Brother and sister watched as Siouxsie whisked Fable out of the room. Ashley kneeled down in front of Cheryl. Ash tapped a box in his shirt pocket and winked at Cheryl. "I got it right here," he said. He produced a small box from his shirt pocket and opened it. Ashley tilted the box to show Cheryl that it contained a silver pendant on a silver chain. Cheryl smiled and Ash was pleased with her response. After all, this was for Siouxsie's first mother's day. "I knew you'd like it," he smiled. "I know Siouxsie doesn't look it but she really is a terrific mom." Ashley quickly placed the lid back on the box and slipped it back into his shirt pocket. Just in time too, Siouxsie walked back in with a cooing Fable. "I think someone wants her daddy," cooed Siouxsie, handing the baby to Ash. "I think a certain daddy wants his princess," he cooed, cradling her in his arms. Siouxsie Williams smiled at her husband. "I'm gonna check dinner." Ashley watched as his wife disappeared into the kitchen before he turned to his sister. "You better get washed up," Ash said, heading towards the kitchen. "I'll see ya in there." He winked at his sister as he followed his wife into the kitchen. Ashley entered the kitchen to see Shelly near the blender. It was busy screaming, mixing a drink for her. She shut it off and carried it to the dining room. Probably for Scott. *** Shelly joined the others who were now seated at the dinner table, Ash sitting at the head and Scott at the other head. She served the mixture to the entire table and took a seat between her boyfriend and Siouxsie. "Dead bodies in the cellar, dead bodies in the cellar..." chanted Scott as he glanced at Siouxsie. She worked as mortician. In Siouxsie's spare time, she wrote zombie stories while Night of the Living Dead played. "They are coming for you, Mrs. Williams! They are coming for you!" Cheryl smacked Scott's arm and glared up at him. "Will you stop it?" "Scott, shut the hell up, will ya?" growled Siouxsie. Scott turned to Siouxsie. "Will you relax, Mrs. Williams? I'm just kidding around. You need to get laid. Ashley, fuck-" He stopped talking as soon as he heard the trickling of water and a cold sensation took over his crotch. Scott turned to see Cheryl as she finished pouring a glass of water into his lap. The others laughed. It was a real riot to the others. Scott was silent for a moment, then he began to chuckle to himself. Mr. Williams stood up, his drink raised into the air. "I'd like to make a toast for all here this evening. Thank you for joining Mrs. Williams and I for a late Mother's Day celebration. As a greek friend of mine once said, "Nis-hat-nis-fert-dis-ruben-tu-tar-im." "Which means?" asked Siouxsie. "Party down!" cried Scott, thrusting his fists into the air. The sudden burst of loud noise, caused Fable to scream. He lowered his arms when everyone else glared at him. "Fable is a wet blanket..." *** The five friends, with baby in tow trudged back to the living room, stuffed of warm food and cold drink. The trap door's nails had been ripped away and while still in tact, the hatch was wide open. They all stood silently in front of it, looking blank as to what could have done this. "What is this?" asked Ash, tucking Fable closer to his chest. Scott shoved his hands in his pockets and rocked back on his heels. "Whatever it is, it's still down there," he said. Cheryl wrapped her arms around herself and shivered. "I don't like cellars, let's close it up," she groaned. The last thing Cheryl wanted to do was to deal with the cellar. "It's probably just some animal." "An animal?!" laughed Scott as he double over. He wiped a tear away from his eye. "That's the stupidest thing I ever heard in my life. Jesus Christ." Scott grabbed a flashlight and peered into the hole. "Maybe it is just some animal," said Siouxsie, closing her leather jacket around her small frame. "Yeah, probably right. It's probably just some animal. Uh...Cheryl, why don't you make sure," said Scott, handing Cheryl the flashlight. She gave it back to him in a blink of an eye. "Scotty, I'm not going down there!" cried Cheryl, jumping back from the group and hole, hands up in the don't shoot stance. Because fuck that. Scott chuckled. "Okay, okay you cowards, I'll go." "Scotty don't. You're crazy if you go down there. Why don't you wait until morning?" asked Siouxsie. Scott did not take her warning. "If there is a rabid animal and you get rabies, I'm putting both of you miserable fucks down." "What melodrama! What courage! A kiss my brave hero," said Shelly, leaning forward, lips puckered. Scott met Shelly and kissed her. He clicked on the flashlight and descended into the hole by way of the narrow steps. They watched as he was swallowed up by the darkness. "I, your virgin queen eagerly await the precious moment when you will ascend!" "Virgin queen?! Hahahahaha!" laughed Scott. Shelly, Cheryl, Siouxsie and Ashley could not see him but they could hear him all right. "Hey Scott, see anything?" called Ash into the dark pit. He got no answer. Everyone held their breath. "Hey Scott! Scott!" "He's just kidding around," said Shelly, sucking in air. She was terrified. Only silence wafted up from the hole. Shelly looked up at Ashley. "Isn't he?" "Siouxsie Q, get me a flashlight," said Ash, handing his daughter to Cheryl. "Better yet, get a lantern." "Honey, what if something happened down there? You're going to leave me and Fable?" said Siouxsie, handing him the lantern, regardless. Ashley opened the kerosene valve and lit the wick. Ash kissed Siouxsie before descending into the dark pit.