If you've read this story consistently, then it's not secret that Lola hates her mom. But to spend a weekend with her might not be too pretty...

Weekend With Lisa

One afternoon, Lola and Melissa were sitting in Lola's backyard in beach chairs watching the kids play in the pool. Melissa picked up her US Magazine and started fanning herself. "It is so hot."

"Well it is summer time, in California," Lola pointed out.

"Ohh, did I show you my picture in here. I did a two page spread for Calvin Klein." Melissa flipped through the magazine until she found the pictures she was looking for then she handed it to Lola.

Lola looked at the pictures of Melissa in different Calvin Klein clothes and swimsuits. In one of them her long orange hair was flowing through the wind and in another she was posing in a swimsuit with a really hot guy. She looked strikingly gorgeous in each one of them. "How did Daffy feel about that one?" she asked pointing to the one with the hot guy.

Melissa laughed. "Oh he bitched me out for a few hours then forgot all about it and watched the football game."

Lola laughed. "I wish I was beautiful enough to be a model."

"Girl please, you definitely are gorgeous. Remember that photo shoot I took you to a few years ago?"

Lola nodded. A few years ago Lola had no idea what to get Bugs for his birthday and Melissa said she get a whole bunch of photos taken professionally and make a calendar out of them. A few of those pictures were very sexual and she felt like a porn star having people take those pictures for her, but in the end she looked beautiful in each one.

"You were beautiful in those and you still are."

"Lo, phone for you!" Bugs called from up on the balcony.

"Can you bring it down here?"

"Can you come up here and get it?"

"Can we meet in the middle?

"Sure." They headed towards each other and ended up in the middle of the backyard. He kissed her forehead. "It's your mother."

Lola sighed. "Couldn't you have just told her I wasn't here?" Bugs laughed and kissed her again then went back inside. "Hello?"

"Hello Lola, how are you?"

"I'm fine. How are you?"

"Fine as well. I have a favor to ask you."

Lola went back over and sat next to Melissa. She didn't like the sound of "favor". "What kind of favor?"

"Can I stay over your house next weekend? The heat is broken in my house and they won't be able to come fix it until Sunday."

A look of horror crossed over her face. "You mean like, you…in my house….for a whole weekend?"

"That's what I just said isn't it? Listen for once in your life."

"What about Tyler?"

He and Angie are on a vacation in Las Vegas."

"Brandon?"

"He's getting his house painted."

"Miranda?" she said desperately.

"Her and Max are in Florida visiting Max's parents."

"Mom can't you just…wait, Max is from Florida?"

"Yes, he never told you that?"

"No. Anyway, can't you just stay at a hotel or something?"

"Lola Bunny I am your mother. I raised you, the least you can do is let me stay over for a mere two days!"

Lola sighed. "Alright, alright, fine. I'll have to ask Bugs though, it's his house too."

"Okay, call me later and tell me what he says."

"Okay. Bye."

"Bye."

Lola hung up the phone and took an annoyed sip of her lemonade.

"Honestly, what exactly do you have against your mother?" Melissa asked.

"Where do I begin, she's been trying to break Bugs and I up since day one, she never accepts nor appreciates anything I do, she's always favored Miranda, and she has got to be the most critical and stubborn woman on the planet!"

"But she did go out of her way to babysit your kids all those years, right?"

Lola rolled her eyes. "Yeah, so?"

"You can a be the least bit appreciative, right?"

Lola crossed her arms. "She does all the bad things and everyone jumps on me like I'm the bad guy."

"I never said that. But maybe you can be a little bit tolerable while she's over here so she'll have less of a reason to criticize you."

Lola thought about it then agreed. Melissa was right. If she acted like the good girl, then Lisa will have no reason to annoy her and maybe the weekend would go smoothly.

Lola rolled over in her sleep on Bugs' chest. The two of them were sleeping soundly. Neither of them heard the door open.

Bugs felt something poke his cheek. He flinched but otherwise didn't do anything else. Lola felt something poke her cheek as well. Then Bugs felt something blowing in his ear making it twitch. All of this was starting to disturb his dreams. Lola felt something poke her cheek again. She pushed it away. "Stop it."

"Mommy? Daddy? Wake up."

Bugs and Lola jumped as they felt something yanking their ears. "AH!" They saw Kristy on top of them laughing. Bugs rubbed his eyes. "You don't have any respect for people who like to sleep in the mornings, do you?"

"When are you gonna make breakfast?" Kristy asked.

"You're old enough to make your own breakfast, let us sleep," Lola said.

"But you guys make better pancakes than I do. And no one makes those omelets like you do dad, they're like heaven on a plate."

Bugs shook his head. "That's not gonna work."

She pouted and gave them an innocent look.

They sighed. "Okay, okay, we'll make you breakfast," Lola said. "Is your brother awake?"

Kristy laughed. "Of course not."

"Alright, let us get dressed and we'll make you your breakfast,' Bugs said.

"Okey dokey artichokey." She jumped off their bed, did a ballerina turn, and was out the door.

A few minutes later Lola was downstairs making breakfast and she heard the doorbell ring. She was about to get it but Kristy answered it instead. "Hi grandma," Lola heard her say.

"Hi hon, where's your mother?"

"In the kitchen. She's making breakfast."

They came into the kitchen. "Good morning Lola."

"Good morning mother." She cut up Kristy's pancakes and handed the plate to her. "Bon appetite my dear," she said.

"Thanks mom."

Lisa looked Lola up and down. Her hair was a mess and she was wearing baggy sweat pants and her Callers jersey. "Goodness Lola, you could at least attempt to look more presentable when you have company over."

Lola glared at her. "I just woke up."

"Where's your son?"

"Still sleeping," Kristy answered for her. "Either that or watching Family Guy or something."

"You let him watch Adult Swim, that inappropriate channel," Lisa said to Lola.

"Mom, he's fifteen, I think he knows by now that it's not meant to be taken seriously."

"Has he decided what school he's going to be going to when he graduates?" Lisa asked.

Lola looked into the cup of coffee she's just made. "He's trying to go to University of California since Bugs went there." She didn't like to think of her children leaving. They were growing up and it would only be a matter of time before her babies were gone and out in the world.

Suddenly Jacob came into the kitchen. "Good morning mom. What's for breakfast?"

"Pancakes. Say hi to your grandma."

"Hi grandma, I didn't see you there."

"Nice to see you Jake."

Lola put a plate on the table for him. "Thanks mom."

Bugs came in wearing his red robe and some blue sweat pants. "Hi Lisa." He hugged both of his children and then went over to Lola and put his arms around her. "Did you make me breakfast?"

Lola rolled her eyes. "Is that all you have to say to me?"

Bugs chuckled then kissed her. "I love you."

"Whatever." She handed him his breakfast. "Enjoy."

"Thanks love."

After breakfast Bugs and Lola went into the living room to watch Dr. Oz while talking to Lisa. Soon Jacob came in fully dressed. "I'm going to Cassie's house."

"No you're not," Lola said.

"Why not?" his voice cracked when he said it.

Lola giggled. "What was that?"

"Sounds like someone's voice is changing," Bugs said.

Jacob glared at them. "Why can't I go."

"Because your room is a mess. Go clean up and then you can go," Bugs said.

Jacob sighed. "Okay." Then he went back upstairs.

"At least you do discipline them," Lisa said.

"Mom, as much as you hate to admit it, you know we're good parents so don't even try to hide it," Lola said.

"I never said you weren't. Although you could use some work."

"What have we been doing wrong Lisa?" Bugs asked sarcastically.

"Well for one thing Lola's not a good female influence on Kristy. Look at you, you look like you just come out of a twister."

"Kristy and I are two completely different people mom. She may look like me but she dresses and acts completely different than I do," Lola said.

"That's a good thing that she didn't turn out like you did, rude and completely unladylike. I'm still trying to figure out what you see in her Bugs."

"I don't think she's rude, she's a bit unladylike sometimes but I don't want to be married to some Barbie," Bugs said.

Lola laughed at that and kissed his cheek. "If I had turned out like you wanted me to turn out Bugs wouldn't love me the same way mom."

Lisa waved her hand. "Oh please, I still think he's way out of your league Lola. But stay with him all you want, I don't care…"

Bugs and Lola gasped. "You don't care anymore Lisa?" Bugs said.

"What are you talking about? Of course I care! Personally I think Loa should have married the man she dated before she met you. He was quite the gentleman and he wasn't too old for her like you are. What I meant was I don't care enough to break you up anymore. It's much too fun criticizing you and if I did break you up the fun would be over."

Lola raised her eyebrow. "So this is all just a big game to you or something?"

"Not necessarily, I wouldn't put it that way."

A few minutes later Jacob came back downstairs. "I'm finished."

"You didn't just stuff everything in your closet did you?" Bugs asked.

Jacob shook his head unconvincingly. "No…"

Bugs stood up. "We'll see about that. I'll be right back ladies." He went upstairs with Jacob.

By the next day Lola was about ready to tear her hair out. Lisa was being more annoying than usual. She was trying to take Melissa's advice and be the good girl but she couldn't help snapping at her mother every now and then. She would be leaving the next morning and honestly that morning couldn't come fast enough.

That afternoon, Kristy was playing the piano and Lisa was listening to her. Lola was downstairs playing Mortal Combat. Soon Lisa came downstairs with her. "Your daughter is quite talented. You should have learned to play like that."

"Well I didn't," Lola said. She just killed her opponent. "Ha! In your face bitch!"

"Young lady, what have I told you about that language?" Lisa scolded.

"I'm an adult; I can say what I want."

"Where's your husband?" Lisa said taking a seat on the couch.

"He's at the office. I'm sure what he's doing today. He's probably started editing his movie."

"At least he keeps himself busy. Here you are sitting in front of the TV playing these violent games." She looked at the flat screen and saw the character Lola was playing as stab her opponent in the chest.

"I keep myself busy; I just don't have anything planned for today."

"I'm sure."

Lola glared at her. "Why must you always insult me? I've been trying my hardest to be nice to you but I can't take it anymore! That's why I didn't want you over here, you never have one good thing to say about me or Bugs and I'm tired of it!"

"Well it's not like you're very easy to live with either Lola. I don't know how he puts up with you."

"He isn't constantly insulting and criticizing everything I do. That's why I love him! You know, before I got married you apologized for acting this way. But you didn't really mean it. You just said that as an excuse to say you've apologized before."

Lisa was silent for a moment. "Lola, I'm sorry."

Lola rolled her eyes and snorted. "Sure you are."

"No really. You're right. It's not right of me to do that to you. I know it makes you feel bad."

"And you want me to accept this apology, right?" Lola said not looking at her.

"I would appreciate it if you did. I don't mean to be so rude to you, I really do love you."

Lola sighed and looked at her. She was bold enough to apologize; maybe she really did mean it. "Okay mom." She reached out and hugged her. "Do you want me to teach you how to play?"

Lisa was surprised by the offer. "Um, I don't know Lola. You know I don't play video games, I don't even know how to work the controller…"

Lola went over and got the other controller out of the cabinet. "It's never too late to learn."

The next day Lisa was about to leave. Bugs had taken her stuff out to her car and they were saying good bye to her.

She gave Lola a hug. "I'll see you soon dear. I'll have to come back and play that game again…what was it called?"

"Mortal Combat," Lola replied.

"Right, of course. See you all when I see you." She went out to her car and Bugs closed the door behind her.

Bugs looked at Lola. "I can't believe you got her to play Mortal Combat."

Lola laughed. "She also played Call of Duty."

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