Mail Day

*Doorbell rings* Mimi: Skeek, door! Skeek: I'm just getting out of the shower! Can you get it? Mimi: *grumble* She's so lazy... Mimi: Two packages for her today...*peeks at door* Skeek: Did I get anything? Mimi: Yeah. Skeek: A package or bills? Mimi: *rips open envelope* Skeek: Mimi? Mimi: It's my size! And my color! Mimi: It's almost as cute as I am! Mimi: Now for the big one. I hope it's a ball gown...or a pony. Mimi: The box is so big! I can hardly wait! Skeek: Mimi? Are you still there? Mimi: Hhhhmmmm, lots of bubble wrap. Skeek: Hello....? Mimi: A new wig! Mimi: It's kind of boyish, but I'm sure it'll look good on me. Skeek: *entering room* You opened my mail?! Mimi: *ignoring the outburst* The wig you got me is too short. Skeek: It's...what? Put that down, it's not yours. Open the other box.... Mimi: This box is big too! Is it a combination plasma screen TV, DVD recorder, cappuccino machine? Skeek: ...... o_O Mimi: It's bubble wrap. Skeek: *excited* Open it! Mimi: It's......more bubble wrap.... Skeek: Open it!! Mimi: This is getting old. Skeek: Open it. >_< Mimi: *EEEEE* He's perfect!!! How did you know?! Skeek: Know what? Mimi: Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!!! Skeek: Thank....you....? Mimi: My new wig is perfect on him!! Skeek: Mimi? Mimi: He's almost as adorable as me!! Skeek: Mimi? Mimi: He's going to love me! Skeek: Mimi, he's not yours. Mimi: So when will he have a body....? Skeek: *Sigh*