"Ah. Kitty's cooking strikes again," Lance sighed.
"Even my stomach can't handle anything she cooks," Freddy noted.
"Yeah, and- he- once- ate- a- whole- vat- of- chili- cheese- chips," Pietro added. That- I- added- laxatives- to, he added silently.
"Wahll, Ah reckon if'n anyone knows woodwork, ya'll should shaddup 'bout it, 'cause Kitty's on tha loose, askin' if'n anyone c'n help 'er make a wooden kitten statue," Sam said, feeling somewhat tired. "Any a' y'all got spare clothes? Ah don't feel much lahke stayin' here lookin' lahke Ah've been mauled."
"I could run you up some PJ's," Pietro said, sizing Sam up critically. "Do you like bunnies or froggies?"
"Solids. NO PRINTS," Sam demanded.
A few minutes later, Sam held an armful of Smurf-blue PJ's. They chivvied him bathroomwards and he came out looking like a shorthaired Smurfette.
Tabby choked back a snicker and suggested he throw those away and sleep in his underwear.
Toad chortled and offered Sam his old overalls; they were paint-covered, slime-stained and shrunken.
Freddy hooted and proffered a shirt Toad had bought for him, which was about ten sizes too small.
Lance just guffawed.
Sam half-considered making stink bombs to revenge himself upon them. Then he remembered Rahne.
"Uh, where's th' phone?" Sam inquired. "Ah gotta call Rahne so's she won't worry 'bout meh."
"I think I'd better call for you," Lance said pragmatically. "Kitty might pick up and find out where you are."
"Good idea," Tabby agreed. "And you might even get a date out of it."
Fortunately, Rahne was the one who answered. Lance managed to stop her from yelling for Kitty automatically when she heard his voice and explained where Sam was. Then he passed the phone to Sam. Their conversation went something like this.
"Babe?"
"Sam! It is ye!"
"Yeh. Anyway, ya'd better tell th' Prof where Ah am."
"I ken, he's probably worried 'bout ye. Still, I cain't b'lieve Kitty'd wanna take up woodwork."
"Ah know! Somethang musta gone wrong in 'er head."
And so it went on, until Freddy wrestled Sam off the phone (they couldn't afford that big a phone bill).