The next day, Sue Ellen woke up… still on the couch, Mrs. Armstrong set a tray of food for her on the table, "Please eat." She said… then added "I am sorry for not listening to you; I should have, but please say or do something…"

Sue Ellen didn't say a word; she was horrified of what had happened. To her it was all Fern's fault; she was so upset that she wasn't even talking. She just gazed blankly at the ceiling.

Mrs. Armstrong sighed sadly, her daughter wasn't responding or acknowledging her presence, it was a pretty severe case of shock. She went into the kitchen, still upset, "I want her to know that I am sorry for not listening to her…"

Sue Ellen was starving because she wanted to die peacefully even though it was going to be foolish as this was in her thoughts that she didn't need to eat, however the problem was that it would start damaging her health soon as she started eating less and less eventually not even touching anything her parents prepared which was a cause for concern.

This was concerning her parents, if Sue Ellen wasn't eating, it would definitely be a danger to her health, she needed food in her or she would slowly die from starvation.

Mrs. Armstrong came back into the room to check up on her before she left for work, "Please eat something…"

Mr. Armstrong looked at his wife sadly, "You better call the doctor soon, she of course is starving…"


Mrs. Clarkson was having problems of her own, it was Max, he was crying for food. She had fed him, and right after she had let him play with some baby toys.

He was crawling around, as there was a knock at the door, it was Fern, and she was almost in tears, "What's wrong?"

Fern saw Max, "I did it! I accidentally turned Max into a baby!"

Mrs. Clarkson wasn't too happy, "Why didn't you tell me earlier, we could have corrected the problem!"

"Mr. Kane had told me that we were to let the curse run its course, because there would be adverse side effects if we done an age progression curse on him."

Mrs. Clarkson seemed appeased… "Makes sense." Max was tugging at his mother's leg, and she picked him up, "Do you want to hold him?"

Fern held him and he started to cry, she had given him back to his mother. He wasn't hungry, dirty the diaper or needed to be burp; Fern had gave off some bad vibes, "He is so cute as a baby…"

"Fern, I know, but you better not get used to him like this, I expect him back to his old age soon…" She reminded her, and then Fern left.

She went back inside, Max was crawling on the carpet flooring, Reno came home minutes later, "Where the hell were you?"

"Maria…"

"Don't lie, I know you, Buck, Harry, Mr. Frensky and Mr. Crosswire are up to something!" She yelled.

Reno had to tell, "You know how Francine got kidnapped? It was a ransom, they are forcing us to steal 60 different vehicles give them a briefcase of a million dollars, all of them which are classic, sport and luxury model vehicles. If we don't get them all within 30 days, they are going to kill her."

Mrs. Clarkson sighed, "Max is a baby…"

Reno saw his son crawling around on the floor, "Who did this?"

"Fern, she was nearly in tears, she is going to try and find a way to bring him back."

Mr. Clarkson had held his son, he had smelled something rank, "I think he needs a diaper change."

She took Max; placed him on a table, changed him out of the clothes and changed his diaper, "You will be learning to change diapers Reno… On top of that, you are going to spend a little bit more time here helping me!"

Reno had no choice, he was whipped; Buck told his wife to go on to Tennessee and he would catch up to her once this ordeal was done.

"But Moss has a tattoo of Johnny Cash on his ass! And his wife doesn't even know about it!"

"Things may work differently in his household but here, we are trying to assimilate into the culture and customs here…" She replied as she was slightly annoyed, then calmed down, "So please can you just help me, help me, this is for poor Sue Ellen's sake."


Mrs. Armstrong had come home for lunch… some of the food from the tray wasn't touched; Mr. Armstrong was in the kitchen reading the paper, particularly the auto theft story.

I was hungry… but if I am not eating much I will suffer health problems… Hope they hook up intervenes because of it because they are actually caring for me, but they probably want me to die anyways… Dying seems like an option at this point no one is doing anything to help me; no one cares about me, not even my own mother.

Mrs. Armstrong sighed, "Sue Ellen isn't eating, but I want a doctor to check up on her." she had called a doctor that was able to make house calls, and a aardvark man wearing just a simple suit and tie carrying a black leather medical kit came to the door.

"Mrs. Armstrong, I presume?" He said in a British accent.

"Oh yes, come on in."

She led him to Sue Ellen; he had taken her vital signs and everything, "She has good vital signs; however she isn't really acknowledging our presence. In my medical expertise, she has seen… or witnessed something really traumatic. I recommend that she is put on intervenes."

"She was under a lot of stress this week, since I am her fifth grade teacher, I told her to stay home for a few days to get some rest; but it did work until the first day she got back to school."

"If she doesn't eat anything, she will starve to death… or suffer organ damage due to lack of nutrition." The doctor warned, "I will bring the stuff and set up the equipment as it seems a bit too hard to transfer her to the hospital."

Mrs. Armstrong sighed in disbelief.


Mr. Read and Mr. Ratburn were having fun together; they were in bed until Mrs. Read had caught them.

"Dave?" Mrs. Read asked.

Mr. Read was shocked, "Jane what are you doing here?"

"You lied to me! I talked to them and there is no such thing as, two naked guys in a hot tub! So what is it?"

Mr. Read and Mr. Ratburn put their clothes back on and they went downstairs with Jane.

"Look, I am gay…" Mr. Read admitted.

"Dave, you are cheating on me with Mr. Ratburn, how are we going to tell the kids?"

"We are in love," Mr. Read argued, "At least he knows how to touch a man!"

"And we are divorced!" Mrs. Read replied.

Mr. Read gasped as he was speechless.

Mrs. Read had soon left and had gone back with the divorce papers and a lawyer, they had signed everything, and were now officially divorced.

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Mr. Frensky was shooting up ideas to try and get the other 35 cars, he had looked at all the photos of spectacular car crashes, and insane jumps, "Those photos are neat; it really tells a story."

"Where do you suggest we go and get car 26?"

"Used car lots sometimes have classic cars; new car lots have expensive cars they want." He looked around for Reno, "Where is he?"

"His wife told him to stay home," Moss chuckled, "Whipped, despite my wife being annoyed that I faked my death."

"What'll happen if one is the lone driver, and he or see encounters some dangerous animal, Buck is afraid of snakes, he nearly got poisoned by one when he was a child!" Mr. Crosswire yelled to try and get his point across, "Moss, stay here be sure the cops are kept busy."

They had left Moss at the dealership, he scratched his thin brown hair nervously as Mr. Freeman and Mr. Ryder had show up, "Is Ed Crosswire around?"

"Nope, he and Buck had some personal business to do."

He was a bit annoyed, "Is Reno Clarkson around?"

"He is at home with his wife."

"How about Oliver Frensky?"

"He went out."

"Tell them if they had any involvement on the destruction of five cars on 1st street that they are under arrest for 25 counts of grand theft auto, 4 counts of destruction of city and county property, 20 counts of endangering public safety, and possession…" He paused, "There may possibly be three counts of possession of a dangerous animal, and numerous counts of dangerous use of a motor vehicles."

To Be Continued.