Author's Note: I'm terribly, terribly sorry I haven't been around in pretty much, a week. Between feeling a slight bit of depression over some things I have no control over, over having episodes of fatigue, writer's block, and spending the middle part of last week with my nephew, plus, going to see the new Beauty and the Beast movie on Saturday, which was very good, I sadly, haven't been around much lately. It also hasn't helped that I had other things distracting me over the weekend as well. No matter, I'm back now, and I'm hoping to get all caught up over the course of this next week, so by the end of the month, I'll be more or less, back to where I should be. Without further a due, let's move on, to the second to last chapter of this story, and the final chapter, to be from Nell's point of view.
Chapter 8, Saturday, Making Peace
Nell POV
Dear Journal,
Now that I finally got my younger sister Sabrina calmed down, I can see to writing my last and final entry in you while we're on our trip home.
"Nell, why was Tommy crying?" Sabrina asked again.
I turned to her and put a gentle hand on her left shoulder, seeing she was sitting directly to my right.
"I don't know why he was crying, but we had to leave. I'm sure whatever's the matter, his parents have everything under control. Now, why not try to take your nap while we have this long journey home ahead of us, seeing you'll be too excited to sleep once we get home." I said.
"I'm not sleepy." Sabrina said, letting out a huge yawn, as she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
I looked over to my left and saw that my other sister, Madeline, had long since fallen asleep, as I'm guessing she was more or less, tuckered out since we saw to leaving the Pickles residence, and with Peter sitting up front escorting his driver and working the portal key to get us through to Enchancia, I felt it best, to not bother him.
So now that I've managed to calm down my worried little sister, and gotten her to take her nap, I can get back to writing in this thing. Yes, while this is the entry for Saturday, my last full day at the villager's internship, I'm actually writing this entry on Sunday morning, as we see to heading home to the castle in Enchancia. Oh it will be great to sleep in my own bed again, not to mention, I've noticed my throat has felt slightly scratchy this morning. I have a bad feeling I might have come down with what Tommy had over the course of this last week, which doesn't exactly make me happy, but if I'm going to be sick, I'd rather be sick at the castle, where Bianca, Bailywick, and my new parents, King Roland and Queen Miranda can take care of me, and Sofia can help keep my sisters entertained when I'm too sick to do so.
So let's rewind to yesterday, and go from the beginning of my final day at the Pickles, which, I can't say was super eventful, other than learning how the power of imagination, can help mend a friendship, or at least, get two aquaintances who weren't exactly getting along, to finally find a since of friendliness with one another. Because we got to bed after three in the morning, Sabrina and I slept rather late. In fact, what awoke us, was hearing the sound of Peter's voice coming from the bathroom.
"Way to go Dil I'm very proud of you!" Peter cried excitedly.
Curious, I got up, put on my pink robe and slippers, and left Mr. and Mrs. Pickles bedroom to see what was going on.
Upon peering into the door of the bathroom down the hall, I saw Dil sitting on top of a training potty that sat in the corner of the bathroom, with Peter standing nearby.
"Morning Peter and Dil, what's going on here?" I asked.
Peter turned to me with a smile.
"Dil came into the bathroom this morning all by himself, and sat on the potty! I think he mostly went in his diapers, but it's a sure sign that this two-year-old, is ready for potty training! Stu and Didi are going to be so excited when they hear the news that their youngest is ready for this." Peter said.
"Oh wow that's great! Congratulations Dil!" I said, as Dil hopped up off of the potty and giggled.
Peter got him into a fresh diaper, just as my two sisters and Tommy came through the hall, looking like they had just awakened.
"Morning Tommy, how are you doing?" Peter asked.
"Soar, but okay." Tommy replied with a smile.
We all headed downstairs for breakfast, where Peter made each of us a custom made breakfast. Sabrina wanted scrambled eggs and ham, Madeline wanted a fried egg and some bacon, I was more or less, in the mood for a begal and cream cheese, with a fruit salad on the side, while Dil wanted ice cream, but Peter reminded him that's not breakfast food, so he settled for a banana pancake instead, while Tommy wanted a simple bowl of Reptar Cereal. We all had juice to drink, and seeing it was nearly lunch time on a Saturday, meaning our next meal would probably not be until dinner time, while the kids went off into the living room to play, Peter and I saw to getting things ready for what we'd be fixing that evening for dinner.
"Stu and Didi should be home around dinner time, and they asked if they could have chicken squares and roasted vegetables upon their return." Peter said.
"Sounds good to me. Also, depending on when they return, I hope they won't mmind if my sisters and I stay an extra night." I said.
"Oh I'm sure they won't. Of course, you'll have to move in with your sisters for tonight." Peter said, washing up the last of the breakfast dishes.
"I figured that much, but I'm sure my sisters won't mind." I said, wiping down the kitchen table, just as Tommy stomped into the kitchen in an angry rage.
"I can't take it anymore!" Tommy screamed at the top of his lungs.
Peter and I turned towards him to see what was bothering him.
"What's the matter Tommy?" Peter asked, drying his hands on a towel.
"I'm tired of Madeline! I want her to go home! I'm sick of her laughing at me, calling me a baby and telling Sabrina she can't play with me. Me and Madeline gots nothing in common, and I'm all out of ideas of stuff we can all play together." Tommy said.
I let out a sigh. I was really hoping that the final day of our trip, things would manage to calm down, but it didn't look like it, and looked like I'd have to intervene at this point, and try to help the group make peace with one another. I turned to Peter.
"Will you be okay in here while I go take care of the situation in the living room?" I asked.
"Don't worry about me, I need to check in at my castle and take care of some stuff on my phone." Peter said.
I flashed him a smile and followed Tommy into the living room, where I saw puzzle pieces and other toys scattered about the floor, and a pink fuzzy throw blanket I didn't recognize, ripped in half, part of it covering Dil, who was sitting on the couch, trying to watch what looked like the Goober show on TV, or at least, I saw that orange goafer on TV, and Peter told me at one point during the week his name was Goober. I found the remote on the floor mixed in with a collection of toys, turned off the TV, and put the remote on the TV stand where it belonged.
"Hey! I was watching that!" Dil screamed, throwing his piece of blanket on the floor and running up behind me, pulling at my robe.
I turned towards him and knelt down at his level.
"I've got a better idea. First, let's clean up the living room, and after we're done, I've got a better game we can play this afternoon to help everybody calm down and play nice." I said.
"But I don't like cleaning up!" Sabrina wined.
I put my hands on my hips and gave my sister a stirn, serious look.
"Sabrina, you all helped make this mess, therefore, you're all, going to help clean it up." I said.
Just then, I heard Peter call Tommy's name from the kitchen.
"Tommy, time for your next dose of meds." Peter called.
I knew Tommy wasn't interested in taking the meds anymore, as at breakfast, Peter took his temperature to see he no longer had fever, so I had to stop helping Dil and my sisters clean up, to escort him in there to take them. I also found out that Peter briefly awoke him earlier that morning to have him take the morning dose, and had a yogurt cup for him to take the meds with.
"Here Tommy." Peter said, motioning for him to take a seat at the table.
"No! I don't need meds no more." Tommy protested.
"Tommy, you're not quite done with the medicine yet." Peter said.
Tommy did sit down and eat the yogurt, but then, after drinking the medicine, I noticed a funny look on his face, as he got down from the chair at the table, ran over to the garbage can, where he managed to open the lid, and spit out his medicine.
"Tommy! No!" Peter cried, but it was too late.
Tommy had wiped his mouth on a paper towel, threw it away and went back into the living room to play. I looked over at Peter, who was cleaning up some yogurt Tommy had spilled on the table.
"I don't know Helen, Tommy can be quite stubborn at points." Peter said.
"Has he ever done anything like this before?" I asked.
"Not that I can remember, but most of the time I'm usually watching him, he's sick with something that doesn't require taking an antibiotic." Peter said.
I decided at this point to go back into the living room, which, to my pleasant surprise, was all clean. Finding Tommy's green ball with the blue stripe and orange star on the floor, I picked it up and held it high in the air.
"Okay kids, gather in a circle around me on the floor." I said, as everybody did what I said.
"Now, I have a really fun game for us to play. The object of the game is to get everybody to use their imaginations. After a while, you'll see, we all have more in common than you think, and this will hopefully, get everybody to get along and play nice." I said.
"Sounds like fun!" Sabrina and Madeline cried in unison.
"Yeah!" Dil added.
Tommy, however, didn't look convinced.
"I don't know, me and Madeline are just, too different." Tommy said.
"Come on Tommy, you never know unless you try." I said, bouncing the ball up into the air and catching it.
He let out a sigh.
"Oh, okay then, I suppose I can try." Tommy muttered, letting out a small smile, as he sat down on the carpet, the rest of us, doing the same in our circle.
"That's the spirit. Now, whoever has the ball, gets to imagine the ball is something, and all of us, will follow along, and play that imaginary scene. We'll play out each scene for roughly five minutes. Afterwards, that person will roll the ball to someone else in the circle, and we'll keep going, until everybody's had a turn." I explained, rolling the ball to Madeline.
She caught the ball, looked up at the group and smiled.
"It's a giant snowball! And we're in a winter wonder land!" Madeline cried, making circles with her hands on the ball like she were making a snowball.
We had fun for the next five minutes, throwing imaginary snowballs at one another, building pretend snowmen, and to end our snow play, we lay down and made snow angels. It felt kind of funny doing the snow angel motions against the living room carpet, but when you close your eyes and imagine you're in a field full of freshly fallen snow, with everybody wearing warm snowsuits, mine being dark purple with white fur around the edges, it's not so bad. After doing this for a few minutes, we got back into our circle, and Madeline rolled the ball to Tommy.
"This ball is a big pile of leaves, like the ones you find in fall after they've falled off the trees. Come on guys let's jump in them." Tommy said, standing up, as we all imagined it was fall and we were once again, outside, with big piles of colorful leaves surrounding us.
We jumped in the huge leaf piles, and then, as the wind picked up, we ran through the field, chasing after the leaves that were blowing through the air. We had fun giggling, and I could swear at a point, I could smell the crisp fall air, something I always enjoyed at that time of year. After doing this for a few minutes and catching our breath, as we had all run through the living room, getting our energy out, we sat back down on the floor, and Tommy rolled the ball to Dil.
"We're in outside space, exploring the planets." Dil said, as we closed our eyes, and I imagined I was inside a spaceship.
I could see the entire solar system before us, and Dil was captain of our ship.
"Let's go to Mars!" Dil said, heading in the direction of the giant red planet.
I just looked out the window of the spaceship, unsure of what to expect, but remaining calm and eager to check this out. Once we landed on Mars, we found ourselves, checking out the pink skyed planet, bouncing a bit, as the ground was like a trampaleen. I've never been on Mars, and I'm sure Dil hasn't either, so this was really fun, as we really got our imaginations flowing.
"There's a alium monster coming! A big green one, with red eyes! We'd better run!" Dil screamed.
We all screamed and ran back to the ship, where Dil put it into hyper drive and we saw to heading back to planet Earth. We got home and caught our breaths, as we came out of our imaginations, back in the living room, and Dil rolled the ball to Sabrina, who caught the ball and smiled.
"We're back in the field again, only this time, instead of a pile of freshly fallen leaves in the fall, it's spring time, and there's wild flowers everywhere!" Sabrina said, as we closed our eyes and I imagined it to be spring.
I only hoped no birds would come flying my way, as we ran through the fields of wild flowers, where Sabrina picked up some pink ones and handed them to Tommy.
"Here you go Tommy." Sabrina said, handing some flowers to him.
"Thanks Sabrina!" Tommy cried, taking the flowers from Sabrina.
All of the sudden, I was walking along, when a blue bird was hovering above my head, and was about to fly into my face.
"AAAHHH!" I screamed, ducking and trying to get away.
"What's wrong Nell?" Madeline asked.
"Birdy! Bad birdy! Go away!" I screamed.
I was then met by embarrassment, as I returned to Tommy and Dil's living room, having everybody staring and laughing at me.
"Stop it!" I screamed, covering my face in embarrassment.
"What's wrong Nell?" Tommy asked.
"Nell don't like birdies, they scare her." Madeline said.
"We think it's silly, right Maddi?" Sabrina asked.
"Yeah." Madeline replied.
"Yeah, birdies are cool!" Dil said.
"Yeah, Dilly's right, they aren't scary at all." Tommy said with a smile.
I uncovered my face and took some deep breaths, trying to calm down, hoping I didn't look like a fool, or better yet, Peter didn't see this.
"I'm afraid of birds because of something that happened to me when I was little." I explained, pointing to my cheek where there was a scar.
Everybody stared wide eyed at where I was pointing.
"Birdy hurt Nell?" Madeline asked.
"Yes, birdy hurt Nell." I replied.
"Birdy can't hurt Nell no more. It's okay." Madeline said.
Everybody else followed after her, coming over and giving me a group hug to help me feel better.
"Awe, thanks guys." I said, just as Peter called Tommy into the kitchen for his third dose of medicine for the day.
This time, he had it with a Reptar popcickle, but again, he spit it out into the garbage. I only hoped his parents could get him to take the medicine like he was suppose to, and that his illness wouldn't relaps and return, becoming worse later on in the week. Peter was about to scold Tommy, when we all heard the front door open, and footsteps enter the entry hallway.
"We're home!" A lady's voice called from the hallway.
Tommy and Dil ran out of the kitchen into the entry hall, where sure enough, Mr. and Mrs. Pickles were standing. The two little boys gave their parents a huge hug, and for the rest of the day, while my little sisters were sad that Tommy and Dil were more interested in spending time with their parents, I reminded them that their mommy and daddy have been gone an entire week, so it's only natural that they'd want to spend time with them. I was just glad everybody managed to giggle and have fun together, no more tears and fighting by the time the parentals had returned.
I then saw to helping Peter prepare dinner, and moving my stuff into the room where Sabrina and Madeline slept, so Mr. and Mrs. Pickles could have their room back to unpack and get settled back in. Eventually, dinner time came, and the chicken squares and medley of roasted vegetables, which consisted of broccoli, collyflower, carrots, asparigus, mushrooms, and red bell pepper, were quite delicious!
"These chicken squares are delicious!" I said.
"Thank you Helen. This recipe has been in my family for years, as my mother would say, she's known this recipe since her days when she was a girl in the old country, and her mother, being, my grandmother, would make them." Mrs. Pickles explained.
"I see." I said, taking another bite on my plate.
I don't think the kids liked them as much as the rest of us, but at least everybody was polite and at least tried them, and for that, I was proud of my sisters for being on their best behavior in the presence of Mr. and Mrs. Pickles. They told us about their trip to Illinois, where poor Stu had to deal with some guy at the inventor's convention, who literally, ripped him off. Apparently, Stu took a couple of pieces of furniture he had invented a while back to show off at this event, a remote controlled sofa and an inflatable easy chair, which this man proceeded to go steal his designs, and the following day, showed up with an inflatable couch and a remote controlled easy chair, both of which, looked just like the items Mr. Pickles brought, and behaved in the same manner. Poor Stu spent most of his week in court, as the man was a local resident of the area, and he saw to pressing charges.
"So is the man doing jail time?" I asked.
"Yes." Mr. Pickles replied, in between fork fulls of roasted vegetables on his plate.
"And how did recycling the age decreaser go?" Peter asked.
"Fine, just fine, and it might be able to be put on display in the Smithonian eventually, but Paul would keep me informed about their interest." Mr. Pickles said.
"Age, Decreaser?" I asked with raised eyebrows, looking over at Peter.
"A project that Stu put together a while back. To make a long story short, he had originally invented this device to help his father. Famous psychologist, Doctor Lipschitz ended up being his test subject, and it turned out to be a bigger disaster than we intended it to be. I came to the rescue on this project, and we fixed everything in the end, but afterwards, the invention was never touched again, Stu's father eventually moved out, and, well, when he heard that somebody was coming to the convention who would recycle old inventions, we went through stuff downstairs, and got together several items he no longer wanted, that being one of them. And so, I helped him take it apart, he took it to Chicago, and the rest, is history, is that right Stu?" Peter asked.
Mr. Pickles shook his head, seeing he had his mouth full of food at the time. So I then turned my head to Mrs. Pickles.
"So how was your week in Springfield?" I asked.
"Well it was fine, though for the last day, I sadly, had to go to court to support Stu, so sadly, missed the final day of the Lipschitz seminar I was attending, but I did get some more great parenting advice, as well as advice to help me write the book I plan to write, seeing I now have my masters in Psychology." Mrs. Pickles said.
"Wow great!" I said, clearing my dishes from the table, as I was finished with my meal.
With Mr. and Mrs. Pickles back, they saw to getting their kids ready for bed. I never saw if Tommy took his bedtime dose of meds without spitting it out into the trash, because I was off, trying to give my sisters one final bath and trying to get most of our stuff packed, since we'd be leaving the following morning.
"Aren't you gonna go to bed Nell?" Sabrina asked, as she saw me crawling into bed with them with the Frozen book in my hands.
"Yes, but I'm sleeping with you girls tonight, since Tommy and Dil's mommy and daddy are back, so can't exactly sleep in their bed anymore." I said, scooting towards the middle of the bed, with my sisters on either side of me.
They kept wanting story after story in the Frozen book, which I read until I saw that a clock on the nightstand red midnight.
"Girls, we need to go to sleep, it's after midnight." I said, only to be met by silence.
I looked to either side of me, to see they had passed out while I was reading to them, so reached up, turned off the lamp that was above the bed, and went to sleep myself.
We awoke as sunlight came into the sky, and our final morning at the Pickles residence was pure chaos. I soon discovered that while Sabrina was a good girl, stashing away her dirty clothes in the bag I packed for her, Madeline, didn't exactly follow that rule. I soon discovered that she had hidden her clothes behind pieces of furniture all over the room, and under the bed. She kept giggling and found it funny, but I sure didn't, and made her go all over the room and help me pick up the dirty clothes and pack them into her bag. Once everything was packed, we headed downstairs to find that Peter was the only one awake. The girls wanted to wait for Tommy and Dil to get up to eat breakfast, to which I sadly told them no, as we had to leave in another hour and a half.
"Will you girls eat Reptar cereal this morning?" I asked.
"No!" They cried.
I sighed, looking at what else the cupboard had to offer.
"How about Zomby Brand?" I asked.
"The Louds stayed at my castle during the Christmas season, they absolutely love that cereal." Peter explained in between bites of his woffle.
"If those Loud kids from TV like it, then I guess, I can try it too." Madeline said.
"Me too!" Sabrina chimed in after her.
So I dished up bowls of cereal for my sisters, and one for myself, as while I'm not a huge cereal person, mainly because I ate a lot of it shortly after mama and papa died, seeing it was easy for me to fix for breakfast back in those days, I ate it anyway, since we were in a rush. At a point, Mr. and Mrs. Pickles walked sleepily into the kitchen and saw to making coffee for themselves. We didn't talk much, mainly because I was trying to make sure my sisters ate, and they seemed like the type of people who needed to wake up a bit before visiting with others, but once we finished, Peter agreed to clean up our dishes, while I marched my sisters back upstairs and got them dressed.
"But we wanna stay and play!" My sisters cried.
"I'm sorry girls, today's the day we're heading home." I said, brushing Madeline's hair and pulling it back into a ponytail.
To my surprise, they didn't pout, but rather, smiled. I think everybody was starting to miss home, and was looking forward to going back. While we were getting dressed, Tommy and Dil awoke, and no sooner had we gotten downstairs, when we heard a loud crash come from the living room, followed by Tommy crying.
"Oh no! Tommy!" Sabrina cried, trying to get out of my grip, as I was holding her hand.
I looked out the windows at the top of the front door, to see Peter's limo that was taking us back to Enchancia, had arrived.
"I'm sorry, we have to go." I said, scooting my sisters towards the front door.
I turned back and screamed towards the living room.
"Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Pickles!" I called, but I never received a response, just continuing to hear Tommy crying.
It's most likely they couldn't hear me over the sound of their oldest son crying, plus, when you're busy seeing what's the matter with one of your children, at points, it's like the rest of the world is nothing but a blur.
I got my sisters out to the limo and strapped in, and shortly after, Peter got into the vehicle, and we were heading off, towards home.
So finally, as I see to closing up this journal, before I turn it into my new parents, as we should be getting home shortly, as I see Peter has used the portal key, and glancing around, I see the familiar sights of Enchancia coming into view, I started reflecting back on the week I've had. I sure learned a lot about taking care of children, in particular, little boys. Both, boys and girls, can be quite a handful, especially the adventurous type, which, Tommy definitely was. And, little boys, like little girls, can be quite stubborn when they don't feel well, and even when they're starting to feel better when it comes to taking medicine. They can also be quite gullable, and I was pretty amazed by Peter's skills at getting Tommy to see that Reptar hadn't really died, though just the same, my condolences go out to the family of the man who played Reptar, and I do wish the Reptar Corperation the best of luck in finding a replacement to keep playing the beloved green dinosaur loved by so many kids, including my sisters to a degree, even though I can't say they like Reptar as much as the princesses from Frozen, but while Tommy and Madeline had their not so grateful moments throughout the week, I'm glad I got them playing a game together in the end that with the use of the power of imagination, got everybody smiling and laughing together in the end.
I also learned that while we can enjoy being of a higher rank, we shouldn't take our riches for granted. Rather, we should see to helping those less fortunate than us, just as I saw Peter do throughout the week, when it came to paying for that repair they needed done on their fridge, and learning about how he's helped Mr. Pickles with some of his inventions in the past. And bottom line, as tough as it was sometimes, I had a wonderful time, and I'm pleased that this babysitting gig, was my first villager's internship. I'm sure I'll have many more of these in the future, and I'm sure some of them will prove to be more challenging than others, but as long as I hold my head up high and have courage, I can get through anything.
End of Nell POV
And with that, she closed up her notebook, just as the limo entered into the Enchancia castle gates, and drove up towards the entrance.
"Girls, we're home." Nell said, shaking her sisters awake.
Madeline and Sabrina yawned and stretched, opening their eyes and smiling really big as they saw the sight of the castle appear out their windows.
"We're home!" Madeline squealed excitedly.
Sabrina quietly nodded, the smile never leaving her face.
Just then, Nell let out a little cough.
"Oh no, are you okay?" Madeline asked.
"I'm fine." Nell replied, though deep down, she wasn't feeling fine, but she wouldn't worry her sisters quite yet.
Soon, the limo came to a complete stop, and everybody piled out of the vehicle, as Peter and his driver, Arnie, got their bags and helped the three newest princesses into the castle with their luggage.
"Welcome home Helen, Sabrina and Madeline." Roland happily greeted, upon seeing them enter the castle.
"Daddy!" Madeline and Sabrina cried, running up to the king and hugging his legs.
Nell walked up to Miranda, quietly handing her the notebook, then, taking her bag from Peter, she headed up to her room, where she put her bag down, and flopped down on her bed, hoping to get some much deserved peace and quiet. She was also starting to feel worse and worse by the second, as she let out a few more coughs and sneezes, and fatigue saw to taking over her entire body.
"Maybe I can get me a nap while Roland and Miranda look over my journal." Nell thought to herself, as the overly sick, exhausted teenage princess, leaned against her pillows, closed her eyes, and saw to taking a nap.
And this, ends the main story, of Nell's Adventures in Babysitting. So, what will Roland and Miranda have to say after reading her journal? Find out, in the last and final chapter of this story, that being, the epilogue.
Author's Note: That bit to have the kids play a game of using their imaginations was inspired by one of my favorite season 7 Rugrats episodes, Bigger than Life. Also, those inventions that Stu had copied at the convention, he actually created in a couple of episodes. The sofa appeared in, Grandpa's Date, while the chair appeared in, Super Hero Chuckie, and that age decreaser and the story behind it, was reference to a Fan Fiction story that's sadly, no longer on the site, called Sweet Baby Dr. Lipschitz, though while I'm sorry the story is no longer up for anybody to read, I'm not sorry the author who wrote it is gone, as he sadly, proved to not be a very nice person, so in that regard, I was fine having Stu recycle that machine, as a way to simply say, I'll no longer be referencing material from that cyber bullying troll, in any future stories, from here on out. Also, the bit where Tommy kept spitting his meds into the garbage, was taken from one of my fellow friends, who's dad kept doing the same at one time, though obviously for slightly different reasons than Tommy was obviously, and that's all I'll say about that. And as for the subplot where Tommy thought Reptar had died, that was originally, suppose to be a one-shot story I was going to release, to pay respect to the fact that we've lost so many celebraties in the past few years, and had Rugrats still been in production today, something like this might have come up on the show to keep up with the times, and to have one of those, miscommunications that Rugrats is so well-known for, and in my opinion, several of my favorite episodes involve such a concept, Autumn Leaves and Send in the Clouds being prime examples of this concept. Need me to explain further, just ask, I'll do that in a PM. And Tommy's line, "Okay, I suppose I can try," when he was unsure about playing the game that Nell had in mind, he says that in a couple of season 6 episodes, No Naps and Pedal Pusher come to mind, when he's not sure about doing the idea his friends are proposing, but decides to do it anyway. At least in this sense, Nell's plan got everybody to make up with one another and get along. Anyway, thanks for reading, and I hope to be back with more stuff, sometime very soon!