Post by American Marten on Jul 23, 2011 19:07:07 GMT -5
All right, this is a fic about Melanie, Stacey, and Rebecca inviting the weasels out to dinner. Enjoy.
Note: Toon Patrol (c) Touchstone
Melanie Matheson, Stacey and Rebecca Blacktip (c) Me
Chapter 1
One morning, Stacey and Rebecca Blacktip were lying around their house, as usual, only they were even more bored than ever.
Rebecca: Well, Stacey, whaddya wanna do?
Stacey: How about we invite Melanie and the Toon Patrol to go out to eat with us tomorrow night?
Rebecca: Sure! I'll phone them up right now! But where do you want to eat?
Stacey: How about Luigi's over on 8th Street?
Rebecca: Okay, sure. Sounds a little expensive, but I can deal with it. However, I'll advise everyone that they should bring at least two dollars in case I have to spend more. Then I'll pay them back the next day.
Rebecca phoned up Melanie first, but there was no answer.
Answering Machine: Hello, you've reached Melanie Matheson. Unfortunately, I am unavailable to take your call, so please leave a message. Thank you. *beep*
Rebecca: Hey, Melanie, this is Rebecca. I was wondering if you wanted to meet me, Stacey, and the Toon Patrol at Luigi's Italian Restaurant on 8th Street tomorrow night. Think you can make it? I'd also advise you to bring at least two dollars in case I need some extra money to spend when the check comes; don't worry, cause I promise to pay you back the next day if I need that money. Talk to you later.
Then it was Stacey's job to call the weasels. Smart Ass answered the phone.
Smart Ass: 'Ello, Toon Patrol.
Stacey: H-hello?
Smart Ass: Well whaddya want?
Stacey: This is Stacey Blacktip and...
Smart Ass: WHEEZY! It's a Blacktip gal! *to Stacey* Could you hold on for a moment?
Wheezy got hold of the phone.
Wheezy: Rebecca, is that you?
Stacey: No, this is Stacey. Rebecca and I were wondering if you and the other weasels could meet up with us and Melanie Matheson at Luigi's Italian Restaurant on 8th Street tomorrow night.
Wheezy: Sure. Lemme check with the boss. *to Smart Ass* Hey, boss! Can we all go to Luigi's tomorrow night? *hack*
Smart Ass: Aright, sure. Just as long as the check ain't too expensive.
Wheezy: *back to Stacey* The boss says yes.
Stacey: Good, and Rebecca advises each of you weasels to bring at least two dollars in case the bill is too expensive, cause she's paying.
Wheezy: All right; see ya tomorrow.
Stacey: Okay, bye.
To be continued...
Note: Toon Patrol (c) Touchstone
Melanie Matheson, Stacey and Rebecca Blacktip (c) Me
Chapter 1
One morning, Stacey and Rebecca Blacktip were lying around their house, as usual, only they were even more bored than ever.
Rebecca: Well, Stacey, whaddya wanna do?
Stacey: How about we invite Melanie and the Toon Patrol to go out to eat with us tomorrow night?
Rebecca: Sure! I'll phone them up right now! But where do you want to eat?
Stacey: How about Luigi's over on 8th Street?
Rebecca: Okay, sure. Sounds a little expensive, but I can deal with it. However, I'll advise everyone that they should bring at least two dollars in case I have to spend more. Then I'll pay them back the next day.
Rebecca phoned up Melanie first, but there was no answer.
Answering Machine: Hello, you've reached Melanie Matheson. Unfortunately, I am unavailable to take your call, so please leave a message. Thank you. *beep*
Rebecca: Hey, Melanie, this is Rebecca. I was wondering if you wanted to meet me, Stacey, and the Toon Patrol at Luigi's Italian Restaurant on 8th Street tomorrow night. Think you can make it? I'd also advise you to bring at least two dollars in case I need some extra money to spend when the check comes; don't worry, cause I promise to pay you back the next day if I need that money. Talk to you later.
Then it was Stacey's job to call the weasels. Smart Ass answered the phone.
Smart Ass: 'Ello, Toon Patrol.
Stacey: H-hello?
Smart Ass: Well whaddya want?
Stacey: This is Stacey Blacktip and...
Smart Ass: WHEEZY! It's a Blacktip gal! *to Stacey* Could you hold on for a moment?
Wheezy got hold of the phone.
Wheezy: Rebecca, is that you?
Stacey: No, this is Stacey. Rebecca and I were wondering if you and the other weasels could meet up with us and Melanie Matheson at Luigi's Italian Restaurant on 8th Street tomorrow night.
Wheezy: Sure. Lemme check with the boss. *to Smart Ass* Hey, boss! Can we all go to Luigi's tomorrow night? *hack*
Smart Ass: Aright, sure. Just as long as the check ain't too expensive.
Wheezy: *back to Stacey* The boss says yes.
Stacey: Good, and Rebecca advises each of you weasels to bring at least two dollars in case the bill is too expensive, cause she's paying.
Wheezy: All right; see ya tomorrow.
Stacey: Okay, bye.
To be continued...