By the next morning Sally Lucia awakens in the back of Sub-Hub, the entire night became a blur shortly after her and her new friends arrived at whatever bar they went to, Sally can't remember. But next thing she remembers was waking up just now. Wearing a Sub-Hub apron, and Sally's head was burning like someone lit some gasoline on fire inside it. "How does Dash do it." Sally groaned outloud.
"Sally, get up, the boss is coming." came a voice that it took to remember. It was Hayley's. "What?" Sally mumbled.
"Get up." Hayley repeated and pushes her up. "We have to pretend that you work here." she said, remembering Sally would probably not even remember when she made that deal. Sally shrugs and plays along, organizing some of the bread's. "You working Smith!?" came a voice.
"Y -Yes sir, working." Hayley said, with a nervous chuckle. But out of the manager's outfit came Roger the Alien. With a fake moustache and a blue suit tucked with a black tie, plus a blonde wig as he waddles over like a penguin. "Oh.. It's you." Hayley said, breathing in relief.
"Back to work Smith!"
"Shut up Roger, you don't work here." Hayley groaned.
"Hey the name's Adam Footbody, and I demand you to work!"
Hayley rolls her eyes, "ignore him." she tells Sally, who's using a water bottle to cool her head. Just as suddenly Carly and Pinkie enter in, having tracked Sally's phone.. Or just asked Jeff, who's probably parked outside in the van he lives in. Poor guy, it's not even an RV.
"Sally there you are, you never got home, I worried." Carly said, though referring to just the hotel when she said "home".
"Yeah Carly's friend CJ came, and said you never got back." Pinkie replied.
"His name's Carl, and he was technically my friend first." Sally corrected, in a playful way.
"CJ's a good man." She responded. "He said he tried calling you."
"We were out drinking." Hayley said, as she was just kinda silently listening to the others. Sally using this as the ''Hayley - Carly'' intros. Both shake hands. "I'm guessing that's your boyfriend outside?" Carly asked.
"Husband actually." Hayley said, showing her ring. "Aww, how lucky." Carly giggled. "Unfortunately he lives in his van, so we moved back into my parents." Hayley explained.
"Smith, I said no breaks!" Roger repeated.
"You don't work here Roger." Hayley repeated, annoyedly.
Roger sighs and says "Hayley It's exhausting that you never just play along."
"Does he do this every time?" Carly asked quietly
"Pretty much.. He lives in my attic, he loves playing pretend." Hayley replied, Roger waving.
"Does your family know he's an alien?" Carly asked, Hayley's eyes widen, but Roger has little reaction more than mild surprise.
"W What alien, he ain't no..."
"those disguises aren't fooling us." Pinkie responded.
"Fools Langley Falls." Roger said, and throws off his wig. "Yes I'm hiding out with her family."
"Can we? I don't want to go back to Santos, and it's clear you're already close with Sally." Carly said.
"Sure, I'm sure dad will be okay with it."
SMITH HOUSE:
"No! I refuse!" Stan yelled angrily. Francine next to him but saying nothing, though she's clearly feeling bad about Stan's words.
"But dad..."
"Harbouring fugitives Hayley!? I'm with the CIA! And that's Townley's daughter, he's huge on the listings!"
"My dad is dead." Carly said, trying to hide sadness to make herself seem more controlled.
"Plus you're already harbouring the alien, what difference does it make?." Pinkie insisted, in response Stan immediately pulls out his handgun from beneath his blue suit, shocking Hayley and Francine, Hayley even shielding Sally. Though not the other two, just Sally. Carly gives a small node understanding of why, mixed with a small smile.
"They know! I have to kill them!" Stan cried paranoid.
"No Stan, don't hurt Sally!" Hayley yelled, even referring to her dad by his real name.
"You know the rules Hayley!" Stan yelled back.
"Look, Dan was it?" Carly started.
"Stan." Stand said casually, but still keeping the gun up and ready.
"Look Stan we won't tell anyone. I mean after faking our deaths in North Yankton, an Alien conspiracy is easy." Carly said, trying to calm him. She still had her original gun on her, but she also knew that it would only get her killed. Better to instead calm him down.
"I say let them stay, they can't be so bad." went a German voice, Carly taking a moment to notice it was a fish. But after Roger, a talking fish wasn't exactly strange to her.
"Shut up Klaus you don't have a vote!" Stan cried rudely. Carly cringes at the reminder of Amanda.
"Yeah who wants to listen to the fish!" Roger cried.
"But I'm the pet." Klaus insisted, sounding more timid and nervous now.
"You can't be a pet unless someone loves you." Roger said rudely, Klaus looks down sadly.
"Hey leave him alone." Pinkie responded angrily, startling Stan and Roger.
"Yeah that's no need to treat people." Carly agreed.
"Haha! Take that bros!" Klaus said smugly, Roger simply slaps his bowl, breaking it against wall leaving him gulping.
Carly runs over and immediately rescues Klaus, putting him in a new bowl.
Carly put Klaus in a water bowl, Klaus calming down. "You try that again you're dead." Carly said angrily to Roger, who's unfazed and simply waddles off into the next room.
"Oh come on Stan, let the Townley girl stay, she lost her father." Francine insisted, taking pity on her.
"Big deal mine ran out on me and than he died, and yet I turned out just..." Stan started, but breaks into tears before saying the last part. "Why Daddy!?" he yelled rhetorically and curls himself onto the couch, crying harder. Carly feels an urge to hug him, cause Francine looked almost bored instead of sympathetic, but Carly decides against it. The tension was probably still there.
"Haha, Stan's dad is dead!" Roger yelled from other room.
"Shut up alien!" Carly yelled and angrily throws a book at him, "ow, bitch!" Roger yelled still off view.
"Fine they can stay.. But two of them will have to take the van, we only have one couch." Stan said, managing to stop.
"Oh Sally can stay with me and Jeff." Hayley said, side hugging her which she giggles about.
"Pinkie can have the van, she's use to living in caravan's from her friend Sadie Amber.. I'm short and will take the couch." Carly said, Francine leading Carly up to the sheets and spare pillows. They running into Steve on the way, who doesn't say anything, just a wave. Pinkie heading outside seeing it really was a van. Poor Jeff couldn't even get a nice RV like Sadie. Just a large van with an old mattress in the back and small box TV next to it. A photo of Jeff and Hayley taped just over the bed. "Hmm, guess it'll do." Pinkie said to herself, throwing her travel bag into it and closes the back door behind herself, taking her shirt off once she was no longer viewable, just in her bra and pants as she looks for PJ's. Quickly finding some and changes into them before heading back in. As expected its way to hot during the day, even with Jeff's portable fan that stretches to an outlet in the house to not waste air condition, it was still too hot.
Pinkie knew this was gonna be a rough few nights, as it still smelled of pot. But least it can feel like her own little private area at night.
