Mister Ed is Forgotten
Carol had spilled the beans to her mother and father. That much, Mister Ed knew from listening in on the extension. So far, Wilbur had remained mum, only typing out various baby names on his typewriter. Mister Ed knew Wilbur was going to keep quiet, Carol had told her mother that only the future grandparents were to know for now.
"If Wilbur's not going to tell me," Mister Ed said to himself, "I'm going to pretend not to know!"
Mister Ed had made himself thoroughly miserable, in every sense of the word, with worry and jealousy over the yet to be named baby. The fact that the Addisons were also having a baby made things worse . . . .
"Babies, babies, babies" Mister Ed sulked. "That's all I'm going to hear about for the rest of my life . . . ."
Mister Ed dozed off and began to dream.
He dreamt he was waken by the sound of several babies crying. He looked into Wilbur's office to see a nursery with five cribs and five babies. Five nurses were singing the babies five different lullabies and feeding the babies from five differently shaped bottles.
"Oh no," said Mister Ed.
Wilbur and Carol walked in.
"Aren't they adorable?" said Carol.
"Yes, aren't they!" said Wilbur.
"I'm so happy we decided to have five" said Carol.
"Nothing's too good for my wife" said Wilbur. "If the stork could bring the Dionne's Quintuplets, he can sure do the same for us!"
"They're so nice I wish there were twice as many!" said Carol.
"Why not!" said Wilbur. "I've already mailed an order to the stork for double Quintuplets! It's part of a get 5, get an additional 5 free."
"Oh, that's wonderful!" said Carol.
Mister Ed heard a loud flapping.
"Oh, oh" Mister Ed said, opening his window as he saw five gigantic storks land in the yard.
He looked into the office just in time to see the storks wheeling in five more cribs, with five more screaming babies. To make matters worse, five more nurses trooped in, removed five baby bottles from five little black bags, and began to sing five more lullabies.
"Won't the babies bother Mister Ed?" Carol asked Wilbur.
"Who's Mister Ed?" said Wilbur.
The years went by. Mister Ed grew a long white beard and his entire stall was covered in cobwebs.
"Maybe today Wilbur will remember me!" said the aged Mister Ed, as he shook off some cobwebs.
"Shoo" he snorted at a couple of spiders who were nestled in his beard. "Stupid Spiders" he grumbled.
Mister Ed opened the stall door leading into Wilbur's office. He gasped.
The ten babies were asleep in the ten cribs, beside ten rocking chairs holding ten sleeping nurses. The noise of the stall door woke everybody up. The ten babies began to cry, the ten nurses awoke, removed ten baby bottles from their ten little black bags, and began to sing ten lullabies.
"Who woke up my precious darlings?" said a much older Carol, as she entered the barn.
"What's wrong with the children?" added the aged Wilbur Post following her in.
"The horse must have done it," said Carol with a sigh.
"What horse?" asked Wilbur. "Oh that one? What's he doing here?"
"Why don't you get rid of that old plug!" said a young boy, also entering the room.
Mister Ed gasped. The boy was a miniature, more youthful Roger Addison, complete with mustache.
The original Addison also entered the barn.
"Roger Junior has the right idea!" sneered the older man
"Sell that fat clown to the circus" snarled the Roger Junior.
"No, he's much too old for the circus," said Wilbur, shaking his head.
"Or better yet . . . the glue factory" said old Addison.
"After all, he is disturbing the children," said Kay Addison, who suddenly appeared, scowling at Mister Ed with her arms crossed.
"He is nothing but another mouth to feed" said Carol.
"A very large and expensive one," Addison Senior chimed in.
"Wilbur!" Mister Ed begged, now crying. "Please don't send me away. I'll stay in my stall and let the spiders build webs on me!"
However, Wilbur didn't seem to hear a word Mister Ed said.
"That's a thought!" said Wilbur to Addison. "If you can find a glue factory that'll give me a good price, I'll gladly sell."