The Alien

"Here you go, Angelica," Didi said, brining her niece over a glass of lemonade.

"Thank you Aunt Didi," She said, tilting her sunglasses down to get a better look at her aunt. She was pretending to be on vacation and thus was reclining on a beach chair, enjoying the sun. She'd tried to get the babies to act as her servants but they really weren't interested and with Aunt Didi watching her she knew she couldn't bully them into doing it.

"Kids!" Chas called out, wheeling a cobbled together playhouse into the yard. "Look at what I made for you guys!"

The babies instantly abandoned their games and run to check out the play house, Chas taking a moment to explain it to them only to stop when the phone rang.

"Aunt Didi, I don't think I can fit in that playhouse." Angelica complained.

"That's because its just for the babies, sweetheart," Didi told her. Angelica pouted but Didi was quick to respond. "You're a little too old for that one… but maybe your Uncle Stu might make one for you and Susie…"

"Really?!" Angelica exclaimed, excited. "Just for the two of us?"

"Well, for now. When the babies are older then they could join in but this way you can have your playhouse and they can have theirs, like how Chas has his own house and I have mine."

"Oooooh!" Angelica said, instantly understand.

"Hey Chuckie!" Phil said. "You know what would be fun?"

"What?"

"If we sprayed you with a hose!"

Chuckie frowned. "That doesn't sound very fun."

"I think it sounds fun!" Lil said. "You'd be all wet and look silly!"

"Well I don't wanna be sprayed with a house!"

Phil and Lil shared a look. "Who said you got a choice?"

Chuckie gulped only for Tommy to move between the twins and his best friend. "Guys, that's enough."

"What's wrong Tommy?" Phil asked.

"We're just playing."

"No, you're acting like Angelic and picking on Chuckie and I'm tired of it! You two are always mean to him and callin' him names and whenever Angelica bullies him you go along with it. Well no more."

"Come on Tommy," Lil said, trying to win him over to their side.

"No!" Tommy declared, crawling into the playhouse. "Unless you are nice to Chuckie him and I won't plays with you anymore!"

"Well… fine!" Phil said in a huff. "We don't need you two anyway! Come on Lil!"

"Thanks Tommy," Chuckie said softly, getting into the playhouse.

"I'm sorry I didn't do it before, Chuckie. Phil and Lil are means to you a lot and that isn't nice. And if they are mean to my friend… then they aren't my friends no mores!"

~MC~MC~MC~

"BAH!"

The blond haired creator glared at the jellybean headed soul as it threw a rattle at him.

"I don't care if you wanted him to be an alien, its not happening." He pocketed the rattle. "And you aren't getting this back!"