The next day, Blythe was sitting in her living room, trying to sort out a list of which pet would be bunking with their "owner."

She was bringing Youngmee, Ms. Twombly, and her dad and was writing in a notebook to sort the pets out.

"Alright, now let's see here..." she thought.

"I could convince Youngmee to bring the Sweet Delight Pets with her, including Nutmeg Dash. I'm sure her Aunt Christe wouldn't mind."

"That leaves Dad and Ms. T. Hmmm. Let's see..."

A thought bubble appeared in her head, displaying Vinnie dancing with a confident look.

"Vinnie is chaotic, loud, bombastic, a little dim, and most of all, proud of it. Well, most of it, anyway. I think he would be great with Dad."

The bubble displayed Vinnie tripping over his tail and falling straight into Roger's arms. Blythe laughed as the bubble popped and wrote Vinnie's name under Roger's.

"Yep, that'll be fine. Maybe I should pair Vinnie with Minka, too."

Another thought bubble appeared. Minka was swinging on a branch, throwing cans full of paint on canvases to create her new art pieces.

"Yeah! Yeah, this could work! Minka's hyper, quirky, and fast-actioned. Dad's just like that, only with less hair..."

The thought bubble then displays Minka throwing a can of paint toward Roger. Suddenly, he starts screeching like a monkey and leaps up onto a tree branch, beating on his chest like a gorilla. Blythe shakes her head to pop the bubble.

"Man, I hope we don't get banned for this..." Blythe mentally hoped. She looks at her list and writes Minka's name under Roger's. "Alright, let's get back on track. Minka and Vinnie are gonna be with Dad and will hopefully not embarrass me or get us kicked out. *Sighs* And that's what I'm goin' with. Now for Mrs. T. Hmmm..."

A thought Bubble appeared, with Miss Twombly polishing a doorknob.

Mrs. Twombly was kind, understanding, and intelligent, but she was also packed with quirkiness, like her dad. Especially with doorknobs. Still, she was kind and tending to animals, a good fit for any pet owner.

The bubble transitioned to Twombly in a room with a seemingly endless amount of doorknobs, each one listed alphabetically.

Blythe gave it some consideration. "Maybe Penny Ling would be a good fit. She's kind, sensitive, and helpful..."

A thought bubble appears over her head, displaying Penny Ling hugging a bamboo tree tightly.

"But, she's also prone to mood swings and is a little timid."

The bamboo cracks apart, and Penny Ling starts to tear up before her eyes explode in a geyser of tears that fill up the bubble until she is completely submerged. The bubble popped as Blythe focused back on her inner monologue.

"Then again, Mrs. T's a good tender, if a little oblivious. She would bounce off of Penny well." She wrote Penny Ling under Mrs. Twombly's name. "All right, Penny Ling, it is. Now for the second pet..." Blythe continued.

Maybe Sunil?

"He's a little timid but pleasant... for the most part."

The real problem is his magic act. Whenever he tried to use his magic for something, he usually caused something to explode...

A thought bubble appeared over her head, showing Sunil waving his wand over a plastic cup.

When he flicked the wand, the cup started to float upwards for a few seconds... then it exploded, covering his face and fur in soot.

The bubble popped. Blythe mentally prayed there was a class to practice magic at the hotel or some good magic movies as she added Sunil to Mrs. T's room.

Because if Sunil started performing, he could POTENTIALLY BLOW UP THE WHOLE HOTEL AND GET THEM ALL KICKED OUT AND MAYBE OUT OF EVERY OTHER-!

She threw her notebook to the coffee table and started hyperventilating for a moment before catching her breath. "OK!Calm yourself down. I'm overreacting a little here. The pets know how to behave in a nice hotel. Calm down."

Blythe takes a breath and sighs, calming down. "All right, that leaves me with Russell, Zoe, and Pepper. That shouldn't be too bad. Zoe's a peach and a singer, Russell's super tidy and organized, and Pepper's... Pepper, but she's nice once you get to know her. I know it's gonna work out between the three of them."

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Later, Blythe was in the Sweet Delights Shop, talking with Youngmee.

"Wow! A week's vacation at the best five-star resort in Florida? Definitely!" Youngmee enthusiastically answered. "And bringing Buttercream, Sugar Sprinkles, and Nutmeg Dash with me sounds fun!"

Blythe clamped her right hand on her left arm, "Wow, I'm surprised how well you're taking my plan." she sheepishly admitted.

"Hey, I'm your bestie. It's a pre-requisite." Youngmee causally replied. "So, did you ask your dad and Mrs. Twombly?"

"Actually, you're the first on my list," Blythe admitted. "I wanted to run this through you before I went to Dad and Mrs. T."

"Well, it sounds good to me, so I think you'll get 'em onboard," Youngmee answered.

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At the Biskit Mansion, Francois loaded a half-ton of girls' clothing and makeup into his limousine with his master's gear.

Brittany and Whittany were watching and harassing him as Brittany and Whittany stroked their chinchillas, Cashmere and Velvet.

"Do you mind, like, hurrying up, Francois?! We're supposed to be on vacation already!" Brittany yelled.

"Yeah, speed it up, Francois! Why can't you be like that butler from the movie with the Bat-guy in it?!" Whittany yelled. "He would've got this done... "Snaps her fingers* ...like that!"

"I'm going as fast as I can, ladies!" Francois hastily replied. "Although I may get done much quicker when I don't have to hear the peanut gallery."

Fisher walked outside, having overheard the commotion. "Girls, don't you think you should check that you're well prepared before going on this trip? I'm not expecting Francois to prep everything."

"Uh, of course, we did, Daddy. We got all of the essentials packed!" Whittany began.

"Yeah. 2,359 new lines of makeup fresh off the market, 43 backup phones, 800 changes of clothes for us and the chinchillas, 24 spare laptops..." Brittany listed.

"And most of all, the best pet beds in the world! Just for, like, our two favorite beauties." Whittany finished.

The twins stroked their pets, and they chirped in delight. Fisher felt a small smile creep through his lips.

"Well, I'm glad you have all the bases covered," Fisher replied. "But do try to behave yourselves. This is a very successful resort."

"Uh, Daddy? The only way to behave at a resort is to be cool and popular." Brittany said.

"And you don't always fit the profile, Daddy." Brittany sassed.

Fisher rolled his eyes.

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Meanwhile, back at Littlest Pet Shop, Blythe was sitting with Mrs. Twombly and her father, Roger, explaining her plan.

"And that way, all the pets can come with us on vacation. It's foolproof! What do you think?" Blythe asked.

Roger was impressed. "Wow, Blythe. You've really put a lot of thought into this."

"I know. It wouldn't be fair for everyone to miss an opportunity to have the best vacation ever. Especially with everything they've helped us with over the past year." Blythe added.

"Well, it is a good plan, and with how they play and act, I'd say you've covered all the bases, dearie." Mrs. Twombly calmly assured. "If you're sure about this, I'll take on Penny and Sunil for you."

"I agree." Roger joined. "I'll take in Minka and Vinnie."

"Oh, thank you, guys!" Blythe said as she pulled them into a hug. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!"

Fueled by her love and appreciation, Blythe's hug suddenly reached anaconda levels of force.

"Sweetie, your hug... Oh..." Roger grunted.

"I don't think she's listening, dear..." Mrs. Twombly gasped.

In the Day Camp, Zoe was listening to their conversation.

"They agreed! We're going to Florida!"

The pets cheered and whooped as they watched Blythe release her dad and Mrs. T from her hug.