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A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I'm trying to start up my other Full House fanfic too. Please review!

When the van reached the Katsopolis' new house, everything was unloaded quickly. Jesse went around to the back of the van and opened the trunk to retrieve the few boxes there, and he seemingly forgot to close it. Michelle threw off the blanket, first peeking around to make sure no one was around. She jumped out of the trunk and saw that Jesse was directing which boxes went where, while Rebecca was leading the twins inside. There was no way she could get in!

Just then, Michelle spotted an empty cardboard box lying in the driveway. She quickly ran out and dragged it back behind the van. It was big enough for her to fit! But then, Michelle stopped. Wait, she thought, do I really want to be thrown and tossed around in a box? Then she got another idea. She took out a permanent marking, whispering to herself, "I knew this would come in handy." Michelle uncapped the marker and, in her neatest handwriting, printed the word "Frajal." The movers would take extra care of a "frajal" box, wouldn't they?

Michelle climbed into the box, but then she realized there would be no way to tape it up. She shrugged and decided to take the risk.

"We all set?" one mover asked. He checked the driveway for more boxes, then spotted one behind the van. "Oh, here's one." He noticed it said "Frajal," which he guessed meant "fragile." He shifted the boxes into his arms carefully, grunting at the heavy weight. "This box is as heavy as a person," he muttered brusquely as he continued the arduous walk up the driveway.

"Has anyone seen Michelle?" Danny asked, back at the Tanner household. "I wanted to take her to the park with Comet."

Stephanie nodded. "Last time I saw her, she was in our room. I'll go get her." She sprinted up the stairs.

"Michelle?" Stephanie called, opening the door. "Are you in there?" She looked around. No one was there. But she did see a note on her pillow:

Stephanie,

Could you tell Dad that I'm sleeping over at Elizabeth's house? She wanted to apologize for telling me to jump the log. She thinks it's partly her fault that I lost my memory for a bit. Anyway, sorry I didn't tell anyone, but Dad would have been mad. Elizabeth's mom came and picked me u. Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow.

Love,

Michelle

Stephanie's eyes widened. "Dad!" she shouted. "Can you come in here? Hurry!"

Danny ran into the girls' bedroom. "What's wrong?" he asked worriedly.

Stephanie handed him the note. "Michelle's gone."

When Michelle finally sensed that nobody was even near the living room, she popped out like a jack-in-the-box and quietly snuck into the bathroom, where she pulled the bathtub curtain aside and jumped in, closing it as she situated herself in the tub.

Sitting here, Michelle realized, would be pointless. She wanted to make a surprise entrance to Jesse and ask if she could move in. But she had to think fast; her alibi only lasted till tomorrow morning, when "Elizabeth's mother" would "drop her off."

Back at the Tanners' house, the whole family was in the kitchen, talking about Michelle.

Danny felt a mixture of anger and anxiety. "She didn't even leave a phone number! She didn't even tell me!" he shouted, his face red with fury. "What if she's hurt?"

"Dad," Stephanie said calmly, "she's safe with Elizabeth. We'll just try to find their phone number, and if that doesn't work, we can wait till tomorrow morning, when Elizabeth's mom drops her off. Calm down."

Danny took several deep breaths. He willed his racing pulse to slow down and said, "I've got to go for my tuxedo fitting, but after that, I'm going to find out her phone number." He paused. "It's going to be hard, thought, since I don't even know Elizabeth's last name."

"Finally!" Rebecca cried. She flopped back on their new bed, arms spread open. "We're done moving." She sat back up and sighed. "Now all we have to do is unpack everything. That should take a while."

"It's going to be a long time," Jesse agreed. "Why don't you go take the boys for a bath?" He pulled her up and gave her a long,slowkiss.

"Okay." Rebecca went to gather up the twins. "Nicky! Alex!" she called. The boys were soon running to their mother. "Time for your bath."

"No!" Nicky protested. "I don't like baths." Alex complained.

"Well," Rebecca said, "that's too bad." She took hold of each of their hands and led them into the bathroom. "Now, let's turn on the water."

Rebecca opened the bathtub curtain. Then she screamed.