Road Trip:Time To Talk

"So let me get this straight." Livvie said as soon as Karen and the others explained what happened at Circus Circus. "You got out for one clone, and come back with two. The other is a duplicate of a actor I don't know, cause in real life I might have died before he became famous." Chea waved her hand. "And Cheas rich."
"Fifty large." Chea said.
"I dont know what that means." Livvie sighed.
"Fifty grand." Chea interpreted.
"Okay." Livvie said. "There are five of us now, so there will be no room in the car. One of us has to go back home but we are nowhere near the new Manor."
"Problem solved." Karen said. "We can send someone back via the Time Gadget. We're pretty sure we can do it."
"What happens if it doesnt?" Jack asked.
"Someone rides in the trunk." Chea said looking pointedly at Jack.
"I don't like small confined spaces." Jack said visibly gulping. "Unless you count elevators."
Chea plugged her ears. "La lala lala not listening."
"Don't tell me, this Jack is sort of a rapscallion?" Livvie asked.
"Hey don't blame me, I'm a creature of life and enjoy all of its pleasures." Jack said.
"There is something to be said of moderation." Livvie said. "Too much of a good thing."
"I've yet to run into that." Jack said sitting down next to Livvie on vibrating bed. It shook lightly as he did. "Maybe you can help me out there."
"In my time, it was impolite to be so....so forward." Livvie said popping off her bed. "A gentleman courted a ladies favor and then proceeded to get the approval of the ladies parents or guardian...."
"Look honey, this is all starting to read like bad Jane Austin. I get the feeling nothing is gonna happen with any of you three." Jack smiled wickedly.
The three girls collectively rolled their eyes and turned around. They spotted Catfish fixing the tv set.
"Wow, hidden talent!" Catfish said proudly as he clocked it on. "Not bad, right Mommy?"
"Right." Chea said. She awkwardly patted him on the head. "Conference, bathroom."

In the bathroom Karen sat on the seat while Livvie stood near the door. It was partially open so they could keep an eye on their new "friends".
"We have enough power in the portable gadget to send one person back to the manor. Then we have to leave and go to Minnesota. Brianna seems to think that the other clone might be shopping." Karen said.
"And what better place to shop than a big-ass mall?" Chea said with a smile.
"Seems to be good strategy so far, but there are numerous malls in the US." Livvie said. "It could be a very long search.

A loud yelp sound was held from the bedroom area. Alarmed the three girls looked at each other and left the bathroom quickly. What they saw as they went into the bathroom was surprising.

Catfish had managed to give Jack an atomic wedgie. Livvie chortled upon seeing this.
"My god." Livvie said laughing. "Does that hurt as much as it looks?"
"Very." Jack said with a squeaky voice.
"I think we have a more clear idea of who to send back." Karen said as an aside to Chea as Catfish helped Jack out of his underwear predictament. "I think its like I said before, its easier to keep an eye on a pervy guy than a 30 year old man child."
"Agreed." Chea said. Livvie nodded, still trying to recover from her bought with laughter.
"I get the feeling Jack would agree as well." Livvie nodded. "Thats going to leave a mark."
Chea brought out the gadget. She playfully went between the two guys. "Eeny meany miney mo, catch a clone by the toe, if he hollers let him go, eeeny meeny miney mo." She hit the large red button on the gadget as she pointed it at Catfish. Jack, still rubbing some sore areas, looked around.
"All right where did he go?" Jack questioned.
"We sent him back to the manor." Chea said. "Our temporary home in this world."
"Ah, eh ok." Jack said. "We lost the weirdo. Now I don't have to share." He said with a sleazy smile.
"Not if we can help it." Chea said revealing a roll of duct tape from behind her back. An alarmed look crossed his face.

With Jack temporarily silenced in the back of the caddy, the girls paid for their hotel room and left Las Vegas.
"I get the feeling we forgot something." Karen said.
"Nah." Chea said. "We can get the soap at the next hotel. I think there was hair on this one. At least I think it was hair."

Brianna awoke with a start. A clunking sound came from within the manor. She had fallen asleep after her visitors had left. She got up and walked around her living room, looking for the source of the sound. After a minute or so she found the source. A seemingly thirty year old man was in the middle of what she had already dubbed the "Pee Wee Herman" room. He looked around supremely puzzled.
"Mommy?" He whined. "I'm sorry I gave Jack a wedgie. Can I go back now?"
Brianna grabbed at something in the dark and held it in her hands. She walked into the room and flicked the light. "All right! Who are you?" Brianna demanded. "I am very dangerous..." She looked at her hands and what she was holding. "...with these bunny slippers..." She paused.
"I'm sorry for scaring you." He said. "My name is Catfish."
"Catfish?" Brianna questioned. The man nodded.
"My mommy gave me that name." He said with pride. "Uh huh and just who is your mommy?" Brianna asked while wondering why anyone would call anyone "mommy" at that age.
"The short one. Chea?" Catfish said thinking hard. "There were three of them and I get easily confused."
"Chea eh?" Brianna nodded. She took Catfish by the arm and dragged him out of the room. "I suppose this means thats your room."
"I know, I love it." Catfish smiled. "Where are we going?"
Brianna went to the phone. "Mommys got a lot of explaining to do." She said picking it up. She dialed the number and got a "out of area" jingle. "Darn it. Well I guess we have to do this in the morning. I'm going back to bed."
"What about me?" Catfish said.
"Go to your room and don't bug anyone, most of all me, I like to sleep in." Brianna said rubbing her eyes.
"Go to my room! Go to my room! Ok!" Catfish said jumping up and down. He turned and ran back to his room and shut the door."
"Wonderful." Brianna moaned. "Never a dull moment!"

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