"The Messy Revenge" (Debbie answers her cell phone, seeing Thornberry on the screen.) Debbie: Hello, Debbie Thornberry freezing to death here. Marianne (excited): Debbie, thank God you're ok, is your sister with you? Debbie: Yeah, she's right behind me. Marianne: Right behind you? Ok, whatever as long you as your okay. Are you two feeling ok? Debbie: I'm fine, but Eliza has been having some nausea, but she'll been ok for the long haul. Marianne: Well ok, as your ok. Anyways, me and your father are holding up well, or as well as people could be in when their whole house got flipped up side down. Debbie (shocked): Upside down, you mean the convee is completely upside down. Marianne: That about sums it up, anyways, it may be a while before we can find so just say and stay awake till we can find you. Debbie: And how long will that be? Marianne (annoyed and sarcastic): Get Comfortable! It may take Triple-A a while to come to the middle of nowhere. Debbie: Fine. I'll see you ..... whenever. (Hang up and she's Eliza sleeping.) Debbie: As much as I wouldn't like to take a picture of us sleeping, it would be the last one. (Flicks Eliza in the head.) Wake Up! Eliza (annoyed): Ouch. Why you do that for? Debbie: If you fall asleep, you may not make up. Besides don't you wanna hear what I was gonna to say about me not being a saint? Eliza: You're constant complaining and bad disposition gives that away. Debbie: Funny. You're decent when you're half awake & groggy from a bump on the head. Eliza: Why thank you. Debbie: Anyway, when my jealousy went to drive me crazy, I knew I had a choice: I could go to a corner and cry or take some sort of action. Eliza: I can only assume you action. Debbie: Don't you know it. Anyway, but I did mines on opportunity. Eliza: Opportunity? Debbie: Yeah we go back to age you were in question. Eliza (sarcastic): Go on Sherlock. Debbie: Anyway, I saw you where sleeping and wanted to see something funny. Eliza: Oh let me guess, the old hands in warm water Debbie: Wow, aren't we talkative, a minute ago you couldn't hold your head up. But who's telling the story here. (clears throat) Anyway, I wanted to somewhat get back at mom and dad for not paying me any attention. So while you re sleep, I took your diaper. Eliza: Eww, were you a perve? Why you do that? Debbie: You gotta look at the big picture. See were wearing a dress so mom nor dad won't know you didn't have yours on. Anyway, when you woke up and when dad picked you up. Eliza: Oh I get it. Debbie: wait let me finish. Anyway, when dad pick you up, you had same usually smile, but then 5 minutes later, your cheeks when dark red and let just say you had a mudslide on dad's favorite shirt. Eliza (shocked): God, dad must have hated me for dad. Debbie: You would think that, but you know how complicated dad is. He just thought you where in phase where you took your clothes off. Anyway, when dad saw me laughing and their fore I got... Eliza: Grounded. Debbie: What did I tell you about interrupting? No I got beat. Really, really hard. I couldn't sleep on my back for awhile. Eliza: Dad, he beat you. Debbie: Uggg. Not that kinda beat, he spanked me. He spanked you too. Mom told me, that if they broke us with physical pain while we were young, we wouldn't turn out when we got older. Eliza: Yeah, that really worked. Debbie: I know. (Both of them laugh.) Eliza: You if we actually sat down, and talk to each other; you probably like this roaming life style of ours. Or at least bare it. Debbie: Well you're not too bad your self, but I really wish we could be back in our own domestic life style. Eliza: We'll we don't have to agree on every thing. Debbie: You know if we just stay here, were more likely to freeze. Eliza: So what are you suggesting? Debbie: We get up and actually find mom and dad, so we can stop freezing and get out of Antarctica. Eliza: I'm still little bit wobbly. Debbie (suggestive): If you walk it off, we can go place warmer and with space for you to explore. Eliza: Ok, help me up. (Eliza and Debbie put their coats on the right way and then turned north, they walked less then a mile to find the convee, right side up with the inflated balloon on top.) Debbie: Now how did.. It was just.. how did they, let's go inside. (They both go in to see their parents flat on their backs.) Debbie & Eliza: Mom, Dad! Eliza: Are you alright? Nigel: We're fine. Apparently, Donnie trigger one our emergencies buttons and with us being back down it flipped us side up. Eliza: So everything is ok. Marianne: Well this place a wreck inside, our shock are all but lost but 1st thing in the morning, we're shipping out of Antarctica and asking the foundation for a place with warm weather. We'll deal with everything when we get into warmer weather. Debbie: Fine by me. (When the Thornberry's left Antarctica, their new location was to the Caribbean's, which after the disaster was this trip, they took a long well deserve vacation. And for Debbie and Eliza, They learned to make to make do until they come into their own.) The End Authors Note: Hey, I'm the therealgrill. Hey I'm sorry if this wasn't my best work, but hey the best is yet to come. In my next story, we'll have a return of Sloan and Bree brake out of jail and with the help of a dark shaman turns Eliza back to a helpless 2 year old, alone only with a diaper bag and Darwin for her care taker. Oh oh. Will Darwin have t change Eliza? And is Eliza as helpless as she seems? Why 2 years old? And what will Sloan and Bree do when they find Eliza? This comedy-drama fan-fiction is gonna be awesome with a capital AWE, baby. If you see any errors please, email me, you know where.