Ewwiekewwieikkie stared into the box containing the
multicored felinx while scratching the top of her head.
"Hmm. Is food? Is not food? I dunno..." she wondered, as
her yellow eyes widened and she looked down at the pet.
"Sort of looks like food," she said, as her attention
shifted to Melickielickie. "What you think?" she asked,
as she lowered her hand down to her jaw and considered
the proposition. She then reached down into the box and
picked the felinx up, which immediately began making
noise and trying to get away. "Oh! Is not food!" she
said, as it squirmed its way out of her grasp and took
refuge in the box. "So where is food?" she asked, as she
began impatiently tapping her food and looking about the
Melickielickie watched her sister bravely inspect the
creature in the box. Her eyes darted downward at it.
"It's a swamp monster!" She squeaked. Melickielickie had
accidently caught the end of a cheesy horror flick
featuring a swamp monster that Zara had been watching
while she was watching them. Now, everything unknown was
a 'swamp monster'. "No sissy! Don't!" She squeaked,
covering her eyes with her paws. "Ewwie! Nuuuuu!" It
took her thirty seconds to realize that her sister had
not been eaten. She inched her paws downward on her
face. "Swamp monster," she whispered as she headed
towards the kitchen. She beelined for the refrigerator,
which she opened up. "Empty?!" There were only foods
that needed to be cooked. Dramatically, she fell to her
knees. "*We go hungey, Ewwie*!"
Callista Nilar found herself spending additional time
at her auntie and uncle's. She marched through the door
from the outside. She was pushing a stroller with Bruce
inside of it ... only she had put him in a baby doll's
dress. Her feet wobbled inside of Sierra's high heels.
"Hello children." She said, trying to sound like an
adult. "Mommy's home!" She declared as she stepped out
of the shoes. She rubbed at her feet. "Owww..."
When Melickielickie opened the refridgerator door to
reveal nothing Ewwiekewiwikkie's lip began to quiver.
"N-n-no!" she squealed in a panic, before dramatically
raising her forearm to her forehead and collapsing onto
her behind on the kitchen floor. "I no want be hungy,"
she pouted, when suddenly Callista arrived with Bruce.
"Uh. You bring food?" she pleaded, as she climbed up
from the floor and began to scramble towards Callista
and the stroller. "Oh. Is Bruce. Bruce no food," she
concluded, before shaking her head. "We need to go on
the HoloNet and order food," she decided, before
encouraging both girls to follow her to the HoloNet
"Oooooo." Melickielickie remembered how HoloNet food
worked. "We need mommmeee bag." She reminded her sisters
in arms (or food). The smaller Squib went darting
upstairs. She quietly snuck through the hallway, gently
pushing her parent's door open. Her bright eyes took in
the bedroom. It seemed that the couple were taking a
nap. Sierra had been wiped out lately, as attributed to
being pregnant with twins. Melickielickie continued on,
grasping her mother's purse. She quickly darted out of
their bedroom, down the stairs, and directly towards her
sister. Of the many things Melickielickie did not know,
she knew what a credit card looked like. She found it
inside of Sierra's wallet. "*Make food appear*!" She
said, holding up the card.
"Nope. This is *my* baby." Callista told
Ewwiekewwieikkie. The more she heard talk of food, the
more hungry she became. "I'm hungry too..." She whined.
She followed Ewwie with the stroller. Bruce seemed
content, especially because he'd been watching the ducks
fuss over him outside. His chubby face lit up when he
saw Ewwiekewwieikkie. Callista looked down at him. "Say
'hi' to your sister!" Since the twins were saying a
couple words now, Callista wanted Bruce to talk too. The
sooner he could talk, the sooner she could involve him
in her tea parties. "Hiiii." She prompted again. Bruce
then repeated the word in the most quiet, gentle voice.
Ewwiekewwieikkie began shaking frantically when she
received the credit chit from Melickielickie. "Okay.
Auntie Mae's rib shack!" she said, before inserting the
credit chit into the holonet transceiver and bringing up
the menu. "All the food please," she said, as she began
pressing buttons until nearly 500 credits worth of ribs
and sides had been ordered. "The food is coming! Hurry
up! Hurry up!" she said, before she turned her attention
to Callista and Bruce. "What? What he say?" she asked,
as she scurried over the HoloNet and stuck her head into
the stroller until she got right into Bruce's face.
"Hi!" she said, perhaps a bit too loud.
The little boy laughed happily at his sister. He
reached his hands out. His little fingers brushed over
Ewwiekewwieikkie's face. As his excitement grew, he
began to kick his feet until he was free of his blanket.
Above him, Callista was trying again. "Say it! Say 'hi!'
Hi! Hi! Hi!" She looked at her friend. "Can he eat ice
cream yet? When's the food gonna be here? Melickie,
don't eat that!" She bent down, prying Bruce's little
bantha out of her mouth. She wiped it off on her dress.
"Good as new!" Bruce immediately mouthed the bantha. His
big, brown eyes watched his sister. "H-Hi!" He said
again. He didn't understand the meaning of the word. He
occasionally rambled, but otherwise he was fairly quiet.
"Hi!" He repeated.
Melickielickie moved on. She gnawed on the stroller
until she heard her little brother. She peeked her head
over the stroller, attempting to climb in alike to her
sister. "*He talkeded*!" Melickie screamed. "We tell
mommeee? We tell daddeee? We tell *everyone*!" Overly
excited, Melickielickie pushed the stroller towards the
holoprojector. She had seen her parents use it before,
but this would be the first time she used it. "Eeee!"
She pressed buttons until she called ...
Meham'ohorovi'cloca. "*Urgent news*!" She squeaked. This
was also something she had heard on the command ship. "Ewwie!
Aboard the command ship, Lieutenant
Meham'ohorovi'cloca was standing her watch on the bridge
when a priority message from the Rodney estate came
through. She expected it to be Major Rodney, or perhaps
even the Grand Moff himself, but when she saw it was a
quite excited Melickielickie all she did was silently
blink. "Urgent news? Is everything alright?" she asked,
devoid of any emotion, as she looked back at the young
Squib. Perhaps something was amiss, she considered, but
more information was needed. Unfortunately, she was
unsure of whether or not the young Squib would be
capable of delivering the needed information.
"Hi!" Ewwiekewwieikkie shouted at her baby brother,
while Melickielickie ran about the house excitedly.
"Here he comes!" she said to everyone as she reached
into the stroller and began moving towards
Melickielickie and the holoprojector. "He can talk! He
can talk! He can talk!" she sang, before sticking Bruce
onto the projector and trying to broadcast his limited
speech to everyone. But then there was a knock on the
door and her mouth flung open. "That can't be the ribs!"
she said, as she scrambled towards the door and opened
it. A parade of delivery people arrived carrying bag
after bag of ribs and sides for everyone.
Poor Bruce. He was still wearing a baby doll's dress.
His blonde hair was messy from Callista attempting to
put it into tiny piggy tails. He sat there, on the
projector, staring at Lieutenant Meham'ohorovi'cloca
with his bantha toy in one hand. Melickielickie had
disappeared too. The food delivery had swept both Squibs
away. Callista, who had claimed Bruce, stepped up to the
holoprojector. She smile at the Chiss officer, then
began talking to Bruce. "Say 'Hi' to the nice lady.
Hiiiiiii. Hiiiii!" The boy threw his bantha across the
holoprojector then spoke. "Hiiiii." He said it the exact
same way that Callista did. "Hiii hiii hiii hiiii!" He
rambled. "*You have to tell everyone*!" Callista had
never met Meham'ohorovi'cloca before. Undoubtedly, the
Chiss woman would be invited to a tea party before too
long. "You should come over and see! There's lots of
food!" Callista persuaded.