Rating went up due to language and brief mentions of stuff. Nothing to bad tho, I promise!

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P.S. Ollie and Dinah are cool with Arty being a villain and leaving four teenagers unsupervised in their mansion. 'cuz their awesome like that

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Lian was bored.

After about an hour of watching TV while Grandpa and Joar* 'reminisce' on the 'glory days' in the kitchen, Lian got up and decides that it was a good time to play dolls with her cousin.

Of course, it takes some convincing, but Izzy caves after awhile. Lian digs out her best dolls and her favorite teddy bear, Eyesiaac, to play with.

"What happened to your Teddy's eye?" Isabelle asks, noticing Eyesiaac's lack of a left button. Mom was gonna sew a new one on, but Dad said it gave the bear character and Lian had to agree. Deciding now was as good a time as any to strike fear into the younger girls heart, Lian makes her eyes wide.

"HE got it" She whispers.

"Who's HE?" Isabelle asks quietly.

Lian smirks.

"You don't know?!" She exclaims in a hushed voice.

Isabelle shakes her head. Lian grabs her cousins arm, pulling her into the closet of their room.

"They call him the Eyeball Eater," Lian begins, "They say he brakes into houses and eats EYES!"

"Off of toys?" Belle squeaks.

"No, stupid head, off of everything! He steals your eyes and eats them and the he CHOPS YOU INTO PIECES!" Lian shouts, "Just like the kid off of Jeepers Creepers,"

Isabelle's eyes go wide for a second, but then narrow out into slits.

"Your just tryin to scare me, huh?" She says. "Well I don't believe you so NAH!" Isabelle sticks her tong out at Lian who scowls.

"Believe what you want sissy, I KNOW my peepers are safe," She says matter of factually.

"And just HOW do you no that?" Isa says, raising an eyebrow.

"'Cuz I gots this," Lian says, getting out of the closet and pulling a compact bow from underneath her bead.

"Your mommy and daddy let you play with bows by YOURSELF?!" Isabelle exclaims angerly.

"Yup" Lian says smugly.

Belle scowles, prepared to tell Lian right were she can put her super cool amazingley awesome red bow, when Papa Jo calls that dinner just got delivered.

After about 3 hours of pizza and COPS*, the girls decide its bedtime and trudge down the hall to their room.

It wasn't until 3:00 in the morning that they awake to the sound of banging in the kitchen.

"What was that?" Isa asks her older cousin.

"I'm not sure," Lian whispers back.

"Maybe it's the Eyeball Eater" Belle says fearfully.

"I made that up," Lian snaps, starting to have doubts herself.

"You sure you made it up?"

"Positively positive,"

"Then what is that?...maybe you got like some spiritlley vibe from the other world tellin you that he was comin for you, and that's what made you think of him!" Isabelle's says shakily.

"What?" Lian asks the darkness where she thinks her cousin may be.

Another loud crash and Lian feels Izzy crawl into bed beside her.

Lian grabs the little girls hand, and takes a deep breath, deciding that the younger of the two must be right.

"Look Isabelle, I know your scared and I am to, but were bad A's. Lets me and you go out there and take that baddie down. Like Daddy and Grandma Die and Grandpa Ollie do all the time. We can be heroes! What do ya' say cus'? Are you in?'
Belle doesn't say anything, but Lian feels the girls hand turn to ice in hers.

(..)

Lawrence was starving.

The inability of both him and Joar to cook had left the man with nothing more than pizza and an empty stomach. He had been in the kitchen for a good half hour trying to find something nutritional. With a sigh, he decides its hopeless, and goes to the fridge to get the sandwich supplies out. He curses to himself as the jar of jelly shatters on the floor. He hears Joar mumble in his sleep on the couch and hopes he didn't wake the girls. He goes and gets the broom from the corner of the room, knocking the pans from the shelf in the process.

That DEFIANTLY woke the girls.

(..)

Joar awoke first the sound of metal hitting the floor, then shouting.

The man gets up quickly and runs to the kitchen.

The sight before him is a memorable one.

There, in the middle of the room, stood Crusher holding a cookie tray that had arrows sticking out of it. The cabinet to his left has a small icicle imbedded in it, and against the wall stood Lian, a bow in her hand, and next to her is Isabelle, arms encased with ice.

If Crusher hadn't been an assassin for years, he'd be dead.

"What is going on in here?!" Joar growls.

"Papa it was the Eye Eater!"

"Yeah Jo, he was comin for us!"

"They nearly took my damn head off!"

"My eyes are pretty mommy says, I don't want them to get eated Papa!"

"Eat or be eaten Jo!"

"I just wanted a damn sandwich!"

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!" Joar shouts.

"I was making a sandwich when they came in and started shooting at me!" Crusher exclaims.

Joar looks to the girls expectantly.

"Welllll, so Eyesaac had only one eye and I told iz that the Eyeball Eater ate it and that he eats people's eyes to scare her, but then we heard noises and we thought it was him so we came to stop him. But it was just grandpa. So well go back to bed now.." Lian takes Isabelle's hand and starts to make a break for their room.

"Hold it," Joar snaps, "so you got scared that there was a monster after your eyes. A monster that you made up to scare Isabelle?"

Lian nods.

"Belle had me convinced and there was a LOT of loud noises"

Joar looks to Crusher.

"I dropped the jelly. And the pans when I went to get the broom to sweep up the jelly. THEY are the ones who tried to kill me!"

Joar sighs.

"Apologize for almost killin your grandad,"

"Were sorry Grandpa Crock,'' the girls chorus sadly.

"Good now clean up this mess and go back to bed, and tomorrow well do something fun ok?"

The girls nod, and Crusher raises an eyebrow to him.

"Papa, can you help me get the popsicle out of the cabinet?"

This was going to be a LONG three weeks.

* Joar is only Isabelle's Grandpa not Lians
* They like to watch it to see if anyone their related to is getting arrested/ arresting someone

Short again: Don't kill me

I just got back from my vacation to L.A. last night, updates will be more frequent, i swear.

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