who shared a chuckle then opened the door to reveal Soos dressed as a character from Fight Fighters.
"Oh, hey, Soos," Stan greeted and moved aside.
Soos nodded then moved on inside. Stan watched the man who had barely said a word to him over the past few days entered. Even worse he hadn't been his usual cheerful self when interacting with the customers or his colleagues.
Stan sighed and stepped up behind Soos. The handyman looked over his shoulder and nearly cried out when Stan grasped his shoulder.
"Look, Soos, about the other night," Stan said. He pinched the bridge of his nose. "I mighta said some things outta anger." He waved his hand. "Things-things I didn't mean."
Soos opened his mouth to reply, then promptly shut it.
Stan cleared his throat and stepped back. "Maybe I shoulda double checked the tapes before leavin'," he added.
"I'm really sorry, Mr. Pines," Soos said. He folded his hands and lowered his head. "I wish I could go back in time and fix it."
"It's too late now," Stan said waving dismissively. "Besides she didn't take nothin', so we're good for now."
"And McGucket's invention should keep that from happening again," Dipper added.
The door to the lab opened and all looked to see Ford emerge and everyone gasped at the sight of him in his pirate costume. His pants and waistcoat were constructed of brown leather and three sets of buckled belts surrounded his legs. Around his waist were two more brown belts with large buckles and two sets of silver chains that connected from the front of the belt to the back, with the metal links draped over the side of his thighs. Three thin short horizontal chains dipped on the front of his vest. He wore a cream shirt with a matching cravat. Instead of a stereotypical pirate hat he wore a tall top hat with chains and a set of goggles attached.
Bill grinned and moved in on his boyfriend inspecting every inch of the outfit. Ford sighed at the hungry look in his lover's eyes.
"Leather, chains, and buckles, it's a good look for ya, Sixer," Bill said. He pushed against Ford's back and snaked his hands around his neck, clasping them in front of Ford's chest. Bill pressed his lips against Ford's ear and his hot breath whispered, "This is the best treat of the night."
Ford pushed Bill from him a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance on his face.
"Get a hold of yourself, Bill, this is how the pirates dressed in Dimension 103," Ford explained. He stared down at the leather gauntlet on his right arm combined with two more thin chains. "I was surprised to find something similar in the costume shop." He looked up at the others. "Although it's called steampunk in this dimension."
Bill crossed his arms and grinned. "I might need to check out Dimension 103 at some point."
Ford rolled his eyes then stepped towards the door. The rest of the party grabbed their candy collecting buckets and followed close behind. Soos drove them into town where they met up with Candy and Grenda. Grenda sported her same witch costume from the previous year and Candy was dressed as Snow White. Mabel commented on how cute her long hair went with the costume.
With smiles everyone save Ford ran up the stairs to the first house. They received their candy and thanked the host, grateful to be enjoying the holiday instead of worrying about the Trickster.
They repeated the routine for the first ten houses. Eventually the group stopped in front of the small house that belonged to Lazy Susan.
"Maybe we should skip this one," Mabel said to the others.
"Are ya kiddin'? she always gives out king sized candy bars," Grenda argued.
"As long as you're in a costume," added Soos.
Dipper and Mabel looked at each other and nervously shrugged. The twins followed behind the other two girls with Bill in back of them. Candy rang the doorbell. Lazy Susan opened the door dressed as a bag of catnip. She greeted the two in front then noticed Bill and the twins in back.
"Happy Summerween," Susan said with an awkward smile.
The twins returned her grin with a nervous one of their own. As always Susan rewarded the trick-or-treaters with king sized chocolate bars that made them smile. Mabel bent down to pet Mr. Cat Face. The feline purred as it bumped her knuckles with his head.
Donald darted out of the door and into Bill's arms. The demon brought the cat to his face where he snuggled up against his neck and purred. Susan clapped her hands and ran inside to grab a disposable camera. She aimed the camera at Bill who smiled with the content cat still in his arms.
"Susan, I hope you're not still mad at Grunkle Stan," Mabel said and handed Mr. Cat Face back to his owner. The kitty jumped on Susan's shoulder. "He said you won't return his calls."
Susan sighed. She gripped the candy bowl in her arms. "If he wants to apologize he can do it in person," she said.
"Good luck," Bill muttered under his breath.
Mabel elbowed him in the ribs causing him to drop his hold on Donald. The cat landed gracefully on his feet then rushed back inside the house.
"Look, Mr. Pines was just in a bad mood that night," Soos explained. "He...he didn't mean what he said."
"I'll wait to hear those words from his mouth," Susan replied. She glanced over at the three kids making their way up her lawn. "Now I have others to attend to."
The twins looked at each other and let out defeated sighs. Soos led the group down the stairs. Bill glanced over his shoulder at the woman as he made his way down the steps. The largest kid bumped into him as they passed on the stairs without an apology.
The six met with Ford who stood at the edge of Lazy Susan's property. He noticed the tension between the group, but decided not to ask. Bill stood next to Ford as they walked.
Mabel said to Dipper, "Grunkle Stan may have really messed up this time."
When Dipper questioned she revealed what Susan had said to her at the bridal shop. She felt awful betraying Susan's confidence, but trusted her brother to offer help, or at least advice.
"Your brother made a big mistake," Bill said with a grin.
Ford lifted a brow. "Explain," he demanded.
"Oh, you'll know soon," Bill replied with a snicker.
Ford pursed his lips, but didn't probe any further. He glanced over his shoulder in the direction of Susan's house and figured whatever Bill referenced and the reason his niece and nephew whispered had something to do with her. Of course it wasn't the first time Stan did or said something stupid to damage a relationship.
The group approached the next house. Everyone's mouths curved into smiles at the sight of the place decorated for the holiday. Rubber bats hung from the ceiling. A fog machine sat in the corner of the steps hidden by one of the many plastic tombstones that lined the walkway. On either side of the large porch sat three hay bales with jack-o-melons atop. To the left sat a slumped scarecrow.
The teenagers ran up the stairs and Mabel reached the door first. As she extended her arm to ring the doorbell the scarecrow sprung to life and roared causing the four to scream. Candy fell causing the other three to plummet with her. The scarecrow hopped down from the hay bale and towered over the shuddering four.
From two steps below the blue flames engulfed Bill's hands. Soos snatched a muddy shovel from the right side of the porch. Ford dashed up the stairs and aimed the laser gun at the assailant.
The scarecrow looked up and held out his hands while begging for them to stop. High on adrenaline Grenda threw a punch at the straw creature.
"Guys, hold up, it's just me!" the scarecrow yelled from shock at the weapons pointed at him and the sudden explosion of pain in his cheek. The scarecrow ripped the mask off to show the frightened face of Nate. "It was just a joke," he wheezed.
The three men let out held breaths and one by one lowered their weapons. The laser gun was inserted into Ford's holster and the flames vanished from Bill's hands. Soos threw the shovel back where he found it.
"That's what you get for scaring us," Grenda bellowed.
They heard cackling from the roof and the body of a younger teen fell backwards causing everyone except Nate and Ford to scream.
"Looks like the joker got joked," Torrance teased from where he leaned backwards from a railing on the porch's overhang. The girls stared up to where he held on to the bar by his knees. His silver fringe dangled exposing his forehead, the black cape of his costume also victim to gravity.
Torrance then noticed the three girls staring up at him with gaping mouths. With a grin he flipped down and landed on his feet.
"Good evening, ladies," he said and took Mabel by the hand. Dipper cringed when Nate's cousin brought her gloved knuckles to his lips for a gentle kiss. Mabel's face turned as pink as her gown and her smile widened. He then turned to Candy and greeted her in a similar manner making her blush and giggle. He also bowed before Grenda.
The three thirteen-year-olds squealed and whispered among themselves while Soos helped Dipper to his feet. Bill watched the suave teenager through narrowed eyes that dared him to get too close to Mabel. A few feet behind him Ford watched with the same thoughts.
As they headed back to the street Dipper stepped in between Mabel and Torrance. The other boy smirked at Mabel's twin and reached for the girl only for Dipper to again push himself in between the two.
"You may want to keep off my sister," Dipper said to Torrance. He glanced back at Bill and Ford. "Our uncles won't like you being too friendly with Mabel."
Torrance looked over his shoulder to see both Ford and Bill staring him down. Torrance smiled at the two men then looked back at Dipper.
"Whatever you say," Torrance said then locked arms with Candy. The raven-haired girl shrieked in delight and walked with her eyes glued to the boy in the vampire costume.
Dipper took a glimpse over his shoulder to see Ford give him an approving nod. Dipper offered his great-uncle a thumbs up then looked ahead, with his nose in the air.
Mabel glanced over to her left to see Candy holding onto Torrance. She burned with rage and pushed her brother out of the way to stand on the other side of the boy. Mabel immediately began conversation with Torrance that included a lot of smiling and blinking. Candy caught on to her attempts and tightened her hold on Torrance's arm.
With a fake laugh Mabel put her arm around Torrance's right one. She pushed her finger against his cheek causing the silver-haired boy to smile. He then caught Dipper's glare and yanked his arm free from Mabel's grasp and instead placed the right hand atop of Candy's who held onto his left arm.
Mabel stopped while the rest of the thirteen-year-olds moved on. It was only when Bill bumped into her she crossed her arms and stomped her feet to catch up with them. Candy looked over at her seething best friend for a moment and considered letting go of Torrance. However one look into those red-brown eyes and she found herself cuddling against his side and he put an arm around her back.
At that moment all sound ceased to exist and every color meshed into red. She kept her glare on the oblivious Candy while screaming in her head how someone she trusted could betray her so quickly.
The teenagers and Soos briskly walked down to the next house while Ford moved at a more leisurely pace with his hands against his hips. The author started when Bill grabbed Ford's right arm with both of his. He leaned his head against Ford's shoulder.
"You havin' fun, Sixer?" Bill asked.
"I'm only chaperoning you so you don't get everyone in trouble," Ford replied while looking straight ahead.
"And what makes you think that?" Bill questioned, releasing his hold on Ford's arm.
"Frankly, we can't go anywhere without some kind of monster or disaster following," Ford answered.
"And you think that's my fault?" Bill asked with his hand against his chest.
"I didn't say that," Ford argued.
"But you're thinking it," Bill retorted and tapped the side of Ford's head.
"You don't have access to my thoughts anymore," Ford responded with a smug grin.
Bill crossed his arms, stuck out his tongue at Ford, then pouted. Ford walked ahead, ignoring his boyfriend's antics.
Two beautiful women: one dressed as a sexy bunny and the other as a French maid stopped and stared at the men. Bill found neither one appealing and judging by the look on Ford's face, neither did he.
"Hey there, handsome, we're goin' to this party on Pecan Avenue," the bunny said in a smoker's voice and patted Ford on the shoulder.
The French maid stroked Bill's side. He had to bite his lip to keep from laughing when her fingers rubbed a tickle spot.
"No thanks, ladies, we have our own party to attend," Bill said.
"Maybe we can join you instead," the French maid said in a squeaky voice, not noticing the disinterest on the two men's faces.
The woman dressed as a bunny groped Ford's butt. He grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her back. The woman gasped and shouted obscenities at the man. The other woman took hold of her wrist and pulled her away from Ford.
"I don't understand," the bunny hissed at the maid.
"Hey, you dudes, okay?" Soos asked as he ran to catch up with the two in their party who had somehow ended up a good ways behind them. The teenagers stopped at a cul-de-sac which would hold their attention long enough for Soos to collect the other two.
Soos stared at the two women dressed in mini skirts that somehow matched their costumes. The two broke away from Bill and Ford and surrounded Soos.
"Aren't you handsome," the bunny said and took Soos' left hand.
"I agree," the maid added and grasped Soos' right hand. "That costume suits you, honey."
Soos laughed. "You two are funny," he said.
"You coming, Soos?" Bill asked as he and Ford walked away.
"Coming, dudes," Soos called. He pulled himself away. "Look, ladies, I have a girlfriend and..."
The two women stood in front of him with grins.
"Surely that won't matter," the maid said as she moved in.
"You're getting too close," said Soos.
"Is that really so bad?" the bunny asked.
"But Melody, she..." Soos trailed off as the women laughed.
"Melody?" the bunny asked. "Who's Melody?"
"I...I don't know a Melody," Soos said with a simple smile on his face. The women each grabbed one of Soos' hands and walked in line with him.
Ford and Bill both looked when Soos rejoined them with the women by his side.
"Soos, what are you doing?" Ford asked.
Soos blinked and suddenly remembered where he was and that he had a girlfriend in another part of the state. He apologized to the women, let go of them, and frantically ran. He caught up with the other two men who waited for him. Bill gave the strangers a fierce glare until Ford called his name. The women watched the three men hurry farther away.
The bunny put a hand on the maid's shoulder. "Wait," she whispered to her partner and both grinned.
The three men met up with the teenagers who had finished trick-or-treating at the four houses on the cul-de-sac. Dipper asked where they had gone and the adults assured them it was nothing. Dipper pursed his lips, but chose not to inquire any further.
In that moment of distraction the two women crept up behind them. The maid put her hand over Soos' eyes and whispered that they should find a more secluded area. The sound of her voice put him in a trance and without the other's notice Soos was dragged away.
The woman in the bunny costume watched the rest of the party disappear out of view. She motioned to her partner who dragged Soos away while she slipped off in the other direction for one more wishing that Bill and Ford hadn't been immune to their charm.
Oh dear. What will happen to Soos? What about Mabel and Candy's friendship? Or Stan and Susan? Such drama!