Playtime

"THIS IS THE TUNNEL PURPLE BOMBER! DIVE! DIVE!" Polly cackled as he flew around wildly with Lockheed behind him.

"Will you two knock it off!" Scott shouted as the animals flew wildly around the house. "I don't believe it! Polly's a terrible influence on Lockheed!"

"Girls come on!" Jean shouted. "Help me find your brothers!"

"What?" Scott asked.

"Somehow they got away from me!" Jean explained. "I can't find them anywhere!"

"Oh great now where did they run off to?" Scott moaned. He heard a crash. "Never mind! I think I found them!"

They ran down the hall and saw the babies sitting next to a broken vase. Both started crying when they saw them. "Oh!" Jean sighed as she picked them up. "There, there it's okay. Don't cry. Don't cry!"

But they kept crying. "They won't stop!" Jean cried.

"They're probably just messing with your heads," Daria told her.

"What do we do?" Scott asked. "They've been crying nearly non stop all day!"

"WAK! DIVE! DIVE!" Polly flew by nearly colliding with Scott's head. Scott barely managed to turn in time to avoid Lockheed colliding with him.

"Polly!" Scott snapped. "Lockheed watch it! This mansion is turning into an insane asylum!"

"Maybe we should try playing with them?" Jean suggested. Then she heard something else break. "Oh no…"

"Where are your sisters?" Scott asked Daria, dreading the answer.

"They decided to help out by shampooing the living room rug," Daria said.

"WHAT?" Scott yelled. "Jean watch the babies! I gotta deal with this!" He ran off.

"Great!" Jean groaned. Then she sniffed the air. "Oh no! The babies need to be changed again! We just changed you ten minutes ago! Daria…" She saw Daria was gone and the babies were still screaming. "I hate babysitting."

"Okay you little maniacs," Scott rounded the corner into the living room. "What….AGGGGH!" He was now knee deep in bubbles.

"Hi Scott!" Quinn waved happily. She was sitting on a huge thing that looked like a vacuum cleaner. The thing was spewing bubbles and foam at an alarming rate.

"We're cleaning and making the place nice and tidy!" Brittany cheered as she threw the bubbles around.

"This place is a mess!" Scott shouted. "I don't know what that thing is but you girls…"

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Polly screamed as he and Lockheed flew around Scott's head. Causing him to fall down on his behind into the suds.

"Dog pile!" Brittany cheered as she jumped on top of Scott. Quinn laughed as she did so as well.

"Will you two get off of me?" Scott moaned as he tried to get up. He finally managed to do so with the girls clinging to him. "Just clean this up! I'm gonna go get those two animals under control!"

He managed to disentangle the girls and left the room, trying to wipe off the suds. Daria looked at him. "I think Polly's overdue for his medication," She said.

"No kidding," Scott grumbled. "You have any extra for Lockheed?"

"Probably," Daria grinned. She then jumped up and hugged Scott. "I like you! You're cute!"

"Oh man…" Scott moaned. He went in search of the animals with Daria hugging him.

* Scott get here and help me now! * Jean sent a telepathic scream at him.

"JEAN!" Scott shouted as he ran towards to her. "What's wrong?"

"They won't stop crying!" She wailed. "I changed them and tried to get them to settle down but they won't stop crying and I don't know what to do!"

"Did you try the stuff on the list?" Scott asked.

"Oh gee Scott why didn't I think of that?" Jean said sarcastically. "Of course I tried I've been doing it all day!"

"Hey you don't have to yell at me!" Scott shouted back.

"I'll yell all I want! They've been screaming at me all day! Why shouldn't I get to scream too?"

"Well don't scream at me! This day hasn't exactly been a picnic for me either you know!"

"Oh yeah I'm so sure! You're not the one who's been doing diaper duty all day!"

"Hey I changed them!"

"Yeah once! Out of how many times! Six! That mean's I had to do it five times! Five!"

"Well what do you want from me? I'm not good at it!"

"Oh and I suppose I'm some kind of expert? I wonder why? Because I'm a girl?"

"I didn't say that!"

"Well that's what it sounded like to me!"

"Yeah well at least those two aren't destroying the place like those three maniacs! Do you have any idea how many times I was nearly attacked!"

"Oh cry me a river!"

"Look who's talking!"

"You are so immature Scott Summers!"

"Oh and you are?"

"Nice comeback! Go jump in a lake!"

"You go jump in a lake!"

"Uh I'm pretty sure that you guys screaming at each other is only making things worse," Daria told them. "Why don't you try using your telepathy in figuring out what they want?"

They both stood there and looked at her. "Oh…Scott settled down. "That's not a bad idea."

"I don't know why I didn't think of this in the first place," Jean said. Then her lips pressed together. Then her eyes flashed in anger.

"So what's wrong with them?" Scott asked.

"They're bored!" Jean snapped. "They're only doing this to mess with our heads!"

"I told you," Daria said.

"Now cut that out!" Jean snapped. "I can read your minds you know! I can't believe you'd do something like this!"

Claudius looked at her. Jean could read his thoughts. * Well what do you expect? We can't do very much else you know! *

*Yeah what else are we gonna do for entertainment? Play video games? We don't exactly have the motor skills for that yet! * Barney thought.

"Look I don't have the energy for this," Jean sighed. "Now you two behave yourselves! Do you have any idea how worried we were when you cry like that?"

* You know, you're not nearly as fun as Toddy! * Claudius thought.

* Play with us! * Barney wailed.

"Oh," Jean sighed as they started crying again. "Now I've upset them for real!"

"So what do we do now?" Scott asked.

"You can play their favorite song," Daria suggested she handed them a tape.

"Anything's worth a try," Scott said. He put the tape in a nearby tape player and pushed play. The babies stopped crying and started to giggle. "It worked!"

"Yeah but it does have one drawback," Daria said.

"What?" Scott asked.

Three hours later…

"Eeeehhheeeeh! EEEEH! The Martian Hop!" The song blared loudly as the babies bounced around.

"No more!" Scott begged. "I can't take it any more! Please shut off that stupid song! It's driving me crazy!"

*That's the bestest reason of all why we love this song! * Little Claudius thought.

"Oh god…" Jean groaned.

"What? What are they thinking?" Scott asked.

"Trust me Scott, you don't want to know," Jean sighed. "Whoever said babies were innocent was obviously not a telepath!"