Disclaimer: I forgot to do this on the last one BUT...Thankfully, I don't own the Seventh Heaven characters, plots, or basically anything else involving the words "Seventh" or "Heaven."
Ruthie was not pleased. And when Ruthie wasn't pleased, someone got a beating from their Supreme Overlord.
"Father dearest," Ruthie said in a sugary voice. "Tell me, why did you...ASK ME TO CLEAN MY ROOM?"
Sam and David became distraught at the sound of their sister..er, Supreme Overlord's voice, but kept turning the mill wheel that ground her enemies into a fine, flour-like substance.
Eric trembled pathetically. He didn't like it that his youngest daughter had staged a hostile take-over of the Camden residence. But, you know...Sam and David were pretty cute all dressed up as little donkeys.
"INTO THE MILL WHEEL WITH YOU," thundered the Supreme Overlord. A herd a munchkins Ruthie had hired to do her evil biding picked up the Reverend and threw him into the ever-turning wheel.
This pushed Sam over the edge. Gosh darn it, he HATED always repeating his brother in creepy, child-like, speech-defect ridden sentences that did nothing to further the plot. So, while no one was looking, in went David! Into the mill wheel!
Annie, however, was looking. Her manic-depression had been getting worse ever since those last children. I mean, come on! Seven annoying children who are always making stupid mistakes. It was enough to drive anyone over the edge.
"Oh! Ruthie! Sam pushed David into the wheel!" She said in a tattle-tale voice that would put any five-year-old to shame. "Throw him in the wheel, too!"
"Fine," said Ruthie decisively. "And you shall throw him in." Annie hesitantly grabbed Sam and threw him in. Just then, Ruthie threw a rock at her head. In tumbled Annie and Sam. Ruthie laughed coldly.
"The world is mine," she screeched.
Unfortunately for Ruthie, the rock Ricocheted off Annie's head and hit a lever. The lever was marked "Pull to Destroy the Evil Lair of the Supreme Overlord."
"Boom!" went the lair. "Pop!" Went Ruthie. She was dead.
Ruthie was not pleased. And when Ruthie wasn't pleased, someone got a beating from their Supreme Overlord.
"Father dearest," Ruthie said in a sugary voice. "Tell me, why did you...ASK ME TO CLEAN MY ROOM?"
Sam and David became distraught at the sound of their sister..er, Supreme Overlord's voice, but kept turning the mill wheel that ground her enemies into a fine, flour-like substance.
Eric trembled pathetically. He didn't like it that his youngest daughter had staged a hostile take-over of the Camden residence. But, you know...Sam and David were pretty cute all dressed up as little donkeys.
"INTO THE MILL WHEEL WITH YOU," thundered the Supreme Overlord. A herd a munchkins Ruthie had hired to do her evil biding picked up the Reverend and threw him into the ever-turning wheel.
This pushed Sam over the edge. Gosh darn it, he HATED always repeating his brother in creepy, child-like, speech-defect ridden sentences that did nothing to further the plot. So, while no one was looking, in went David! Into the mill wheel!
Annie, however, was looking. Her manic-depression had been getting worse ever since those last children. I mean, come on! Seven annoying children who are always making stupid mistakes. It was enough to drive anyone over the edge.
"Oh! Ruthie! Sam pushed David into the wheel!" She said in a tattle-tale voice that would put any five-year-old to shame. "Throw him in the wheel, too!"
"Fine," said Ruthie decisively. "And you shall throw him in." Annie hesitantly grabbed Sam and threw him in. Just then, Ruthie threw a rock at her head. In tumbled Annie and Sam. Ruthie laughed coldly.
"The world is mine," she screeched.
Unfortunately for Ruthie, the rock Ricocheted off Annie's head and hit a lever. The lever was marked "Pull to Destroy the Evil Lair of the Supreme Overlord."
"Boom!" went the lair. "Pop!" Went Ruthie. She was dead.