Disclaimer: I don't own 7th Heaven.
The BIG One
Several hours later, all occupants of the house were standing in formation in the living room. The Colonel paced back and forth between the ranks, "Now, the entire house shines. Except for one room, this room. And I plan on having it shine by six o' clock tonight, at which time the pizza shall arrive. Then, and only then, may we all relax."
"That's only an hour and a half from now," Ruthie announced, after doing the quick math in her head.
"Yeah, we can't possibly be done by then," Lucy complained.
"Especially not with Kylie," added Simon. His daughter started crying to emphasize his point.
"We will be done by six p.m. tonight," the Colonel declared. "There are twelve of us. I'm sure we can manage. The babies, all four of them, shall be put to bed within ten minutes. After that time, Matt, Sarah, Mary, Carlos, Simon, and Cecilia will report back to this room. Now, scram."
Matt, Mary, Simon, and their families made fast with the 'scramming', leaving the Colonel behind with the rest of his prey.
The Colonel continued, "In the meantime, the six of us will start cleaning. As I said before, we will be done by six p.m. tonight." He blew his whistle.
Ruthie screamed.
"Let's get going," the Colonel ordered. "Oh, and, Ruthie," he added, "Don't even think about cancelling the pizza order again tonight."
Ruthie smiled sheepishly. It seemed the Colonel was catching on to all of her pranks.