Fern had come back to the hospital late at night, and she managed to steal a nurse's outfit, "This is going to be awesome."
When she got home, Fern went into the bathroom and changed into it, in her eyes she looked sexy.
"Ok, I will be the nurse and you will be the patient."
Fern was walking in and she was strutting her stuff, "I am Nurse Fern," she giggled.
Sue Ellen went to the bathroom to put on her costume, a Jedi Knight robe, she walked out while Fern's jaw dropped in horror this wasn't what she had in mind... "And I am Sue Ellen Jedi Knight; where is Darth Sidious?"
Fern sighed this already degraded into something stupid, "Looks like we already jumped the shark in the role play category…"
Sue Ellen sighed, "I guess we ran out of spots… It was fun while it lasted…" she was scratching her body, "This thing is itchy as well and I am hot, is it made out of burlap or something?"
Fern took off her friends robe and she pushed Sue Ellen onto the bed, "Ok, I am Nurse Walter's we need to operate on Sue Ellen, with 100 CCs of love."
Fern jumped onto the bed laughing and they kissed.
Sue Ellen was a bit worried, "When will your parents return?"
"Two days?' Fern asked, "You think we should go to a nudist beach?"
Sue Ellen was shocked, "No! Dirty old men go there! My parents would freak if we went to one."
"Prunella's mother goes to them…" Fern replied, "She told me that she had seen Arthur's mom, secretly go to one, she has went to them since Arthur was in the fouth grade..."
Sue Ellen was surprised, "Really, that probably explains a lot..." But was put back on topic as she was now annoyed, "We aren't going, what if someone we knew saw us there?"
"How about we visit Buster at the hospital?" Fern suggested.
They had both changed into their fashionable clothes and drove to the hospital, and visited Buster, his left leg was bandaged up and his right leg was in a cast.
Buster was dazed, "I wish I didn't do that…"
Mrs. Baxter sighed at the rabbit teen, "Buster, if you are contemplating suicide, then you should seek some professional help, and I thought you stopped doing drugs!" Buster sighed as he read the children's book still, Mrs. Baxter had enough and she boxed her son's ears, "You should also read something other than that."
Buster objected and he snatched the book out of his mothers hands, "I still need to master the secondary colors!"
Fern and Sue Ellen chuckled, Fern whispered, "It is apparent Mrs. Baxter probably beat her son."
Sue Ellen just had a grin on her face and said nothing as Binky, the Brain and Arthur had come by.
"Just like old times…" the Brain who now preferred to be called Alan observed happily; he sometimes wore glasses but not too often.
Arthur was wearing a green shirt and blue jeans; he was wearing contacts as for Binky, he was part of the football team so he was pretty muscular he was wearing blue jeans and a football jersey but was at times socially inept.
The Brain looked at Fern through his glasses, "Do you want to go to the prom with me?"
Fern smiled meekly at the bear teen, "I don't know…"
"Fern is a bit nervous; one of her past boyfriends had problems with cheating."
"He was cheating?" Binky laughed.
"Well to put it nicely… yes"
Prunella came in joining the conversation, "Well, Buster probably cheated death with how much he smoked…"
"Prunella; you are better than that." Buster repeated.
They had all sighed, Buster was sometimes a good kid, and they wanted him to kick the habit before something really bad would happen like a promiscuous... or a robust woman wanting to sleep with him… basically the woman would probably tear him apart after having relations.
Fern and Sue Ellen decided to leave and go back to the poodle teen's house.
"Ok, Buster seems to be doing fine, but where were we?"
"The role play thing?"
"Yea, despite you messed up on it."
Instead they had decided to fall asleep it was starting to get late as Sue Ellen chuckled on how she messed up on role play...
They next morning they had cuddled up, it was a nice morning, one more day until Fern's parents would return.
However when Fern got downstairs Mr. and Mrs. Walters were home.
To Be Continued.