Introducing: My Friends.

**I shake out the contents of the soft doll holder.**

Squirtle: Ugh! Finally outta there.

Chubby Wubby: What was the big deal, keeping us all locked up in there?

Bullseye: Spike wouldn't quit pulling my tail.

Spike: That was so Michelle!

Michelle: Was not! Right, George?

George: Um...

Wally: Don't pull George into this. He had nothing to do with it.

Michelle: I bet he wants to be involved, just like everyone else! Right, George?

George: I....

Squirtle: I'm hungry.

Wally: Me too.

Squirtle: Wally, you're always hungry.

Wally: Am not!

Spike: Chubby Wubby, where's the end of my tail?

Chubby Wubby: You lost it. Like, two years ago.

Spike: I did?

Chubby Wubby: Don't you remember?

Spike: My tail's gone!

Bullseye: Only part of it.

Chubby Wubby: Guys, I think Spike suffers from brain damage.

Squirtle: What else is new?

Me: Guys, chill for a minute, okay?

All At Once:
CHILL OUT? MY TAIL IS GONE!
I swear, Spike's gone off the edge.
I'm gonna starve to death!
Me too!
Dude, where are we?
Ow!
I'm going to hide somewhere.

Me: People! Attention!

Squirtle: One, explain to us why we don't know where we are. Two, I'M HUNGRY.

Me: Shut up, Squirtle. We're in Alabama now.

Chubby Wubby: You told us that already.

Me: I did? Oh, okay. So you're pretty much all caught up, except my mom got married and now we live with three other kids.

Bullseye: Is the dog still here?

Me: Abby is. But Dad put Wylie into a shelter, without telling me.

Michelle: Aww.

Spike: I need a back rub.

Chubby Wubby: Spike, no one is going to give you a back rub.

Spike: Why not?

Chubby Wubby: You're covered in sharp thingies!

Spike: I am?

Chubby Wubby: Dude...

Me: What happened to Spike?

Spike: I was wondering that, too...

George: *mumbles*

Michelle: Shh! George wants to say something!

...

George: I forgot.

Me: Today is Groundhog Day.

Wally: OMG REALLY? This is so totally my favorite holiday.

Bullseye: Is Groundhog Day really a holiday?

Me: In France it is. Except it's called the Festival of Lights.

Squirtle: I think Wally's gay.

Michelle: That was mean, Squirtle.

Squirtle: What? That's just my opinion. And it's not like it's a BAD thing, right?

Michelle: Of course it's not. Wally can love whomever he chooses.

Squirtle: No he can't! I swear, dude, if you start hitting on me I'm going to punch you in the balls.

Spike: What balls...?

Wally: What was that, Spike?

Michelle: Whatever happened to Heart?

...

What?

Squirtle: We're not supposed to talk about her.

Michelle: Why not?

...

Wally: I'm still hungry.

Squirtle: God, me too. Aren't you going to take care of us???

Me: You're nourished with my love.

Chubby Wubby: Bull!

Me: Fine. Chinese sound good?

Wally: I prefer Thai.

Michelle: Yuck.

Squirtle: I don't care what it is. I'm ready to eat George right now.

George: O.O

Michelle: Why don't you just go eat your own shit?

Chubby Wubby: Hey, hey, now.

Spike: Who's George?

Chubby Wubby: That monkey over there.

Spike: Anybody know whatever happened to Tangerine?

Wally: I don't really care. She was a bitch.

Bullseye: =\

Squirtle: Wasn't she, Bullseye? I mean, you hated her.

Bullseye: I don't want to talk about it.

Michelle: Aww, hun. Come on, guys, leave him alone. Wish Heart were here. She could cheer him up.

Squirtle: *smacks Michelle*

Michelle: So totally OW.

Squirtle: Quit mentioning her.

Michelle: Well, you know she could. They were closer than peanut butter and jelly. I wonder why it didn't work out.

Bullseye: I'm gonna go lay down.

Squirtle: Michelle!!

Michelle: Bullseye, come back, I'm sorry.

Chubby Wubby: Michelle, just shut up. You're making things worse.

Me: Okay, Thai for Wally, Chinese for everybody else, and I also got a few cheeseburgers for those who are less adventurous.

Squirtle: FOOD!

Wally: That's Thai food?

Me: That's what you wanted.

Wally: Okay, two words: puke-inducing.

Me: What?

Wally: I thought Thai food was composed mainly of cupcakes.

Squirtle: Your mom!

Michelle: Someone pass the french fries.

Chubby Wubby: Magic word?

Michelle: Please.

Chubby Wubby: The other one.

Michelle: What? There is no other one.

Chubby Wubby: Yes there is.

Michelle: Gimme the french fries.

Chubby Wubby: Need the magic!

Michelle: I'll show you magic.

Chubby Wubby: Is that a threat or a promise?

Squirtle: Ugh, you guys, I'm trying to eat here.

Michelle: I'm sure we won't get in your way.

Me: Hungry, Bullseye?

Squirtle: He doesn't feel good.

Me: What's wrong with him?

Michelle: Broken heart.

Me: Oh. Heart?

Wally: Shh!

Me: Sorry.

Squirtle: Wally, this Thai stuff is amazing.

Wally: Anything goes when you're hungry, Squirtle.

Squirtle: Damn right.

Chubby Wubby: What the crap! This stuff is HOTT.

Squirtle: (laughing) He just tried the wasabi.

Michelle: Here, this'll help.

Chubby Wubby: *chews*

Wally: Don't, Chubby Wubby!

Chubby Wubby: *throws up*

Michelle, Squirtle, Spike: BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Wally: That was cruel.

Chubby Wubby: PEPPER?!? WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU GIVE ME HOT PEPPERS??

Michelle: I didn't.

Chubby Wubby: *lunges*

Me: Whatever happened to the days when we could eat together and not end up trying to kill each other?

Squirtle: I don't think those days existed.

Spike: This is good. What's it called?

Michelle: That would be a cheeseburger, hun.

Wally: Wow.

Me: Somebody give Bullseye a cheeseburger. I'm sure he's hungry.

Spike: I'll do it.

Chubby Wubby: Don't bug him, Spiky.

Spike: I won't. Here, Bullseye, Katie got you a cheeseburger.

Bullseye: Thanks, Spike.

Spike: It's extra cheesy.

Bullseye: So I see.

Spike: And it's all yours.....IF you come and eat with us.

Bullseye: I'd rather eat by myself right now.

Spike: Come on, man...being around other people lessens the pain.

Bullseye: And you would know.

Spike: Well, no. But we're all here for you, man, don't forget that.

Bullseye: Thanks again. See you later, Spike.

Spike: Bye.

Wally: Is he okay?

Spike: Nuh-uh. He wouldn't even come sit with us.

Squirtle: We're too good for him.

Spike: He really misses her, doesn't he...

Wally: I do, too. She was a good dinosaur.

Michelle: It's none of our business. Finish your food.

Squirtle: Yes, mommy.

Spike: I think we should try to help him.

Wally: How?

Spike: We should try to find her.

Squirtle: That's a good one.

Me: Spike, she's probably in a box in storage somewhere...either that or she got thrown away when my room was cleaned out.

Michelle: Didn't we see her after that?

Squirtle: I have no idea. Were we even friends with you back then?

Michelle: I-d-k.

Wally: I'm not hungry anymore.

Squirtle: Whatever, guys. She was just a girl. There's like, a bajillion other ones out there. We'll find someone else for the poor guy.

Spike: But what if she was his true love?

Squirtle: I don't believe in true love.

Wally: You won't until it happens...

Squirtle: Chea right.

Me: You guys should get into bed. It's late.

Chubby Wubby: What about Bullseye?

Me: Just leave him alone. He'll sleep wherever he wants.

*Everyone gets into bed*

Me: Michelle, you can have your own bed.

Michelle: Thank you. I'm so done with guys right now.

George: ):

Michelle: George, it's only tonight.

Squirtle: Come on, George, don't be such a pussy.

Wally: Squirtle!

George: It's alright.

Squirtle: See? I got him to talk.

Wally: You're magical.

Squirtle: I am.

Me: Good night, Squirtle, Wally, Spike, Chubby Wubby, Bullseye, George, Michelle.

Squirtle: Good night.

Chubby Wubby: Good night.

Michelle: Good night.

Wally: Good night.

Spike: Good night.

George: G'night.

Bullseye: Good night, Katie.

Me: See you in the morning. Feel better, Bullseye. I love you guys.

Squirtle: Love you more.

Me: =P