Note: This story takes place on Earth! (Just for fun).

Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own anything TP related!

Jim grabbed a coke from the ice box and plopped himself down on the sofa. Resting his feet on the coffee table, the teenager reflected on the past few days he spent at the beach. Sadly, today was their last full day at the musty old cottage. Right now, it looked like they would have to spend the rest of it inside; it was pouring outside.

"We're back from our outing!" called Delbert. The doctor's voice interrupted Jim's musings.

Hearing the Dopplers come in, Sarah quickly walked out of her room. A romantic western book was clutched in her right hand.

"Find anything interesting?" she asked.

Amelia swept back a wet strand of hair. "The only thing that dilapidated store sold was liquor."

Jim perked up. "Did you, like, buy any?"

Before the captain could reply, Delbert set down a box on the table.

"I know this will not…ahem…be able to compete with alcohol. However, I thought it wise to purchase a board game."

Jim groaned.

Sarah frowned at her son. "Sweetheart, Delbert always has a good taste for fun. Remember when we played "Name That Asteroid" ? That game was educational!"

Delbert beamed. "Why thank you, Sarah."

Jim straightened himself. "I would rather get drunk than play that game again."

Amelia rolled her eyes.

"Anyone up for a little Twister?" Delbert asked, whipping the box around.

"Doc, you have redeemed yourself," Jim announced.

Sarah put a hand over her heart. "It looks…dangerous."

Delbert studied the game's instructions. "Well, to slow it down, we could play classical music while we play."

Amelia grinned ever so slightly. "I do happen to have some classical music Cds in my suitcase."

"What? Playing classical music while we play a game like Twister? That's so gay!" Jim cried.

The captain raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Hawkins. Music, as far as we know, is a nonsexual entity. Therefore, it cannot be---as you so eloquently described it---"gay."

The teen was beaten. "Jeez, if you put it that way. Fine."

Amelia confidently walked away to fetch her music.

Sarah shrugged. "Well, okay. Amelia and I can supervise."

Delbert readjusted his glasses. "Let's start!"

After pushing back the sofa and coffee table, Jim laid out the Twister mat. Off to the side, Sarah and Amelia sat on folding chairs.

"Here's the card," Jim said, handing the spinner to his mom.

Amelia bent over and started the CD player. Beethoven's Fur Elise started to play.

"Start, Mom," Jim called.

"Oh, uh…place your right hand on a red circle," Sarah called.

Jim grinned and followed the instruction.

"Delbert, put your left foot on yellow."

The doctor did so.

Five minutes later, the situation was a tad more intense. Flight of the Bumblebee was in full swing. Jim was on all fours; his arms and legs were stretched to the far sides of the mat.

"This hurts, but in a way…it is not too challenging," Jim griped. He had wanted to be in a more complicated knot. To make matters worse, Delbert was right behind him in a semi-crouch.

"Hmm…Delbert, put your right hand on red," called Sarah. Next to her, Amelia flicked through a newspaper.

"Ohh…this means that I will get to…um…hump---that is…lean over you," the doctor said. A faint shade of red crossed Delbert's face.

Jim gulped. "Uhh…Mom…"

Sarah crossed her arms. "Jim, all you have been doing is complaining about this game. Be a sport today."

Amelia put down the newspaper. "Perhaps Mr., Hawkins is correct. This does look a bit risqué."

Jim's mom looked indecisive. "But they look like little doggies. Besides, it is just a game."

The young captain massaged the bridge of her nose.

"Yeah, Mom. I agree with the Captain." Jim got up. "This is getting to be kind of…uh…"

"Let it suffice to say that we could assign many adjectives to the position," Amelia muttered.

Delbert cocked his head. "Oh, my good heavens! Yes, this is indeed an awkward game!"

Jim quickly got up. "Mom, never tell my friends that we played this game."

Sarah shrugged. "I thought it was rather cute."

"MOM!"

Delbert started to fold the mat. "Don't worry, Jim. I won't tell a soul," he assured the teen.

Jim grabbed his coke. "Good."

"I won't say a word. However, if that photo you took of us at the beach gets circulated, I will take action," Amelia stated.

Sarah looked at her son. "What photo?"

Jim paused. "Well…"

Delbert polished his glasses. "It was quite a…steamy…oops, I mean…it was a striking shot of the two of us."

Amelia grimaced and ran a finger across her throat. Delbert immediately stopped in his tracks.

"Well," Sarah started, "we can certainly settle this on the car ride home."

Amelia, Delbert, and Jim just stared at her.

"Whatever, Mom!" Jim laughed. Delbert and Amelia stared to grin as well.

Sarah threw her hands in the air. "What a vacation!"

Well, this is the LAST chapter for this story. Luckily, my school work has really showed down. My college applications and SATs are finished! Yay! SO…I can start a new story really soon. I have the basic plot ready to go. So, look for a new story before too long…maybe the first chapter will be uploaded before Christmas. Until then, have a great holiday and a merry Christmas!