Oh, God!
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Fabrizo stormed down the stairs, screaming like a madman. Rose fainted when he burst into the living room; Jack closed his eyes and wished he were somewhere else, anywhere else. Cal took no notice, as Rose had fallen into his lap.
Ruth, calmly continued drinking her tea. Fabrizo aimed the Super Soaker at her. Jack snapped back to reality. "Fabri, what are you doing?" he asked gently.
Fabrizo whirled around. "Rescuing you," he answered. Jack nodded slowly. "I see. Rescuing us from what, exactly?" Fabrizo opened his mouth to reply.
"Uh, guys?" Jack and Fabrizo turned to Cal. Rose lay draped across his lap. "Just WHY is Rose in you lap?" Cal smirked . "She fainted and fell to for comfort."
The vein in Jack's neck popped out slightly. This was getting to be too much. "Can I use the gun?" Fabrizo said excitedly. "No."
"Why not?" 'Because, it is not a good idea." Fabrizo stomped off to the kitchen.
"Jack?" Rose stirred. Cal grunted. "I knew it wouldn't last." He swiftly handed Rose to Jack and left the room. Jack gently held Rose close. This would have been a great moment-if Ruth's eyes weren't boring into his back like drills. Sighing he followed his housemates into the ktichen.
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Later that night.
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They sat down to dinner, all was usual. Well, almost usual. Rose was in Jack's lap and Cal had cooked, and Fabrizo ha lurked around the kitchen like a minion of some sort.
Cal had recently went on a German culture kick, so they were having bratwursts and potatoes.
Ruth entered the kitchen last, her hawk-like eyes staring at them all. No one was spared.
They had barely begun eating when a very insistent knock on the front door cause them all to look up from the food. "Oh, God what now?" Rose muttered.