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Stephanie and Amber got to the house and walked to the living room, just in time to find Audrey gesturing like crazy, regaling Priscilla with the story of their bear encounter; a sandwich in one hand and a strawberry wine cooler in the other.
"You got brass balls, Campbell." Priscilla said, adjusting her backwards baseball cap before blowing a huge pink bubble with her gum.
"Hey, PJ." Stephanie blushed.
"Like, shoes off the couch, delinquent! It's Corinthian leather!" Amber snapped.
"More like queerinthian pleather..." Priscilla mumbled to herself, popping her bubble as she jumped off the couch. "Be snootier, Hooters." she shot back.
At that moment, a small kid in an Optimus Prime voice changer helmet, ran toward them from the hallway to the left and slid across the floor in his white socks, stopping right in front of Stephanie.
"One thall thtand, one thall fall!" he raised his toy blaster at her.
"Why throw away your life so recklessly, little dude?!" Stephanie said in her best Megatron impression, not missing a beat. She grabbed the little boy, tossed him on the couch and started tickling him.
"Ahahahaha-- I thurrender! I thurrender!" the kid took off his helmet and sat upright, panting as he wiped his forehead.
"What's up, Mikey?" Stephanie ruffled his thick blond hair. "Good to see your sister hasn't cooked you alive, yet." she smiled.
"As if!" Amber scoffed. "Little creep probably tastes like fermented snot or some junk."
"Hey Thteph, I got a new game for my Nintendo! It'th 'Major Rager II: Emperor Krok Thtriketh Back'! Wanna thee?!" Mikey tugged at her sleeve; his eyes bright with excitement.
"Steph! Could you please come here a second? I need some help with... a thing!" Tiffany called from the bathroom.
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>Check out Mikey's new game.
>See what Tiffany wants.
>Dude, call dad, already!
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