"Bye mom! Bye dad! Have fun at the convention!" Tommy yells, along with Dil, Tommy wearing his red swimming trunks and a blue shirt, Dil wearing his green stripped swimming trunks, a yellow shirt and his Sherpa hat he's almost never seen without, waving goodbye to their parents as they drive off down the street, pulling a trailer behind it with a tarp covering a bunny looking shape. Dil and Tommy stay standing at the doorway, looking after them until they disappear from sight.
"Was it just me or was that a robotic rabbit under that tarp?" Tommy asks.
"I believe it was a fully animatronic twenty to one scale replica of the Californios Mycoszes; more commonly known as the Californian Rabbit." Dil answers. Tommy gives him a look before shaking his head and looking back out at the road.
"Huh. Wonder why dad didn't mention anything about working on a robotic rabbit for the convention." Tommy muses.
"Or how he managed to get it complete without having it blow up once or twice." Dil adds, before shrugging. "Although he did spend most of his time talking about his earmuffs."
"Yeah. He went through twelve different names for those. I'm just glad we managed to convince dad not to go with the Pickles Incredible Multi-Purpose Sleepwear. That would have made for some terrible marketing." He laughs.
"Totally. But hey, it makes sense that he'd take an animatronic Californios Mycoszes to the invention convention. It is Easter weekend after all." Tommy nods in agreement as a grin spreads across his face.
"Totally, meaning today is Good Friday. Which means..." Dil and Tommy look at each other, both grinning.
"No school!" They say together, fist bumping.
"And the pool. Is. Done!" Tommy cheers, shooting his fist in the air.
"We couldn't help but hearing," comes Lil's voice as she and Phil come walking over, "that the pool is finished and ready for use." Lil was already wearing her new bikini with a pink towel wrapped around her waist, a sleeping bag under her arm, and Phil was in his red and orange splotched swimming trunks with a blue t-shirt on and an orange towel slung over his shoulder and a sleeping bag under his arm.
"Let's get this party started!" Phil cheers. "So I can hurry and give Lil here a little lesson in humiliation." He adds, holding up a bag of jellybeans.
"Ease up there Mr. Bean." Dil tells him. "Tommy here is getting ahead of himself. The pool may be done, but it won't be filled and chlorinated until three."
"That's fine. It'll give me a chance to meditate and get my mojo flowing." Phil says, tossing the bag as the four of them enter the Pickles residence, him and Lil tossing their sleeping bags aside.
"You should try standing on your head while meditating. It'll really opens up your chi flow." Dil suggests.
"Please." Lil scoffs, crossing her arms as Phil and Dil stand on their heads, leaning against the couch for support. "You can meditate, pray, and prepare all you want but it won't change the fact that I'm going to be the winner."
"Ha. You wish. I'm going to be winning this one Lillian." Phil declares, his face starting to turn red from being upside down. "I'm going to shoot it all the way over the pool and over the fence."
"Hey, I just had a brilliant idea." Dil announces, turning right-side up.
"For the last time Dil, we're not putting dolphins in the swimming pool." Tommy says with a smile, rolling his eyes.
"That's not my idea, at least not this time." He says, pausing as Phil loses his balance and comes crashing down the to ground.
"I'm okay." He groans, sitting up, rubbing his head, leaning against the back of the couch.
"If only that were true." Lil comments, with a slight laugh, kneeling on the couch, looking over the back of it.
"While we're waiting for the pool to fill up and become nice and chlorinated," Dil continues, "How about the rest of us bet with each other on who we think is going to win?"
"Hey yeah, that's a great idea Dil." Tommy agrees. The doorbell then rings and Tommy answers it, revealing Chuckie in his green swimming trunks wearing a blue shirt with a colorful towel around his neck and a sleeping bag under his arm, and Kimi wearing her new bikini with a pink Dummi Bears towel around her waist and a Dummi Bears sleeping bag under her arm.
"Hope you guys didn't start the party without us." Kimi says as they enter, tossing their sleeping bags aside.
"The Dummi Bears?" Tommy snickers. "Really?" Kimi casts him a glare and he raises his hands up, backing off.
"The pool won't be ready until three." Lil tells her and Chuckie. "Still needs to be filled and chlorinated."
"But no need to fret." Dil cheerfully tells them. "Cause in the mean time, we're placing bets on the Jellybean Nose Down."
"I don't know you guys." Chuckie worries. "Phil and Lil are already betting with each other. Do we really need to encourage anymore underage gambling than is already going on?"
"You're just scared you're gonna lose." Kimi taunts him.
"Of course I'm scared I'm gonna lose." He barks back. "I don't want to make a bet that Phil's going to win but then he ends up losing and then I end up having to take over all your shifts at the Java Lava for a month." He frantically waves his arms around. Kimi catches one and shakes his hand.
"It's a bet then." She grins. "Loser takes the winners shifts until the last day of school, one month from now."
"What? NO!" He exclaims, prying his hand free. "I made no such deal."
"Looked like a deal to me." Tommy laughs. Chuckie glares at him.
"Whose side are you on?" Chuckie bellows.
"Don't worry dude, Phil is totally going to win this." He reassures him.
"Is that so?" Lil inquires.
"Of course it is." Phil confidently states. "My nose is in primo condition for jellybeans. I've made sure that it's booger free." He sticks his finger in his nose, moving it around and pulling it out, clean, to emphasize his point.
"No offense, but he's gonna beat you by a mile Lil." Tommy declares. Lil and Kimi exchange glances and both get mischievous smiles.
"Uh oh T." Dil apprehensively tells him, the looks on the girls faces setting off warning bells in his head. "They're cooking something up, and it ain't hypoallergenic organic veggies."
"Well then Thomas," Kimi addresses him, in a slightly seductive tone. "Why don't you put that confidence, and yourself, up for stake, hmm?"
"This is not good dude. She used your real name T. She used your real name!" Dil frantically whispers to him, shaking him slightly. "Run for it Tommy. Me, Chuckie, and Phil will hold her off as long as we can."
"He's right Tommy." Chuckie whispers, suddenly appearing on Tommy's other side, startling him. "It's never a good sign when my sister uses your real name in that tone. Trust me. You best run as fast as you can. If you head west, you should be able to catch a boat and flee to Hawaii for a few years."
"Would you two knock it off?" Tommy shrugs his brother and his best friend off. "What type of bet could she possibly suggest that would be any worse than being a slave for a week" gesturing over at Phil, "or having to take all her shifts at the Java Lava for a month?" Gesturing to Chuckie.
"Actually," Phil interjects, "Lil and I have yet to discuss the terms of our bet."
"Whatever." Tommy dismisses. "Come on Kimi, give me your best shot." He challenges her.
"T, you're poking an ursus arctos horribills with a stick." Dil warns him. Tommy gives him a questioning look. "A grizzly bear. You're poking a grizzly bear with a stick." Lil reaches out and grabs Dil, pulling him away from Tommy.
"You best move away from the piece of meat." Lil advises him in a somewhat cold tone. "Else you may find yourself caught in the middle when the bear attacks." He swallows nervously, nodding his head. She releases him and he collapses onto the floor, next to Phil.
"Dude." He whispers to Phil. "I think I just had a miniature heart attack." He holds his hand to his chest, two fingers on his other hand on his neck, checking his pulse.
"Welcome to my life." Phil dryly says.
"If Phil wins," Kimi starts.
"You mean 'when' Phil wins." Phil interrupts. Lil whips her towel down and wraps it around Phil's face, practically smothering him with it before he breaks free. "Geez! Alright!" He dramatically gasps for air. "No need to suffocate me just because you know you're gonna lose."
"Then shut up and let Kimi lay down the terms of her and Tommy's bet." Lil orders her twin. She sweetly and mischievously smiles back at Kimi. "Please, continue."
"If Phil wins, not only will I release you from your promise to go shopping with us and double the amount of smoothies I owe you: but both me and Lil will clean your room and do your homework and be your personal servants until school lets out in a month."
"What?" Lil practically screams, hurting everyone's ears, her mischievousness and sweetness being completely replaced by shock and dismay, jumping over the couch, almost landing on Dil and Phil, who scramble out of the way, onto their feet. "What are you doing involving me in such a bet like that!" She demands. Kimi places her hand her Lil's shoulder, giving her a reassuring squeeze.
"Lil, there's no way you're going to lose." Kimi reassures her.
"I'm not that sure I'll win." She tells her.
"I'm liking the sound of this so far." Tommy grins. "Having both Kimi and Lil as my personal servants for a month sounds like a lot of fun." He chuckles.
"Hello? Earth to Tommy." Dil calls to him. "The pendulum may have swung very high in your direction, but gravity is pulling and it's going to swing just as high on the other side."
"Dil's right." Chuckie agrees. "If she's offering up being practically a slave for a whole month she's going to be wanting a whole lot from you." He pokes him in the chest.
"She'll probably just suggest that he'll be her slave for a month." Phil suggests.
"You better have something more worth while than him being our servant for a month if I'm to agree to this." Lil tells Kimi. She walks by Lil, slowly towards to Tommy.
"However," Kimi continues, her mischievous grin getting eviler by the second, approaching Tommy, "in the highly likely event that Phil loses, you must join us whenever me or Lil call you, to be our personal fashion consultant, staying with us for as long as we want you, for an entire year." Face to face, she could see the horror in his eyes register before it radiated out across his face. He stumbles backwards, almost falling if not for Dil and Chuckie keeping a hold of him.
"Now that is good." Lil regains her mischievous smile, fist bumping Kimi.
"Good? That is just pure evil!" Phil exclaims.
"You see dude, I told you." Dil manically says. "It's a hundred times worse than I could have imagined."
"Don't do it Tommy." Chuckie tells him. "It's not worth the risk." Tommy swallows nervously and tentatively looks over at Phil.
"Phil?" Tommy weakly says. "You are going to win... right?"
"I don't know dude. That bet is a thousand times larger than I thought it would be." Phil says.
"What's the matter? Is the great Tommy Pickles afraid?" Lil taunts. "I thought my brother was going to beat me by a mile. Did you change your mind? Do you not have faith in him?"
"You gonna let her talk to you like that Tommy?" Phil asks, furrowing his brow, determination on his face. "I say take the bet." He faces Lil. "I am going to win and make her eat her words." Kimi raises her hand up, along with an eyebrow, the mischievous smile ever present on her face.
"Well?" Kimi innocently asks. While Lil and Phil stare each other down Tommy, with renewed courage, takes her hand and shakes, sealing the deal.
"Noooooo!" Dil cries out, dropping to his knees. "You have doomed yourself! Doooooooommmmed! Phil doesn't stand a chance! Lil is going to win!" Everyone looks at Dil in surprise. He then looks at everyone, confused, standing back up. "What? Have I started to sprout a second head?" He starts looking around his neck, feeling around.
"Did you just side with..." Phil starts with disbelief.
"...Me?" Lil finishes, with just as much disbelief.
"Well yeah." Dil answers. "I thought it was obvious that Lil is going to win. That's why I told you not to take that bet." He chides Tommy. "You've doomed yourself. Dooooooomed."
"We'll see about that." Tommy declares. "I'll bet you a months worth of chores that Phil is going to beat Lil." Tommy offers his hand and Dil quickly accepts it.
"Oh you are so on."
"Am I the only one to see the audacity in this?" Chuckie exclaims, everyone looking at him. "We are betting on who is going to shoot a jellybean, a JELLYBEAN, the furthest, out of their NOSE!" Just then the doorbell rings, and everyone sort of just stares dumbly at the door. It rings a second time and Tommy snaps out of his stupor and answers it.
"Hey Susie." Tommy greets as Susie, dressed in her new sky blue bikini, a towel the same shade slung over her shoulder, comes in.
"Hey guys." She greets everyone. "I thought you'd all already be in the pool by now."
"We're waiting for it to fill up with water and be chlorinated." Chuckie informs her. "Won't be ready until three."
"I see. So what are you guys doing? I thought I heard someone yelling about jellybeans."
"Lil and Phil here," Dil starts explaining, "are going to have a little competition to see who can shoot a jellybean the furthest out of their nose."
"Oh right, the jellybean thing."
"The one you heard yelling was Chuckie," Dil continues, "who finds it ridiculous that we are all making bets on who we think is going to win."
"Dare I ask what bets you have made?" Susie cautiously asks.
"Kimi forced me into a bet saying that if Lil wins, I'll take her shifts at the Lava Java for a month and if Phil wins, she'll take mine." Chuckie informs her with a little disdain.
"Dil and I have it that when Phil wins, he'll take my chores for a month." Tommy says.
"I think you mean when Lil wins you'll be taking my chores for a month." Dil retorts.
"But I think the one you'll like the most is the one me and Kimi made with Tommy." Lil smiles. "Should I lose, Kimi and I are to be Tommy's servants for a month. Cleaning his room, doing his homework, and generally anything else he might order us to do." Susie's eyes go wide.
"And you accepted that?" She stares in disbelief.
"However," Kimi picks up, "Should Lil win, Tommy must be our personal fashion consultant for an entire year whenever we call on him." Susie turns her disbelieving stare to Tommy.
"And you accepted that?" Tommy nods, and then smiles.
"If you join in on the fun Susie," Tommy tells her, "I'll extend my part of it to a year and a half." Susie chuckles wearily.
"Thank you but, no thank you." She shakes her head. "You guys already have way too much going on." She then looks to Phil and Lil. "What about you two? I assume seeing as it's the two of you who are beaning that you have a bet going on."
"We haven't discussed the terms yet." Phil shrugs.
"We were planning on waiting until we were in the pool." Lil states. "But that plan seems a bit redundant now."
"Whelp, seeing as a month is a popular time frame today, how about if I win..." He starts laughing, before wiping an imaginary tear. "I'm sorry, I meant to say when I win, you are not to bathe for an entire month." Phil places his side of the bet. The girls collectively cringe at the thought of not bathing for a month.
"I would rather be Tommy's servant for two months than not bathe for an entire month." She says.
"Well if you think you're going to lose..." He shrugs, smirking.
"Alright, but if I win, you'll have to bathe twice a day and avoid doing any and all of your gross, disgusting, dirty habits for an entire month." She responds with her side.
"I may actually have a sense of smell when Phil is around." Kimi laughs.
"You're asking an awful lot there sis." Phil says. "If I have to bathe and avoid anything fun, then you'll have to not bathe and join me in the fun."
"That seems pretty fair to me." Tommy states. Phil and Lil stare each other down, contemplating on whether or not to accept each others terms. "Each one is offering an extreme to the other."
"That almost makes me want Phil to lose." Chuckie comments. Tommy looks over at him. "What? I said almost. I still want him to win. I don't want to take Kimi's shifts." The twins continue to stare each other down until finally, they grab each others hands and shake.
"Deal." They both say.
"Alright!" Dil cheers. "The stakes are high. Who is going to win? Team Phil, with Chuckie and Tommy backing him up; or team Lil, with yours truly and Kimi giving her support. Let the games begin!"
"Uh, Dil, it won't be happening until after we're in the pool." Tommy reminds him.
"Oh, right. So whose up for some ¡Hospital de Tentacion! in the mean time?" He suggests. "They're running a marathon today and all weekend, rerunning every episode in preparation for the new season starting next week!" Everyone looks at each other and merely shrug, gathering on and around the couch, Dil flipping to the show.
"I don't get it." Susie says, sitting sideways in the armchair. "Why would Enrique's twin Inrique pose as Enrique to perform surgery when he doesn't know a thing about medicine?"
"The only reason why I'd pose as Lil is to mess with her and other people." Phil laughs, hanging upside down on the couch, legs over the back.
"Ugh, you couldn't pay me enough to pretend to be him." Lil chides, sitting on the floor leaning against the couch, by Phil. "That would mean having to act dirty and disgusting. No thank you."
"You see, Inrique wants to make Enrique look like a incompetent doctor in front of his fiance Francisca, whom he's madly in love with." Dil explains, laying in front of the coffee table. "But what they don't know is that the girl they think is Francisca is actually her older sister, Alita, because Francisca doesn't love either one of them and Alita loves them both."
"But won't he end up killing the patient?" Kimi asks, sitting between Phil and Chuckie, the later of which had his legs hanging off the arm, his head right next to Kimi. "If he's discovered he could potentially go to jail for a long time."
"You would think, but watch." He tells them. "Because he had no idea what he was doing he ended up performing the wrong procedure, discovering the true cause of the patients illness, thus making everyone praise Enrique." It plays out on the screen as Dil described. "Bien hecho." He claps as the credits roll.
"I would never be able to do surgery." Chuckie comments. "I get woozy from the sight of my own blood." Tommy, laying to the side of the coffee table, looks at the clock.
"Hey guys, it's just about three. How about we go check the pool?" Tommy suggests. They all get up and head out back.
"Wonder why Angelica hasn't shown up yet." Phil asks no one in particular.
"She'll be here." Susie says. "She's just being fashionably late."
"Speaking of fashion, I haven't had a chance to ask Tommy what he thinks of my swimming trunks yet." He laughs. Both Lil and Kimi smack him upside the head, giving him a light scowl. "Ok, sheesh. I was just kidding."
"It's fine guys, let them kid." Tommy smiles. They all stand at the edge of the pool, filled completely with water.
"There's definitely water in it." Lil states. Dil kneels down and pulls out a clear cylinder tube tied to the corner of the pool. He looks at the scales inside. He drops the tube and stands back up.
"Well, is the pool ready or not?" Kimi impatiently asks. Dil takes two steps back, removes his Sherpa hat and shirt, gets a big grin, steps and jumps.
"Cannonball!" He yells, splashing into the pool, getting everyone wet.
"I'll take that as a yes." Phil smiles, removing his shirt and doing a cannonball himself, Chuckie and Tommy following suit. Susie, Kimi, and Lil lay their towels out on the opposite side of the pool, out of splash range, before diving into the water themselves. Chuckie, Tommy, Phil, and Dil quickly get a game of chicken going, Tommy on Chuckie's shoulders, Dil on Phil's.
"Hold it steady there Chuckie." Tommy says, grappling with Dil.
"Your fearsome Finster form is formidable." Dil says, moving his mouth around as if his voice was being dubbed over. "But it is no match for my devastating DeVille style." Chuckie loses his balance and falls forward, colliding with the other two, all crashing down into the water, resurfacing with laughter. Susie gets up onto the diving board, jumping off, doing a 360 front flip, diving right in.
"Nice one Susie." Kimi cheers. "That was amazing."
"You think that's impressive, check this out." Phil declares. He gets out of the water, going over to the diving board and jumping off. "Bellyflop!" He announces, flying up in the air, smacking against the water, everyone cringing.
"That's gotta hurt." Chuckie says, Phil surfacing.
"That's the fun of it." He says, his front turning red.
"Figures." Comes Angelica's voice, rounding the corner of the house, wearing the white bikini with silver trimming that's a size to large, a pair of sunglasses, carrying suntan lotion, a white towel and a lawn chair, setting it up next to Susie's towel. "You preteens would start the party without me." She sits down and starts applying the suntan lotion.
"If we waited for you, how could you be fashionably late?" Susie asks with a smirk.
"True. It wouldn't do for someone of my stature to be on time to a party like this." She haughtily claims. "Not that you could even call this a party."
"Well I know the anticipation has been killing me, so lets get to it shall we." Dil proclaims
"Get to what?" Lil asks, before doing a simple dive off the diving board.
"The Jellybean Nose Off of course!" He reminds them.
"Oh yeah, I almost forgot." Tommy says. He goes over to Phil, giving him a pat on the back. "Come on Phil, you can smoke her." He encourages.
"Come on Lil. Show him what a girl can do." Kimi cheers. Phil and Lil get out of the pool, standing on the shallow edge, Phil holding a bag of Jellybeans in his hand.
"Hold it." Chuckie interrupts. "We need a judge. I volunteer."
"Tch, yeah right." Kimi scoffs. "You'll just say Phil's went further so you won't take my shifts at the Java Lava."
"How about Susie's the judge?" Tommy suggests. "She has no stake."
"Alright. Sounds good." Susie accepts. Everyone moves out of the water except for Susie, who stands in the middle.
"Do I even want to know what you preteens are doing?" Angelica's asks with no interest.
"No, not really." Susie answers and Angelica goes back to ignoring them.
"Alright, here's the rules." Dil announces, walking back and forth in front of Phil and Lil. "You'll take turns shooting, each doing a total of three shoots. The one who gets the furthest shot out of those three wins. Agreed?" They both nod, staring each other down yet again. "Alright, first up is Phil." Dil takes the bag of jellybeans from him, fishes one out and hands it to him.
"One is all I'll need." Phil affirms, getting into position. He places it into his nose, Susie and Kimi not able to help but gag a little, an 'ew' escaping them both. Phil takes a deep breath and launches, making it halfway across the pool. "Beat that." He taunts. Susie grabs the jellybean out of the water, setting it to the right edge of the pool, at the distance it landed.
"Alright Lil, you're up." Dil says, about to grab a jellybean out.
"Hold up." Tommy interrupts, grabbing the bag from Dil. "To counter any attempts at cheating, I'll be the one to give Lil her jellybeans."
"I'm insulted. Do you really think that I would cheat?" He fakes being hurt. Tommy just stares at him. "Ok, if it'll make you feel better." Tommy grabs a jellybean and gives it to Lil, Dil snatching the bag back.
"Go Lil! Shoot it all the way across the pool." Kimi continues to cheer, being met by boos from Tommy and Chuckie. Lil gets into position.
"This is going to feel totally gross." She says to herself, sticking the bean into her nose. She takes a breath and fires, going only half the distance Phil did.
"Ha!" Phil gloats. "You call that a shot? That was pathetic." Susie grabs the bean and sets it to the left, to mark Lil's distance.
"It was a good first shot Lil." Susie reassures her.
"Here you go, Phillip." Dil smirks, handing Phil a large jellybean. "Good luck." Tommy takes the bag from Dil, Phil getting in position.
"This one's going as far as the diving board." Phil predicts. He sticks, breaths, and fires, the jellybean indeed going that far. "Just to let you know, this is the month I planned on dumpster diving behind the cheese factory." He laughs, walking by Lil. Susie places the bean to the right at the distance.
"Way to go Phil." Chuckie roots. "There's no way I'm taking Kimi's shift this month."
"Just wait," Kimi responds, "Lil's just getting warmed up."
"Here you go, Lillian." Tommy slyly grins, handing her a twisted jellybean. "And I'll want you to address me as Sir or Master. Or perhaps Master Pickles. You catch that Kimi?" Lil and Kimi narrows their eyes at him, Dil snatching the bag.
"Blow all the hot air you want." Lil bites.
"Concentrate your chi into your nose." Dil advises. "Focus all your bodies energies." Lil steps up, inserting the jellybean. She takes a deep breath and fires, landing in the water in what looks like the same place as Phil. Dil and Kimi start cheering.
"Hold up." Susie interrupts their celebration. She grabs the bean, putting it in it's place to the left, then swims over to the right where Phil's is before swimming back. She shakes her head. "Sorry Lil, it's a few inches behind." Phil, Chuckie, and Tommy start to cheer.
"Don't celebrate just yet." Dil warns. "There's still one shot left for each."
"Yeah, and I'm going to raise the bar so high she won't be able to get over it with a ladder." Phil smugly says. He gets into position, Dil hands him a small jellybean, Tommy snatching the bag back from him. Phil grins widely, chuckling. "This one is going all the way." He claims. He slides the bean in and takes a deep breath. While taking the breath, the bean gets sucked inwards and Phil chokes. He starts coughing for a few moments before the jellybean comes out of his nose, barely making it into the water. Dil and Kimi start laughing.
"Amazing shot there Phil." Kimi sarcastically laughs.
"It must have gone so fast it breached the fabric of time and went around the world in a blink of an eye." Dil sarcastically laughs.
"That shot doesn't count." Tommy declares. "He started chocking."
"Yeah, he should get to do it again." Chuckie adds.
"Uh uh, no way." Lil argues. "The bean came out of his nose, it counts."
"Susie is the judge here." Dil intervenes. "She'll be the one who decides." Everyone looks expectantly at Susie.
"Now, it may just be the fact that I'm having trouble keeping my gag reflex under control but, it counts." Phil's side argues while Lil's side agrees. "It did come out of your nose."
"Fine." Phil concedes. "But there's still no way she's going to beat my shot."
"Come on Lil, you can do it." Kimi encourages. "Do you really want to not bathe and be Tommy's servant, doing his homework for a month?"
"Don't forget having dirty, disgusting fun with me." Phil laughs.
"Would everyone just shut up?" Lil commands. "I need to concentrate."
"What was it that you said to me earlier?" He asks. "Oh, right. You can meditate, pray, and prepare all you want, but it won't change the fact that I'm going to be the winner." Lil ignores him as she closes her eyes and starts taking deep, calming breathes. Tommy places a jellybean into her hand as she swallows nervously.
"I can do this." She says to herself, inaudible to anyone else. "I can do this."
"Hurry up Lil." Tommy impatiently says. "I've already got a list of things I want you and Kimi to do, starting with a nice foot rub."
"And I'm feeling like playing the 'what's that smell' game." Phil adds in.
"Next week is banana and onion smoothie week. I hope you enjoy yourself." Chuckie taunts Kimi.
"I can do this." Lil repeats to herself. She takes her position, inserts the bean, takes one final breathe, silently praying, and fires, keeping her eyes shut as it soars and lands in the water. Silence. "Well?" She timidly asks, peeking with one eye. "Did I win?" She sees Susie swimming from one side of the pool to the other, measuring. Susie turns to her with a big grin.
"You did it baby." Susie declares. Kimi and Dil break out in cheers, Phil, Chuckie, and Tommy groaning and moaning. Lil smiles in disbelief, her two supporters congratulating her.
"Way to go Lil!" Kimi energetically says, hugging her tightly.
"I knew you could do it." Dil says just as energetically, wrapping his arms around both of them. The group loses balance and falls into the pool. They surface with laughter, Lil giving a cheeky grin to team Phil. Angelica lazily raises her head and looks over her sunglasses in their direction before setting it back down.
"Yes. It's so very exciting." Angelica dryly says, completely unaware of what's going on. Susie swims over to the celebrating trio.
"Way to put him in his place girl." She congratulates Lil.
"Oh Chuckie." Kimi sweetly taunts. "I do hope you'll enjoy banana and onion smoothie week." He frowns at her, grumbling.
"I expect to hear the shower running first thing in the morning." Lil tells her sulking twin, laying face down on the ground.
"I believe you know what your duties for the next month will be." Dil says to his brother, who sinks down to the ground, groaning.
"And Tommy," Kimi says, "you better not make any plans Tuesday. We've got some serious summer shopping to do." The girls giggle, Dil laughing, as Tommy flops onto his back, groaning louder. He kicks Phil.
"How could you lose dude?" Tommy asks. "Now I'm their fashion slave for a year."
"I had her." He affirms. "If that jellybean didn't get sucked up my nose I would have won."
"Well you didn't." Chuckie growls. "I hate banana and onion smoothie week. The onions always make me cry."
"No eating mashed potatoes through my nose." Phil starts to lament. "No shooting yogurt out my nose. No picking my nose. No armpit farts. No playing 'what's that smell'. No whistling show tunes with my nose. No drinking milk with my nose. Nothing fun that registers the on grossometer. For a month."
"You sure like to do a lot of things with your nose." Chuckie comments. "So how did you lose?" He growls.
"Why don't we leave the boys to wallow in defeat for now." Lil suggests, smiling. Dil clears his throat, crossing his arms. "Excluding Dil of course."
"Thank you." He responds.
"Well, might as well not let this ruin our fun." Tommy says, trying to force some cheer, sitting up. "Let's get back in the water." He stands.
"I think I'm just gonna lay here and wallow some." Chuckie dejectedly says. Phil sits up.
"Tommy's right. There's plenty of fun stuff that isn't gross." Phil optimistically says. "Just because I can't think of anything right now doesn't mean they don't exist." He jumps to his feet and runs to the pool, jumping. "Cannonball!" He lands with a splash, hitting the girls and Dil. Tommy, along with a reluctant Chuckie, join him in the pool.
"Hey, do you think we could hook up the zip-line from the tree fort and drop into the pool from it?" Dil hopefully asks.
"No way dude." Tommy declines him. "The last thing we need is someone breaking something while mom and dad are away."
"I think I'm going to lay in the sun a bit." Kimi announces. She goes over to her towel. "Hey Angelica, do you think I could use some of your suntan lotion?"
"Knock yourself out." She replies, tossing her the bottle without looking. "I've got plenty at home." Kimi applies it before laying down on her Dummi Bears towel, closing her eyes.
"Susie, why don't you show us how to do that amazing dive you did?" Lil asks her.
"Yeah, that was totally awesome." Dil joins Lil in asking.
"Alright. I'll do it again." Susie agrees. "But you better pay close attention cause after this I'm joining Kimi." She gets to the diving board. "The key is to start twisting yourself the moment you leave the diving board." She bounces a few times before flying up, performing a flawless 360 front flip dive. Everyone, aside from Angelica, cheers Susie as she surfaces.
"Please." Angelica scoffs, rolling her eyes, getting up from her chair. "You call that a dive Carmichael?" One of her straps starts to fall from her shoulder and she quickly puts it back in place.
"You think you can do better?" Susie challenges, crossing her arms.
"I don't think, I know." Angelica declares, taking her sunglasses off, pompously smiling.
"Well then, by all means." Susie invites, extending her arm to the diving board.
"This ought to be good." Tommy whispers to Phil.
"I gotta see this." Kimi says, sitting up. Angelica hesitates.
"Come on Angelica, show us how good you are." Lil taunts. Angelica bites her lip before determination washes over her.
"Prepare to have that smirk wiped from your face Susie." Angelica moves to the diving board, standing on the edge.
"Don't do it Angelica." Chuckie advises. "There's already been enough humiliation today. You don't need to add yourself to the list." She scowls at him, making him shrink back a bit. She turns around, back towards them, bounces a few times before soaring into the air, performing a flawless 540 double back flip dive. She emerges from the water, arms extended into the air, grinning at everyone's stunned expression. Silence. Nobody says a word.
"It seems my dive has struck you speechless." She says with a triumphant smile.
"Uh, Angelica?" Susie says, the first one to snap out of their stupor. She points to the water beside her. Angelica looks and sees her bikini top float on by. Her eyes go wide when she realizes she's standing there, topless, exposing herself to all of them. She lets out an ear piercing scream, making everyone cover their ears, shutting their eyes involuntary while wincing. She quickly grabs her top, gets out of the pool, wrapping her towel around herself and running inside before anyone stops their wincing and opens their eyes. They all stand their in silence and disbelief.
"Whelp." Phil breaks the silence. "I think we're done swimming for the day." He gets out of the pool and grabs his towel, proceeding to dry off. Everyone murmurs in agreement, following suit aside from Tommy, who sits on the edge of the pool, his feet dangling in the water.
"Uh, how about we get back to the ¡Hospital de Tentacion! marathon?" Dil suggests. Again everyone aside from Tommy murmurs agreement and start to head inside. Susie notices Tommy sitting there and stays behind, joining him.
"Did... did that just happen?" Tommy asks, still in a daze, staring into the water. "Did we really... just see..." Susie wraps an arm around him, giving him a light hug.
"Just, forget about it, alright?" Susie tells him. "Push it out of your mind."
"How do you just... ignore something like... seeing your cousin's...?" He continues to stare at the water.
"Come on." Susie urges him, standing, pulling him with her. "Perhaps a few hours of Spanish soap opera will help you take your mind off it." He absently nods his head and follows her inside.