Disclaimer: It's obscene. First full year without Phil of the Future being broadcasted. Ouch. Hurts almost as much as my not owning PotF.
•BEEP •
Mommy, are you there? I had a bad day. It started out good. I thought I even made a new friend. Guess I was wrong, again, Mommy. No, the children weren't mean today. Not really. But they didn't do what I told them to do, or rather, what not to do, they did. Two of them, anyway. A boy and a girl, but I got back at them, Mommy. I got even. They'll remember. They'll all remember, or I'll do it again. Someday, someday they'll all learn from it or it'll repeat itself over and over and over again. I'll call back later, Mommy. My mummies need me now.
•BEEP •
BEEP approaches its 100th chapter:
5
A/N: That poor museum curator, he looked like he really needed a tooku, Curtis. And those meddling kids? Not Phil and Keely this time, but Keely and her new camera operator, Owen, during his drooling over Keely phase. Wonder what the second season would have looked like if Via hadn't moved in to provide Owen someone else to obsess over, but had tried to give Phil competition for Keely Teslow's attention. No Wizrd, but he's taller. Maybe Keely should have run with her first idea and interviewed the curator's mommy to really understand the history of the man and his mummy issues?