"Ahh!" The scream ricochet off the wall and echoed through the house. Harry and Barbra ran upstairs to find out what was wrong and they found Carol in an electric chair. Her hair was sticking up andwas very frizzy. "Carol! What happened to you?" Harry asked.

"Yea, you look awful." Barbra laughed, seeing as her sister was alright from the looks of it.

"Barbra!" Harry yelled.

"Hello, Daddy." Carol was trembling. "Wednesday and Pugsley asked me to play a game with them. And, being the generous person I am, told them I would. I thought they were just deprived of normal, social activities. So, they told me to come into my bedroom and then they put me in this chair. And Wednesday pressed this button and the chair got warm. I asked her, 'Child, what are you doing?' And she told me it was warming up. And I asked why and she said, 'so it can kill you'." Carol was still shaky.

"Carol, sweetie, let's get you down." Harry unstrapped her from the chair.

"Hey, Carol!" Pugsley called and came into the bedroom. "Do you want to play russian roulette with us?"

"Can't you get Wednesday to do it? I thought it was a two-person game?" Carol asked, scared.

"Not the way we play it." Pugsley said.

"Hey, you know who's good with guns? My sister, Barbra. She's a cop." Carol smiled.

"Carol,-" Barbra warned.

"A cop who loves danger! She works undercover." Carol kept going.

"Great, come on, Barbra!" Pugsley then took her arm and pulled her out of the room, following Wednesday.

"Carol!" Barbra screamed. The doorbell rang and Morticia answered it, she knew she should have been resting but it was torture just sitting and doing nothing unless her husband was there. "Hello?" She answered. And at that moment, Maxine's jaw dropped to the floor. But Laverne just stood there, smiling and confident.

"See, Dr. Douglas. I told you." She said.

Maxine just kept staring.

"Please come in." Morticia stepped out of the way for them to enter. They sat on the couch and Morticia sat in the chair. "Would either of you ladies care for a cup of henbane tea? It takes magnificent with cyanide."

"No thanks, I'll pass." Laverne said.

Morticia turned to Maxine. "No thanks." Maxine said.

Morticia nodded. "So, Dr. Douglas? How is working with Harry?"

"Well, -" Maxine was cut off by a shocked Laverne.

"Dr. Douglas, she knows your name! How do you know her name?" Laverne asked Morticia.

"Oh, just an old trick I picked up years ago." Morticia responded.

"I see." Maxine said.

"Hi, I'm Laverne." Laverne waved. "I can tell you about working with Dr. Weston. Well, first of all, he's always late. And he don't like his cofee cold but if he's late, it ain't my fault. And I have to make all the decisions. The wall paper, what type of coffe, what restaurant he wants to eat at. But I can say, he is a damn good doctor."

"Has he ever lost a patient?" Morticia asked.

"No." Laverne said.

"What a pitty." Morticia shook her head while Laverne exchanged a look with Maxine. "Tell me about yoursleves." She said.

"Well, " Laverne began. "I was born in Hickory and we was a very large family. I could just go on and on and on about the stories I have from home. For example, there was this hog named Drouser. And every mornin'-"

"Laverne." Dr. Douglas warned. "She doesn't need to know."

"All I was gonna say is that everyone thought he was a sweet lil' pig until he ate somebody." Laverne said. "And the moral of the story was that looks can be decievin'."

"My, what a fascinating story." Morticia sounded very intrigued.

"Thank you. I'm also very pushy and I like to take control. And I had the sweetest little cat that ya ever did see." Laverne told her.

"General Lee?" Maxine asked. She then did an impression of the squinted eyed cat who looked very terrifying.

"Now, don't be disrespectful. Anyway, I have his kitten now. Looks just like him too." Laverne laughed.

"Well, you know my name. I'm a doctor." Maxine said.

"Ain't you gonna tell her anything else?" Laverne asked.

"No." Maxine shrugged.

"Well, " Morticia started. "I assume your here to see Harry?"

"Yes." Laverne paused. "Is it true that Barbra shot your car?"

Maxine rolled her eyes.

"Yes, " Morticia said. "However, she does have good aim."

"Where's your husband?" Maxine asked.

"Oh, he's with the children. They're playing Chinese Water Torture." Morticia explained. "They should be done in a few minutes."

"How do you determine who wins?" Laverne questioned.

"Well, they've devised this plan. The plan is, that they make up a password. And the one being tortured has to resist telling them the password for as long as they can. They time eachother and whomever resists the longest wins."

"Oh my Lord." Laverne was in shock.

Meanwhile, was in Harry's smalk home office, sitting at his desk, swords in hand. Harry soon walked in. He turned on the light and found Gomez, standing on his desk. "Ahh!" Harry screamed. "Gomez, what-"

Gomez tossed him the sword. "You seemed as though you needed a break from your troubles. Do you sword fight, Harry?"

"Not really!" Harry was very scared and dropped everything he was holding except the sword. Gomez lept down from the desk and began to sword fight with Harry. Harry was just trying to stop himsself from geetting killed but had no idea what he was doing.

"Not bad, old man!" Gomez laughed.

"Thanks, you know-" Harry was cut off, his jacket was ripped everywhere. It happened in merely two seconds. He looked at Gomez.

"Never let your gaurd down." Gomez told him. This went on for a few minutes when finally, Mortiicia walked in and stood at the doorway with Lavene and Maxine.

"Doctor!" Laverne was now in complete disbelief.

"Oh my God, Harry." Maxine eyed the fight.

"Gomez, darling!" Morticia called calmly as this was perfectly normal to her. Gomez was always swordfighting, and sometimes she'd do it with him. It was a great passtime. "These two ladies are here to see Harry."

Gomez nodded and Morticia eyed him seductivly. This was when Gomez used his sword to grab Harry's and had both swords around Harry's neck. His life in the hands of a stranger.

"Doctor!" Laverne shouted.

"Had enough?" Gomez asked.

"Yes!" Harry yelled. Gomez quickly lifted the swords up and through them to the ground, they landed on their tips, stuck in the floor.

"Oh, my, God." Laverne looked at Gomez. She thought he was crazy but she also thought he was sexy. "Woof." She accidentally spoke aloud.

"Well, Harry. I'll leave you alone with these two." He walked over to Morticia. "How are you feeling, carita?"

"Oh, fine, mon cher." Morticia replied as he kissed her hand. He got a bit carried away and began to kiss her up her arm and Laverne just stared. For a whole minute even after they were done kissing. After they walked out, Harry sat at the desk in front of Maxine and Laverne.

"Believe me now?" Harry asked.

"Yes." Maxine admitted.

"That man is wonderful." Laverne looked almost as if she were drooling.

"Well, thank you, Laverne, I-" Harry was cut off.

"Doctor, I am not talkin' about you. I am talkin' about that hunk who kicked your ass in that fight." Laverne said and stared at the door.

Harry sighed. "So, you wanted to see me?"

"Not anymore." A still lovesick Laverne said.

"Laverne!" Harry yelled.

"What?" Laverne turned back to Harry.

"Nevermind." Harry seemed very disoriented.

"Doctor, if you don't want these people in your house, they can stay with me." Laverne said eagerly.

"No, they're only going to be here for another four days." Harry responded.

"Oh." Laverne sighed and continued staring at the door.

"Will you stop drooling?" Maxine began to grow annoyed. "You look like a damn fool!"

"Your just mad because you got proven wrong!" Laverne yelled.

Harry had had enough. "You wanted to see me?" Harry repeated for the second time.

"No, we wanted to see of what you were tellin' us was true." Laverne told him.

"Laverne, I thought you believed me!" Harry threw his hands up.

"Well, I did but she didn't!" Laverne gestured towards Maxine.

"Are you saying that you two drove all the way out here to make sure I wasn't crazy?" Harry asked.

"Yes, doctor. And I think that's darn nice of us." Laverne told him.

"So, you didn't want to see me at all?" Harry asked,

"Not really." Maxine responded. She and Laverne then stared at Harry when he stood up.

"But we're seein' much more of ya than we needed to!" Laverne and Maxine laughed histarically. Harry looked down and came to the realization that his pants were slashed and had fallen down.

Just then, Drefyfus walked in and saw Harry. "Hey, Dreyf." Harry was ready to crawl into a hole and die. At this, Dreyfus backed out and ran down the hall, probabaly scarred until his next nap.

"Really, Harry?" Maxine asked. "Duck boxers?"

"Get out!" Harry yelled, embarassed.

Laverne and Maxine got up and walked to the doorway. But they were blocked by Wednesday and Pugsley, standing in the doorway. Wednesday was holding an apple and a crossbow. "Harry, catch!" She tossed the apple to a nervous Harry. "You know, " Wednesday said to Laverne. "In the movies, the pretty blonde is always the first to die." She then aimed the crossbow right at Laverne's head.

"Dr. Douglas, do somethin'!" Laverne screamed.

"Okay." Maxine said. "One, two, three, shoot."

And Wednesday shot the crossbow, missing Laverne's head by a hair but peircong the apple. She looked back at Laverne. "Life's not a movie. It's a gift that people let you keep for about ninety years."

Laverne, now shaking ran out followed by a walking Maxine. Laverne ran out he door but before she did, she noticed Gomez and Morticia sitting next to eachother on the couch. "You're wonderful!" She called to Gomez and was pushed out by Maxine.