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Now with that said, don't get in an uproar about it, Alright?)\n\n**************************************************************\n\n-Prologue-\n\n\nWallaroo Blacke had problems. The kind that was either in his face, at his back, from \nevery direction, laying in wait, or just ready to go off like a time bomb.\n\nBut today, of any given day, his troubles would come in threes...\n\n##############################################################\n-Chapter One-\n“Do you remember…?”\n\n\nIt was a sunny and cool spring Friday morning on the planet of Arrebnac Commons, where everyone was getting ready for work.\n\nAlong with a certain flyer who was seeking a job that day.\n\n\"WALLY!\" Lovey called from the kitchen, holding her cell phone, covering the receiver.\n\nShe was 5' 10\", thanks to her being part Eastern Gray mixed in with Red kangaroo humanoid, both with prodigious height. Her body fur was shade of ivory-white, and her head-fur was as \npink as the inside of a conch shell. She was dressed as though she was ready for a job in the \nbusiness district, wearing a white blouse, a long tight navy-blue skirt with a matching suit coat \nthat outlined her generous hips and equally generous bosom. \n\nHer husband was dressing as fast as he could, trying his best not to keep his bride waiting \ntoo long. He arrived to the kitchen as fast as he could: He was a 5' 8\" kangaroo-like humanoid \nwith dark brown fur, and head fur that was like an Afro. His muzzle whiskers hung over his upper \nlip like a bushy, wild, and untrimmed moustache. He was clad in a dingy iron-gray T-shirt and \nslightly-faded blue jeans.\n\nLovey chuckled when Wally skidded in, and fell down on his butt. \n\n \"I'm surprised you got here so fast! I thought you'd be still asleep. I've got three girls \ncoming here from the local private school for their school project they're engaged in. Oh, by the \nway, Wally... Peggy Dustclaw is one of them. You DO remember Peggy, do you?\"\n\n How could he NOT forget her?\n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\nWally remembered Peggy from Earth: a black-tailed prairie dog, 8-and-a-half, 2'8\", tan fur, \nbrown eyes, and buck teeth peeking out under her upper lip. Her auburn-colored head-fur was coiffed in a pageboy hairdo, topped off with a big pink bow that matched her pink jumper with a long-sleeved blouse, frilled socks and pink Mary-Janes.\n\nPeggy had made friends with Marigold Pine's son, Zachary, during the blizzard that she and her \nmom, Penelope Dustclaw, were rescued from before it had hit really hard and intense. Penelope and her daughter had moved away to a neighborhood close by afterward, but when Wally had visited the area, Peggy had now became enamored with him instead, and begged him to come to a tea party she had prepared. \n\nIt was there, she introduced him to her two \"sons\", Ethan and Sawyer, two plush chipmunk dolls she had bought and \"adopted\" at a garage sale. \n\nOn that same day, Lovey and her tomboy sister, Pepper, had walked in and seen them playing \"House\" together with Wally as a semi-reluctant \"husband and father\" of sorts to the precocious little prairie dog girl and her dolls. \n\nWally was laughed into total embarrassment by Pepper, despite his act of kindness with spending his time with the little girl, but he made sure that she was not going to get the last laugh. \n\nBut some time later in the year, before Peggy started going to a private school on Arrebnac, an incident that involved and embroiled both herself and Wally, one which would scare anyone to near-heart attack proportions. \n\nEnough to make him stay away from Penelope and Peggy's home, no, the ENTIRE COMMUNITY on Earth until it had been completely forgotten...\n\nIf not forever.\n\n##############################################################################\n\n\n-Chapter Two-\n“Memories of a Babysitter”\n\nWally answered, \"Uhmmm... yeah, I remember Peggy and that tea party. And Ethan and Sawyer, too.\"\n\nLovey hugged Wallaroo and kissed his cheek, \"It's good to remember your friends! I was wondering why you didn't visit her lately. Did something come up to keep you away?\"\n\n\"Well,\" Wallaroo started to say. \"I paid Penelope and Peg a visit a couple of years ago, but...\"\n\n\"Oh my goodness!\" Lovey interrupted. \"I'm running late! Better tell me after work. Hopefully,\nI can get the full story from you then.\" \n\nBefore he knew it, his wife had dashed through the living room and out of the front door to the bus stop, leaving him quietly perplexed. He never had that chance to tell Lovey about why he had not made a return visit to Peggy's home. He wanted to tell her, but it would wait. \n\n“Why interrupt that job interview that she wanted and waited to for nearly six months?” he thought. \n\nAll he could do now was get a bowl of oatmeal for himself. He put some water in a bowl, threw into it a mixture of chopped cranberries, chopped dates, raisins, and chopped pecans, and gave the batch a good nuking, being mindful enough to remember about the water A-D-E when it came to any dried fruit:\n\n·Absorption- how much water is needed for the dried fruit to soften;\n\n·Displacement- how much water is needed to make sure that everything goes right;\n\n·Evaporation- how much water is lost in the cooking process.\n\nAs the microwave was going, Wallaroo measured out a small portion of steel-cut oatmeal; he\nhad gotten that type of oatmeal, mistaking it for the usual rolled oats. He poured the finely\nchopped oatmeal into the water the fruit sitting in, and let it set to soak up the water like tiny little sponges. As soon as he had done that, he took two slices of bread from its package, slapped on the corners and middle with a dab of butter on each, and set it aside before turning around to nuke the batch of oatmeal for three to five minutes. As he made his toast, he had some quiet consolation given about the coffee. Lovey made her coffee quite strong, but his coffee, when Wally had prepared it, had way too much of a bite from his heavy amount of coffee grounds, meaning it was way too strong for anyone, that is, except for Wally himself and anyone who were either night-owls, riding the \"red-eye\", or had a cast-iron stomach to gulp the high-octane, caffeine-loaded drink.\n\nAfter breakfast, Wally had settled down on the couch, and begun watching \"Marcus Wallaby, M.D.\", which came on before \"The Arf-vengers\". Halfway through \"The Arf-vengers\", he slowly began to drift off to sleep, remembering about that super-huge recliner chair in Penelope's living room...\n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n\"Mr. Wally... can I sit with you until mom comes back?\" \n\nWallaroo heard Peggy's words ring inside of his head. He had remembered scooting himself over \nto let the little prairie dog girl sit beside him in that gigantic recliner. As they waited for her mom to return from wherever she went to, Peggy and Wally watched cartoons, sometimes giving them the MST3K-treatment. It was an hour or more later when her mom came in, and saw her daughter, as well as her babysitter, slumped against each other, sleeping like college students after an all-night cramming for final exams.\n\n\"Looks like someone's finally had gotten her nap!\" Penelope said softly, chuckling as Wally awoke with a start. The roo looked down as the 8-year-old clutched him like a big teddy bear. \nHe smiled at the way the girl innocently hung onto him, as if HE were her father. \n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\nBut it wasn't that which scared him away to Arrebnac Commons ...\n\n##############################################################################\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n-Chapter Three-\n“A Big Kiss Hello”\n\nThe clock rang 1 pm. \n\nWally was already up to get ready for Lovey, Peggy, and whoever the prairie dog girl brought \nalong with her. \n\nHe started pacing the floor a bit, but stopped when he saw a dusty-grey SUV roll in at the\nfront of the house. Out of it came a stocky figure: a 4' 3\" pleasantly-plump red-headed prairie \ndog with big square-shaped glasses that highlighted her dark chocolate brown eyes, her hair was \nlike Peggy's, but much lighter, no thanks to the passage of time. She also wore a loose-fitting \nheather purple sweater, but it did very little to hide her 44F bosom, and a long grayish-purple \nskirt that came down to her boot-shod feet. Up the steps she came, followed by a knock on the door. \n\nPeggy's mother, Penelope Dustclaw, was at the door.\n\nThe moment Wallaroo had opened the door, she immediately hopped up and embraced him, her big motherly breasts pressing against his chest, rubbing and sliding against it under her sweater, thanks to the silky-soft brassiere that lovingly cradled those luscious mammary glands. But he was surprised even more so when the prairie dog lady pressed her lips to his in a big, love-filled kiss, as if she were greeting her long lost lover.\n\nThen Wally remembered: Prairie dogs always greeted their friends with kisses. \n\n\"Mrs. Dustclaw!\" the roo gasped as his ears blushed from that sudden reunion. \"How did you find me on Arrebnac Commons?!\"\n\n \"Well,\" Penelope blushed as she smiled, \"for starters, Lovey gave me the address. Secondly, I wanted to apologize for my nosy neighbors who not only acted like you were a SEX OFFENDER, but they started a riot as they were chasing you off! At the price of being safe, they made my life and Peggy's life miserable because of it. \n\n\"All because of that old nut job, Mr. Baines.\"\n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n Wally remembered that day, feeling like he was a fugitive, hunted down by a crazed bunch of people as they threw rocks, stones, and hateful words after him. Even though he escaped them, he still had bruises, wounds, and scars from that incident. \n\n And then there was the assault by the police that followed after...\n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n\nWally stepped aside and lead the motherly earth-burrower in to rest her feet in the living room.\n\n All the roo can say in reply was, \"It’s sad that prejudice warps the minds of those who embrace \nit. Even worse when someone on the outside eggs them on. All because of the way prairie dogs greet one another and their closest friends, and because someone they don‘t know visits. It wasn't your fault nor was it Peggy's.\n\n\"But still, I stayed away from that neighborhood regardless\", Wally said as he sat in his chair at the kitchen table. \"I certainly won't ask THEM for any apologies. Not that I'd GET any at all. No sense going back there anymore, even in an armored car, much less a Sherman tank.\"\n \n\"I know. Can't blame you about that, either. That, and how they behaved afterwards,\" Penelope finished. She sighed and shook her head. \"After that riot was sparked because of those so-called would-be protectors, I had Peggy checked in at the local clinic. The doctor had confirmed what I had thought, and gave her a stabilization hormone to keep her estrus in check until it had passed. After moving out, I had to straighten my place out, and your friend Marigold lent a paw in doing so. \n\n\"The crazy thing was Peggy was wanting to play 'House' with you again,\" Mrs. Dustclaw then said,\nchuckling as she thought about what happened before the riot. \"Except, I should have known from the start when Peggy took out that big dress that her Aunt Flora gave her three years before. My sister Flora assumed that Peggy was gonna be like how I was as a kid: FAT. But I kept the dress for alterations for a decent Sunday outfit, just to spite that stuck-up sister of mine.” \n\nPenelope laughed as she mused on that moment. \"What I didn't expect was Peggy taking one of my throw pillows, and stuffing it under her dress! She looked JUST LIKE how big I was at the time when I was pregnant with HER! She was big as a house, looking like she was ready to pop, but at half my height! To be honest with you, my belly stuck out like the front end of a submarine in those last two months! Peggy's pillow 'pregnancy' not only filled that dress out, it REALLY HAD made her look like she was ACTUALLY pregnant! With twins! My little one reminded me about myself at that time THAT much, dressed like so!.\" \n\nShe then smiled. \"Well, folks say that our kids are a reflection of ourselves!\"\n\nWallaroo finally spoke up and asked, \"Uhmmm... Why is Peggy coming here with her friends?\"\n\n\"Oh! Thank you for reminding me!\" Penelope exclaimed. \"She and her friends are involved in a class project.\"\n\n\"Uh... What kind of project?\" the mustachioed macropod queried.\n\n\"A cat named Deeta, a skunk named Violet, and herself volunteered to wear a Preg-Prop for a full week in their biology class\", Mrs. Dustclaw replied. \"They are going to be visiting today. Peggy just \nthought she'd get to play 'House' with you and her friends once again before the whole week was out.\"\n\nWallaroo had started sweating bullets after Penelope finished what she had to say.\n\nThe nightmare he thought he had escaped from once had begun anew. \n\nAGAIN.\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n\n-Chapter Four-\n“The Accused”\n\nFor Wallaroo, just remembering what had occurred four years ago was just plain terrifying. \n\nIt was as if he had been in the very shoes of Dr. Richard Kimble himself from both the movie and the TV show “The Fugitive” while hearing \"After Me\" by the rock group Saliva blaring in the stereo of his mind at the same time.\n\nAll because of a horrible crime that he had been ACCUSED of committing.\n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n Penelope had invited Wally back for another tea party at her house, and just had just dropped him off at her house before she went grocery shopping. She told Wally that he could earn some extra cash for raking the leaves in her back yard before the winter weather blew in. Peggy pouted about her friend having to do chores before that tea party could ever take place, even though it was in her mom's own living room. Still, she had prepared for him to finish his duties, ready to play \"House\" to her friend.\n\n \nIn the neighborhood, an old man was spending his time wandering about: He was 4' 6\", wore horn-rimmed glasses, an old fedora, and an old wrinkled suit. Though he was bent over from age, he acted as though he had earned all of the authority in his whole person that came with it, and was as spiteful as a gadfly to anyone to whom he had deemed worthless, even if they didn't rightfully deserve it. He was like Eustace T. Bagg from \"Courage the Cowardly Dog\", but in a different setting, and, just to top it all off, he also had a filthy mouth.\n\nAs soon as Penelope drove away, he saw Wally cleaning up the back yard, and started yelling at him, filling the air with obscenities.\n\n\"HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?! GET YOUR GOD-DAMNED ASS OUT OF THOSE PEOPLE'S BACK YARD, YOU LOUSY SON OF A BITCH!! GET OUT OF HERE!!\"\n\nWallaroo, irritated by the man screaming at him, started toward the house. Again, the old man started yelling and cursing his head off.\n\n\"HEY! WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?! GET AWAY FROM THOSE PEOPLE'S HOUSE, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!!\"\n\nWally was already inside, locked the door behind himself, headed into the bathroom while he was gathering his wits as he grabbed a bar of soap, and turned the hot water valve despite his own angry fuming. \n\n\"Peggy?\" he called. \"Who is that old man, and why is he yelling at me like that?!\"\n\n\"That's Mister Baines\", Peggy called back in reply. \"He's a really mean and nasty old man.\"\n\n\"I was told by your mom to clean up the backyard\", Wally said as he was washing his hands furiously. \"But how can I clean it up when that old fart is screaming at me like it were HIS YARD?\"\n\n\"Like I said, he's a meanie“, the girl answered outside the bathroom door.\n\n\"I was almost two steps away from punching him in the face so hard, he'd crap his false teeth 48 hours later!\" Wally snarled as he dried his hands, and took a few deep breaths to calm down enough to keep from blowing his own top. \"Sorry about that,\" the roo said, apologetically. \"I should not be angry around good friends, especially you, Peggy. And I shouldn't be saying things like that, too.\" \n\nWally stepped out of the bathroom, and saw Peggy: She was wearing it was an A-line floral print float dress that had short puffed sleeves. It was the dress that her Aunt Flora had given to her, thinking her niece could fill it out by thinking she‘d pack on pounds like her sister Penelope. Not only it was three sizes too big, it came past her knees, almost overtaking her shins. \n\nBut that was not ALL that he noticed.\n\n\"Uhmmm... Peggy?\" Wallaroo asked, his voice hinting of worry to it as his eyes fell upon her.\n\n\"Yes, Mr. Roo?\" she replied innocently.\n\n\"Uhmmm... What's... that?\" he gulped, pointing to Peggy's tummy as it rounded out the front of her dress, almost as if the little girl looked like she REALLY WAS in the throes of pregnancy. \n\nWith full-sized twins.\n\n\nRealizing what he was asking, Peggy cheerfully said, \"Oh! Well, I felt we should give Ethan and Sawyer a beautiful baby brother or a baby sister soon! Or maybe BOTH!\" She then smiled as she rubbed her right hand over the pregnant protrusion, \"If you don't mind being the daddy, and mom doesn't mind me using one of her throw pillows from her sofa!\" Then, as if to play at the role even more, Peggy put her hands to her lower back, as if it were aching, pushing her belly forward.\n\nIt was, without any doubt, a very convincing act indeed.\n\n\"Uhmmm... I know you mean well and all with your playing 'House', but just to play it safe, I think you'd better stay out of sight, Peggy,\" Wally said timidly, scared that such a little girl like her\ncould take her role-playing to such an extremely serious degree. \"That brain-fried old man could be lurking and looking about.\"\n\nThe moment he stepped into the living room, Wally saw the old creep peeking into the window, busy yelling his head off at him.\n\n\"GET OUT OF THAT HOUSE, YOU THIEF! GET OUT OF THERE!!!\"\n\nWally grabbed the ring of the window shade and pulled it down over the old louse's face, and did the same to the other windows, making sure that obnoxious old Mr. Baines wasn't able to spy in on either Peggy or himself, but before Wally could get the last two shades down in the living room, Peggy had walked into the room, bulging as if she was ready to go into labor. Mr. Baines had already scooted to that window, and when his astigmatic eyes fell upon the little girl, he started screaming even louder, the obscenities vomiting forth from his nearly-toothless mouth. \n\n\"YOU HORRIBLE FREAK! YOU GOT THAT LITTLE GIRL PREGNANT!! YOU SICKENING MOTHERFUCKER! YOU GOD-DAMNED SON OF A BITCH BASTARD!!! YOU RAPED THAT CHILD, YOU DIRTY FUCKING CREEP!!!\"\n\n\nThe noise Mr. Baines was creating had people actually step out of their own houses to see what was going on, some human and some anthropomorphic. The wretched old nut hobbled toward the one of the people who would actually listen to him, and pointed in the direction of the Dustclaw residence. \n\nWallaroo stepped out of the house to see what was going on, and the old man pointed and yelled.\n\n\"THAT'S HIM! THAT'S THE NASTY SON OF A BITCH THAT RAPED THAT POOR LITTLE GIRL AND GOTTEN HER PREGNANT!!\"\n\nAnd as bad luck would have it, Peggy, pillow and all, came out to see what the noise was about.\n\n\"Look! The old man's right!! That guy DID knock her up!\" shouted one of people.\n\nThen someone else shouted the two words that made people rush toward the house, both human and anthropomorphics alike, picking up rocks and stones out of someone's rock garden, as well as bottles from the street, and throwing them in Wally's direction.\n\n\"GET HIM!!!\"\n\nWallaroo moved the little prairie dog behind the door. \"Peggy! Lock the door and stay down!!\" he huffed. \n\nA rock the size of a coffee mug slammed into the door frame above his head, just missing it. \n\n\"HIDE! NOW!!\" he said with urgency to the scared little girl. Peggy slammed the door as a barrage of rocks were thrown by the maddened crowd of citizens determined to split Wallaroo's skull wide open, but the roo hopped away as fast as he could. Another rock zipped past him, but a softball-sized stone hit in squarely in the right shoulder, the blinding and shattering pain causing him to stumble, but still, he kept going in a redoubled effort to escape from the would-be vigilantes rushing in. Behind him, people screamed, shouted, all baying for his blood in their heated rage, hell-bent to spill it:\n\n\"KILL HIM! GET SOME GUNS!\"\n \n\"GET THAT BABY-RAPING MONSTER!!\"\n\n\"GET THE SWAT TEAM AFTER THAT MISERABLE FUCKING FREAK!\"\n\n\"CATCH HIM AND STRING THAT SON OF A BITCH UP!\"\n\n\"SOMEBODY SHOOT THE MOTHERFUCKER!!!\"\n\n\"GET A CAR AND RUN THAT GODDAMN BASTARD DOWN!\"\n\nWallaroo knew he had to outdistance that angry lynch mob, but the open streets would only increase his chances of being killed by them, especially so, if they had gotten hold of a gun. He swiftly changed direction toward one of the houses, and hopped over a fence, then cut through another backyard. \n\nAs he jumped through another backyard, he was nearly bitten by a human owner's pit bull before hopped another fence, and finally escaped into a wooded area near a park. He hopped as fast as he could, sliding on leaves and stumbling from fallen tree branches on the forest floor.\n\n\nWally had just emerged out of the other side of the forest when he spotted a passing police cruiser, and flagged it down. He gasped, \"Oh, thank heavens! I need your help! I...\"\n\nWally was cut off by one of the officers: A heavyset yet muscular anthropomorphic bull who had just stepped out of the cruiser, and without saying a word, punched him in the face. The roo fell to the ground, dizzied, blood seeping out of his face and nose. \n\nDespite being semiconscious, he was read his Mirandas. As they did, he was rolled over on his stomach, handcuffed, shoved into the cruiser, and hauled away. \n\nAfter being fingerprinted and his mug shots were taken, he sat in a jail cell, dazed and bloodied from what happened earlier.\n\nWally was slipping in and out of consciousness as he stayed there. He heard the myriad of voices within the station, some wanting to throw the book at him, some wanting to put him underneath the nearest Super-Max High Security Penitentiary, and others who wanted him lynched on the spot outright. His vision blurred and slowly grew dim from the head injury he had received, some of the voices Wally heard were growing louder, but more distorted, as were the shadows and faces that appeared in front of him.\n\n\"Hey you, 'Tank Girl' reject!\" said a male voice. \"You free to go. You're made bail.\"\n\nA female voice said, \"Hey... are you okay...? He doesn't look too good...\"\n\nThe male voice then scoffed, \"He's just trying to play on your sympathy. Been like that since I had to use.. Heh… 'reasonable force' against him.\"\n\n\"WHAT?!\" another voice, male, had shouted. \"ODETTE, CHECK ON THAT PRISONER!!\"\n\nA bright light shined into the roo's face as someone held his head. Two words were heard loud and clear, noting something was wrong with Wallaroo.\n\n\"OH, FUCK!!!\"\n\nThen, while spots were in Wally's eyes, the female's voice tore into her partner like an angry virago. \n\n\"DO YOU THINK HIS PUPILS CAN DO THAT IF HE WERE FAKING?!? YOUR ASS IS IN SO MUCH DEEP SHIT THAT YOU'LL THINK YOU'RE A HAMSTER TRAPPED WITHIN A F5 TORNADO THAT’S INSIDE OF AN MASSIVE-ASSED OIL REFINERY FIRE! WE ALREADY HAVE INTERNAL AFFAIRS ALL OVER OUR ASSES ABOUT THAT REPORT OF THE MANY INCIDENTS INVOLVING THAT UNCLE OF THE JUDGE, AND WE CERTAINLY DON'T NEED THIS SHIT RIGHT ALONG WITH IT!!\"\n\nBefore Wally lost consciousness completely, someone else shouted as he fell over.\n\n\"Shit! Get an ambulance, ON THE DOUBLE!\"\n\n===========================================================================\n\nWallaroo's eyes snapped open in terror as he gasped, rose a little, and looked around. \n\nHe wasn't in the cell that he was thrown into, but he was in the sterile, antiseptic environment of the hospital. Noticing that he wasn't able to move his right arm, Wallaroo looked down, and he saw that it was in a sling, and a nasal that tube ran from his face, bandaged to his nose.\n\n\"Welcome back to the land of the living\", said a female voice close by. \n\nThe wounded roo jumped back in fear from in his bed, scrambling as he did so.\n\n\"Easy, easy!\" the voice said, trying to calm Wally down. \"Don't be afraid. You're safe now.\"\n\n\"W-w-who are you?\" stammered Wally. \"What happened?\"\n\n\"I'm Detective Odette O'dour of the police department\", she said, walking around the bed to be seen: She was a 5' 6\" young lady skunk in her late-20s, slim and trim, her face was covered with white fur, and her white head-fur was short yet stylish. She wore an outfit of a plain-clothes officer,\ndark green leggings and top, her chest covered with a Kevlar BPV, and a beige long coat. She reached into her pocket, pulled out her wallet containing her identification, and showed it. \n\n\"I sat with you because one of the arresting officers had used excessive force on you. Penelope, \nMarigold, and her husband Hugh chipped in to get you out, but your head injury earlier from the \nunnecessary assault proved to be a better 'Get-Out-Of-Jail-Card' than any. Your right shoulder blade suffered a hairline fracture, along with the bridge of your nose when that officer punched you in the face, along with a concussion.\"\n\nWally asked. \"What happened to Peggy and Penelope?\"\n\n\"They're okay\", Odette spoke. \"But I doubt they'd want to stay in that neighborhood after this.\nOld Mr. Baines tried to get a lynch mob after you, and now he's facing charges for inciting a riot. \nI wouldn't be surprised in the least if he tries to cuss the judge out for letting YOU go.\"\n\nWally didn't care about that decrepit old fart, he was worried that Peggy might be taken away from her mother by Child Protective Services, whose ham-handed tactics left many families torn apart behind false allegations:\n\n Some people, especially the unscrupulous ones seeking revenge on other families, just out of petty vindictiveness and spite, did so without a care afterward. That is, until the report was found out to be fraudulent, and the instigator was incarcerated.\n\n\"Penelope came home with groceries just when you decided to hop over the fences. She and her daughter told the authorities about everything\", Odette had continued. \"With what went on, and the people that was involved in the riot, I'm surprised CPS dropped the charges against Penelope due to their lack of evidence. All behind some addle-pated old bastard whose stroke-riddled mind stirred up a pack of lies, and people ate it up like free raspberry tarts. Now THEY are looking like fools and facing attempted assault charges, all because someone thought you were a criminal when you were really the babysitter who was trying to clean up Penelope's backyard, and Peggy almost gotten taken from her mother because she played 'House' with some realism in mind.\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Wally said rather gloomily, looking at his free hand. \"But I'm still under arrest, huh?\"\n\n\"Nope,\" Odette said. \"The charges were dropped, but some folks wanted to keep you away from the girl or any other children, thinking you MIGHT be a sexual predator, like that 22-year-old man who married that 13-year-old girl, or that man who abducted that poor 11-year-old girl and kept her for nearly twenty years. I checked you for priors. Not even a charge for jaywalking. Not that you even dared to. Heh. Pretty good that you have behaved yourself for that long. Keep it up. \nI just wish more folks were like you these days, even if it does reduce the workload for us.\"\n\n\"Then you guys would be bored to tears about the lack of work going on in the city!\" Wally chuckled weakly at the comment.\n\n\"Well, you're right\", Odette said. \"But there will always be someone to commit a crime despite how peaceful the environment that they are living in. It's sad but true, but that's the nature of some the people nowadays. Even though I’m a skunk, what stinks to me is the more self-serving people like Mr. Baines, and other heavy-handed control-freaks who are always trying to look for just about ANY invalid reason at all for them to sic the police force on ANYONE like trained attack dogs. \n\n“Just so they can do as THEY please, feeling like they’ve got the power to control society, thinking they can get rid of any, if not ALL of the people that THEY consider as freaks and weirdos out of their neighborhood and communities while people like YOU get incarcerated for anything they can think of. WE also get a bad rap for doing it, making the cases of those whose fear and disgust for police in their reference to us as 'Storm troopers for the Establishment and the Rich', just like the hippies of long ago had complained about.\n\n\"And then there are police officers like the one that committed that needless assault upon you,\"\nOdette indignantly sighed afterward. \"Officers like that one give us the biggest black eye in any police department anywhere in the known galaxy. I saw those old Dragnet episodes from your home planet, and how Sgt. Friday described them made plenty of sense. I liked that show. Too bad no one has that kind of decorum, cool-headed intelligence, common-sense, the know-how or the levelheadedness and tact that Jack Webb's character had.\"\n\n\"You yourself do, but as you had said\", Wally could only reply, sympathizing with her, \"it's sad but true.\"\n\n+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++\n\n\"Wally?\" Penelope asked, worried about her friend and the whole terrible ordeal he was afraid of \nreliving. \"Will everything be all right after Peggy and her friends get here?\"\n\n\"Oh! Oh, yes,\" Wally responded. \"But, you might have to stay a while. After all, it still has to be a \nsupervised visit, even after what that dumb-ass judge said back on Earth.\n\n\"Okay, Wally\", Penelope replied. \"But I still don't see why he had to sentence YOU concerning supervised visitation rights. He had no right to do that to you, even if it WASN'T your fault.\"\n\n\"I know,\" Wally replied. \"He must've thought kids' role-play was something condemnable, thinking \nthat I had purposely orchestrated and perpetrated in getting Peggy to playing that part. Just like\na person called Pat Pulling, who, long ago, blamed Advanced Dungeons and Dragons and Gary Gygyx for the death of her son.\"\n\n\"But I WILL do this on my part,\" Mrs. Dustclaw snarled. \"If I could VOTE the stupid fool out of \noffice when election day comes on Earth! He doesn't have the good sense that the Good Lord gave him!\"\n\n\"Probably a bachelor for life,\" snarked Wallaroo. \"And hates kids regardless of gender or age.\"\n\nThe door opened, and a sigh was heard by both. Penelope and Wally turned to see Lovey looking bedraggled and worn out from her forays in a job interview and public transit, her hair and clothes a rumpled mess, and a look on her face that said she was totally exhausted. She uttered just one word to denote how her day had went.\n\n\"Damn\".\n\n##############################################################################\n\n\n-Chapter Five-\n“Girl Talk”\n\nAfter a pot of coffee had been perked, followed by Penelope having told of Wally's terrible tale of what occurred back on Erath before The Big Move, Lovey was shocked about had happened to her husband and the chaos that was wrought upon him long ago.\n\nIt was reason enough to tell her; she was off the planet at the time when all of it had taken place.\n\n\"I can't believe that sort of thing happened to you!\" Lovey exclaimed softly. \"All because you\ndid something innocent as playing 'House' with Peggy, and they thought YOU were a sex offender! Even if she DID take her pretending a touch more toward realism. The nerve of some people! They act like children's play is a bad thing, let alone anything else!\n\n\"But, you know,\" Lovey giggled, her voice becoming lightly teasing. \"She must've been crushing on you super-hard, Wally. To be honest, in a way, I actually ENVY her somehow.\"\n\n\"Why do you envy her, Lovey?\" Wally asked out of curiosity. \n\nLovey giggled as she looked at her husband. \"Peggy was very bold to admit she wanted you for her husband! She even wanted to have YOUR baby! Even if you ARE married to me!\"\n\nPenelope laughed out loud. \"It's the honest-to-goodness truth! She wanted to be MARRIED TO YOU, Wally! Isn't that sweet? Almost got ME wanting you to marry her when she turns twenty!\"\n\n\"Whoa, whoa, WHOA!\" Wally exclaimed. \"That's what almost got me strung up like a side of beef \nwith that lynch mob back then! Pardon my saying this, it‘s nice gesture, but, I'd rather be friends of a platonic nature with Peggy than to stoop to robbing the cradle!\"\n\n\"Well, you are going to be dealing with Peggy AND her friends with Lovey and myself, supervising\neverything, so STOP WORRYING,\" Penelope said nicely, but it switched to an authoritarian voice that NOBODY could misunderstand or mistake as she got up and faced Wallaroo. \n\n\"The girls will be on their BEST behavior, and I already KNOW that YOU will be, too. That CREAKY, CREEPY, LOUDMOUTHED LOW-DOWN old bastard of an old fart that started all of that trouble will NOT be anywhere in sight to do that again. Lovey and I will see to that! So, PUT ON your big-boy pants, AND DRINK TEA!!\" she said, poking Wally's chest with a stiffened finger to underscore each stressed word that was said with a painful jab. Adding to the fact that Penelope happened to have strong, semi-sharp claws, the more that she jabbed, the more intense was the pain!\n\nWally backed up, rubbing the sore part of his chest where Mrs. Dustclaw had jabbed her finger into with his right hand and holding out his left in a yielding manner. \"OW! OW! OW! Okay, okay! I'll get ready,\" he whimpered.\n\nPenelope's voice immediately softened as she put her hand on his shoulder. \"Oh, I'm so sorry about that\", she said apologetically, blushing profusely. \"I guess I liked doing tea parties as much as Peggy. Not that I'd had any chance to. Sorry if my teasing about you and Peggy got under your skin, along with my nails.\"\n\nLovey smiled. \"I think I would like to be in on it, too. I want to see what it's like, myself!\"\n\n\"As long as Pepper isn't in on it\", Wally grumbled. \"I thought I'd NEVER hear the end of it from\nthat tomboy sister of yours, Lovey. Always riding my tail about that from the last time she saw \nme playing with Peggy at a tea party.\"\n\n\"Now, Wally!\" Lovey admonished, being her turn to be authoritarian, a scowl was etched on her sweet beautiful face, threatening like a violent, sudden thunderstorm that came with a 100% chance of lightning and a possible chance of a tornado along with it. \n\n\"You WILL NOT bring THAT up EVER AGAIN! She's not going to be there, YOU ARE! And IF you chicken out, you can be SURE that I WON’T FORGET about THIS!!!\"\n\nWally knew that whenever Lovey got mad, she was impossible to talk to, reason with, or, in some \ncases, live with. Especially when she had the PMS of their species, Painful Marsupium Syndrome, when her pouch was super-sensitive before she came into her estrus. But nevertheless, that was the most serious ultimatum that Lovey has ever MADE to Wallaroo. Wally knew he was over a barrel this time, and he knew that no amount of begging, pleading, or bargaining could bail him out of THIS jam, especially when there were two people who wanted to see the whole thing through. He had no other choice BUT to surrender.\n\nWally swallowed hard, choking slightly, and replied weakly, \"Okay. I'll get ready. But I hope we \nhave Equinox Herbal Lemon grass or Red Hibiscus, because I don't know if the girls like \nEarl Grey.\"\n\nLovey smiled in satisfaction, then hugged Wally and nuzzled at his ear as she cooed into it, \"That's my boomer.\"\n\nBut on the bright side, he thought, at least there is no Pepper to taunt him about it. \n\nNor a certain old dick-weed to raise hell over there, either.\n\n##############################################################################\n\n\n-Chapter Six-\n“Three Little ‘Pregnant’ Maids from School”\n\nA few minutes later, Penelope was on her way to pick up Peggy and her friends from the private school they attended across town. \n\nWally was busy bathing, washing his hair, applying deodorant, and putting on his best clothes. \n\nIt was all he could do to be at the tea party. Either that or end up with an angry wife giving him no end of resentment. Compared to what he endured from Pepper, Wallaroo would rather not see the meaner side of Lovey. He would rather face a lynch mob the size of the ENTIRE population of Rhode Island, let alone the ENTIRE planet of Earth than to scorn her. \n\n\"WALLY!\" Lovey called from the kitchen, busy cutting bread into finger sandwiches. \"Are you dressed?!\"\n\nWally walked out, dressed in a pair of black slacks and a long sleeve shirt. A clip-on tie was at \nhis neck. His hair and moustache, despite it being unruly, was combed neatly and trimmed down.\n\n\"Aw!\" Lovey purred. \"I'd love to have you like this ALL of the time!\" Affectionately, she licked \nWally's ear. \"I hope Peggy doesn't get jealous, and put you through the wringer about you and me, like I did a moment ago.\"\n\n\"Well, you can never tell,\" the cleaned-up roo said. \"A girl's first love is always vaunted and revered. I don't want to break her heart, nor yours, for that matter.\"\n\n\"Peggy wanted a father figure to look up to. She wants someone like that in you, Wally\", Lovey assessed as she cooed into Wally's face. \"Maybe that's why she's had such a crush on you.\"\n\nWally's mouth dropped open as he started staring into Lovey's face. \"Really?!\"\n\nLovey nodded.\n\n\"SERIOUSLY!?!\" Wallaroo said.\n\nLovey nodded again.\n\n\"Aw damn,\" Wally said in a state of shock as hung his head in shame, feeling like a fool because he failed to see Peggy's true intentions. \"I had never realized that. Maybe that probably was why \nPeggy wanted me, and liked me so much. I had been such a stupid dumb-assed bastard not to see that. Now I really feel like a loser for letting those incidents with Pepper and that old man get to me.\"\n\nLovey lifted her husband's chop-fallen face. \"Awww, don't feel bad. I'm sure Peggy loves being with you. And I'M more than glad to vouch for you, Wally!\" she smiled.\n\nWithin 35 minutes, Penelope returned with her passengers in tow. Lovey wasn't hesitant on opening the door for the approaching guests. \n\nWallaroo watched the girls file in, backpacks and Preg-Prop bellies strapped to their bodies, \nwaddling toward the front door as though they were at full term from a VERY REAL pregnancy:\n\n·Deeta Mewler- a Maine Coon kitten, 12-and-a-half, 3'7\", tan fur, big jade green eyes, and a long bushy tail. Her blonde head-fur was styled in a long ponytail tied back with a purple scrunchie matching her light purple T-shirt with pink sleeves and shorts.\n\n·Violet- a skunk kit, 11, 3'4\", black with white stripes, baby blue eyes, and a big bushy tail. Her white head-fur was tinted purple, and styled in twin ponytails tied with purple bows, while her face and throat melded with the white under fur. She wore a short-sleeved baby-blue leotard, white tights, and matching baby-blue ballet slippers.\n\n·Peggy- a black-tailed prairie dog, 12, 3'5\", tan fur, brown eyes, and buck teeth peeking out under her upper lip. Her head-fur was an auburn colored pageboy hairdo, topped with a big pink bow. She wore a light blue A-line dress with little white polka-dots, short puffed sleeves, a square bibbed collar, and lace trimming the collar and sleeves. \n\nWally noticed something was different about Peggy this time around, but he could not place his finger on it, no matter how hard he tried, but, out of politeness, he did not stare, as he walked toward the kitchen sink.\n\n\"MR. WALLY!!!\" cried a familiar voice. He turned around to see Peggy, cheerful, despite what happened back then. \n\nWally bent forward. \"Hey! How are you--\"\n\nBefore he could finish, Peggy quickly jumped up into Wally's arms, and kissed him on the lips in true prairie dog fashion.\n\nThe roo's cheeks and inner ears blushed from the sudden smooch, leaving him in quite a loss for words.\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n\n-Chapter Seven-\n“Wally… Meet Peggy, Deeta, and Violet!”\n\n\nHe quickly gathered his wits and asked politely, \"So... how goes things with you, Peggy?\"\n\nPeggy replied. \"I missed you so much. Between school, homework, and this project, things had\nreally been complicated. I barely have time to play with Ethan and Sawyer because every time\nI look at them...\"\n\nPeggy stopped momentarily, looked down, and resumed talking.\n\n\"... I was scared when that lady tried to have me taken away from Mom. I heard that the police had hurt you badly...\"\n\nIt was all too obvious that Peggy was about to cry at any moment, remembering the terrible things \nthat took place that day for her friend. And herself.\n\nWally sat down on his tail, and let Peggy hold him tight in her arms, tears streaming down her plump furry cheeks.\n\n\"It's okay. Those people went overboard when they did that to me. All because they were too suspicious, overprotective, and listening to some old rabble-rouser. And Peggy, I think it's better to stop crying now, sweetie. I'm alright, and a tea party is supposed to be a happy time with friends,\" Wally said, hugging her tenderly as he began wiping the tears from her face before letting go. \n\"Let's not have the trouble from the past sour our good day today.\"\n\nAnd without any more to say, Wally kissed Peggy on her nose, and hugged her tight as if she were his own daughter, making the little prairie dog girl giggle.\n\n\"Oh! I almost forgotten!\" smiled Peggy. \"I had not introduced you to my friends from school!\"\n\nPeggy ran off into the living room, but there was a knock at the door. Wally opened it, and found\nOdette O'dour there, dressed in her street clothes, causing him to jump back.\n\n\"Easy, now!\" she chuckled. \"It's just a social call. I'm here with Violet.\"\n\n\"You are?\" Wally asked. \"Well, I'll let you know right now that I have been on my best behavior.\"\n\n\"Yes, he has!\" Peggy said politely in the defense of her friend. \"Wait a minute! I remember you! \nYou're that lady that helped me and my Mom! How are you, Ms. Odette?\"\n\n\"I'm doing alright, Peggy,\" the skunk smiled as she looked down on the prairie dog's bulging prop belly. \"What's with that on you? Getting an early start with motherhood? You look like you're just about ready to pop!\"\n\n\"I volunteered to wear this thing for a week. Luckily for me, I have clothes sent from my Aunt Flora\n to wear over it. And I got some more to share with my friends who are in this class project, too!\"\n\nDeeta and Violet walked in as Peggy was talking to Odette. \n\n\"Auntie!\" the leotard-clad skunk kit exclaimed excitedly as she hugged her. \n\n\"So, Violet,\" Odette said as she knelt down and rubbed the pregnancy-prop-pillow her niece wore over her ballet outfit. \"You're in on this, too, huh?\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Violet pouted as she held her pseudo-tummy. \"It's hard to stand on my toes while wearing this thing. I keep falling over when I try to do so in dance class.\"\n\n\"Well, Violet,\" Odette said in a reasoning voice. \"That’s because a mom-to-be's body is heavier that way, due to the baby growing inside of her belly. Aside from that bit of info, when's the party for you and your friends?\"\n\n\"Any minute now.\"\n\nDeeta looked at Wally skeptically and asked, \"You're… Peggy's friend?\"\n\n\"Yep,\" Wally answered warily. \"Anything wrong?\"\n\nThe kitten said in a suspicious yet wary tone, \"You're kinda... old.\"\n\n\"Well, yeah,\" Wally said plainly. \"So I am.\" Then he shrugged.\n\n\"Deeta\", Peggy chided humorously to her friend. \"Don't be rude! He's my friend.\"\n\n\"Friend as in buds or friend as in boyfriend?\" the cat girl asked.\n\n\"It's... 95% bud - 5% boyfriend, not sure really, but he's okay\", Peggy said.\n\nWally was surprised to hear this, but kept it all to himself, relieved that Peggy regarded him as a best friend.\n\n\"I think he's a VERY GOOD person to be friends with,\" said Odette reassuringly. \"I sat with him in the hospital a while back.\"\n\n\"Okay,\" Deeta responded warily. \"If you say so.\"\n\n\"Deeta...\" \n\nPenelope's voice was heard in the living room.\n\n\"... Your cell phone's ringing!\"\n\n\"Ooo! Excuse me! Gotta answer that!\" Deeta said, rushing back to the living room, with Peggy and Violet following her, leaving Odette and Wally alone in the kitchen. \n\nAfter the unbearable quiet, Wally turned toward Odette and finally spoke.\n\n\"Sounds like Deeta has trust issues,\" he whispered cautiously.\n\n\"Like you wouldn't believe,\" Odette said seriously. \"She's been that way since she and a few other girls were abducted at that summer camp by that crazy cult a year-and-a-half ago before their Big Move to the Commons. Even more shocking, Deeta gave birth to a son, just like some of those girls who were impregnated there. The creep who abducted them is now serving at least TEN LIFE SENTENCES, one for each girl that he violated to feed his twisted appetite.\n\n\"Now I ask you: could you trust someone who once was an authority figure, who was SUPPOSED to be trusted by every parent to care for your children and someone else’s children when that individual follows a sinister cult, and chose to kidnap, seduce, and violate said children out his or her own free will?\" Odette asked with a serious tone.\n\nThough he did have silent sympathy for the victims, Wally could not say one single word. \n\nNot one for retort or reply, the unbearable quiet returning…\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n\n\n\n\n-Chapter Eight-\n“Hello, Mrs. Mewler”\n\nThen, Wallaroo finally spoke.\n\n\"I can't say I blame Deeta for being wary, Odette, where she is concerned,\" he said, feeling perplexed at what had happened to the juvenile Maine Coon who went from child to reluctant-but-plucky mother. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she was afraid of ME, of all people.”\n\n\"Well, there's no need to feel TOO sorry for me, okay?\" a voice piped up flatly.\n\nWally and Odette turned to see Deeta standing at the kitchen doorway.\n\n\"Mom and Dad said 'Out of a bad situation, sometimes come the good ones’ '\", she said, before pointing to the prop belly she wore and rubbing it, as if she were really pregnant. \"I chose to wear this to remember what it was like being pregnant, but, in this case, in a BETTER setting. Sorry if I was hard on you, Mr. Roo. Don‘t be afraid of me or what happened.\"\n\n\"I won't worry about it, and neither should you\" Wally said. \"I'd be lying if I said that I understood, because... really, in all honesty and respect, I don't. But, you can call me Wally.\"\n\n\"Yeah!\" Deeta smiled. \"It's very... complicated. Especially when it's too scary to bring up.\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Wally said with careful consideration. \"I'd rather make sandwiches than pry any further in\nTHAT direction. It'd be better that way.\"\n\n\"Now, sandwiches,\" Deeta grinned. \"THAT I can completely understand!\"\n\n\"Not to be intrusive, but,\" Wally started asking. \"How's your family doing?\" \n\n\"Dad's got a new job in the repair of the theatre, and little Aaron is still nursing.\" Deeta held her \nright breast tenderly. \"Mom said weaning is tough. I can see why.\"\n\nThen a knock was heard at the door behind Odette. Wally went to it, opened it, and saw Deeta's mother: She was a 5' 5\" beige cat with a short sweeping blond hairdo, almost taller than Wally, and having a beautiful hourglass figure, but not in an exaggerated way. On her left hip she held a smaller kitten clinging on to her light yellow shirt as tight as he could with its claws as he mewed softly and plaintively .\n\n\"Hello there!\" she said. \"Is my daughter and Penelope in here?\"\n\nBefore either Odette or Wally could answer, Deeta said, \"Oh, Mom! She's in the living room! Has Aaron been giving you any grief?\"\n\n\"Yes, Deeta,\" the mother cat said to her daughter as she gave Deeta her grandchild. \"He wouldn't take the bottle of formula after he finished napping. After I had managed to feed, burp, and change him before coming over, I was thinking about continuing the home schooling program for you if this keeps up.\"\n\n\"You are?\" Deeta asked.\n\n\"That may be a possible conclusion\", the mother cat said before she noticed Wally. \"Oh! I am SO sorry! My name is Mellissa Mewler! How are you?\"\n\nWally stuck his hand out to shake her hand. \"Doing fine. How are you?\"\n\nMellissa replied with a chuckle as she took his hand. \"Exhausted! Between working part-time at the grocery check-out and babysitting, I think babysitting is whole lot better! No people acting like jackasses, and no overbearing blowhard boss being around to get my blood pressure up. At least Aaron is lot easier to please.\n\n\"Even if he does misbehaves sometimes,\" Mellissa smiled as she watched her daughter in the living room, soothing her son as she cradled him close to her bosom, remembering what it was like, not so long ago with Deeta.\n\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n \n-Chapter Nine-\n“Wally feels the pinch”\n\n\"You were home-schooling Deeta?\" Wallaroo asked. \n\n\"Yep,\" Mellissa chirped. \n\n\"For how long?\"\n\n\"Right after she had her C-section and was recovering from that psycho's twisted idea of a community. I had helped with some of her schooling, as well as my husband, Mason, when he hadn't any contract construction work. I am especially glad that Deeta is okay.\"\n\nThen she heaved a very heavy sigh.\n\n\"But she still has nightmares from being trapped in that compound. The things that was done to her and those other poor little girls...\"\n\n\"Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder plays its hand,\" Odette said. \"It seems that those girls will never escape that nightmare. But, hopefully... they will.\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Mrs. Mewler agreed. \"Almost anything will make those terrible memories come back.\" \n\n\"You mean those girls are dealing with... THAT!?\" Wallaroo whispered as he asked, aghast of the occurrence.\n\nBoth Mellissa and Odette nodded.\n\n\"Man,\" the roo replied. \"Even if those girls did get the much needed help to get over that ordeal, something is bound to trigger those buried memories. I don't want to think about what happens to that guy for what he had done. It'd probably be the Marquis De Sade's wet dream seeing him getting his just desserts.\"\n\n\"Yeah, but with his fellow inmates, it's either ostracism,\" Odette pointed out, \"or having that bastard relive the very torture he had dished out. Some would be bold enough to either mutilate him or even kill that type of person in their midst. Some of those things would make what you've went through with that riot seem like a Sunday picnic.\"\n\nWally didn't have to think to hard about it much to make him shudder. He then turned to Mellissa, and asked, \"Has Deeta testified against her abductor?\"\n\n\"Yes, she did\", Mellissa nodded. \"At first, she was afraid to, no thanks to his lawyer. That is, until \nthe judge dressed that guy down for verbally attacking Deeta and others that testified on the witness stand as he cross-examined them.\"\n\n\"That's where the ten life sentences come in,\" Odette added. \n\n\"I cannot say that I feel sorry for him,\" Wallaroo said. \"But I do feel bad for his parents, though.\"\n\n\"We all cannot make a Johnny Gnu Knight Tex or an Ursa L. Land Thrush in our kids, but we try to raise them right the best that we can\", Mellissa said to Wally, patting his paw reassuringly. \"Hopefully, you'll be blessed with kids of your own someday.\"\n\n\"Aw dang it!\" Wally exclaimed. \"I almost forgot to make the cookies and get that Lemon Grass tea ready!\"\n\nMellissa and Odette chuckled as Wally grabbed a cookie sheet, a tempered glass cutting board, preheated the oven, and then grabbed a roll of frozen sugar cookie dough from the freezer before turning to Odette and asking, \"Does Violet have any kind of allergies to chocolate?\"\n\n\"Yes, she does\", she replied. \"Thanks for asking. I brought her Derma-Pen just in case.\"\n\n\"Okay,\" the roo said as he got a knife and sliced out discs of the tube of frozen cookie dough.\n\"Sugar cookies it is. By the way, Mrs. Mewler---\"\n\n\"Call me Mellissa,\" she smiled.\n\n\"Okay. Before you came in\", Wallaroo queried, \"Deeta said something about weaning her baby was tough. Is she...?\"\n\nMellissa nodded. \"After the baby was born, she had to swap out her training bra for a nursing bra. \nLittle Aaron is now teething, which, obviously, has been very painful for her.\"\n\nThe Afro-haired roo winced in sympathy. \"Ouch. Sorry I asked.\"\n\n\"Don't be. Curiosity will have some surprising answers, but at least THAT ONE won't kill you!\" Mellissa chuckled. \"Tell me: are you for or against breastfeeding?\"\n\n\"I'm all for it\", Wally said, stopping at mid-slice. \"But I'm not going to comment on about it being done in public. That's one issue I'm steering clear from.\"\n\n\"Why?\" Odette asked. \n\n\"Too worried about giving the wrong answer in front of other people who are against that sort of thing because it's either indecent or disgusting or unlawful,\" Wallaroo admitted, then he muttered, \"But some of those who complain about things like that aren't above living the life of Caligula. And I'm too worried about being beat up by the baby's daddy or the baby's mother, or worse, BOTH OF THEM! On accusation of ogling, at that! That is one hot-button topic of debate that is either too hot for me to handle or outright dangerous to touch upon.\"\n\nThen Wally realized what he had just said, set the knife down, and immediately face-palmed. \n\n\"Aw, DAMN IT!\" he grumbled as his hand clapped upon his forehead. \"Why don't I just shove BOTH FEET into that huge mouth of mine?\"\n\nMellissa chuckled again, but Odette smiled. \n\n\"We didn't say anything\", the police skunk said. \"Why the fuss?\"\n\n\"I said 'hot-button', 'touch' and 'handle' in the same sentence!\" Wally confessed.\n\n\"It's not like you said anything dirty! We know breasts are called 'buttons',” Mellissa laughed as she playfully cupped her breasts. \"But we aren't gonna kill you for saying that! Seriously! You gotta relax.\"\n\n\"It's hard to do so when you're as nervous as I am today\", fretted the roo. \"But I won't lie to you, if\nI were a drinking man, you'd see me swigging that bottle of Tequila right down to the worm. But I'm not one, so I won't. Give me coffee any day.\"\n\n\"Ah! Better to have a case of the caffeine jitters than to be drunk in public!\" Odette snickered. \"Good choice, not so on the heart or the kidneys, but a SMART choice when around kids.\"\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n \n-Chapter Ten-\n“More Girl Talk”\n\nLovey, Peggy and Penelope walked into the kitchen, dressed for the tea party: \n\nLovey was dressed in a pink blouse with short puffy sleeves and a denim jumper, while Penelope was dressed casually in a apple-green T-shirt and jeans.\n\nPeggy, however, was dressed in a cute A-line pink polka-dot print apron dress, three sizes too big, just like before, but with the Preg-Prop belly underneath, making her look about ready to give birth to twins, if not triplets. She walked toward the bathroom door, where Deeta and Violet as they dressed inside, pushing her \"belly\" out as she held her back .\n\n\"Are you two dressed yet?\" she called out to them.\n\nDeeta called back. \"Almost! Pardon my saying this, but your aunt sure got your measurements all wrong! What was she trying to do, make designer party tents?\"\n\n\"Those are clothes that I was supposed to grow into, and she got carried away,\" Peggy called back. \"Plus, my aunt thinks I'm gonna gain a ton of weight like mom.\" \n\nThen she giggled. \"Or have a baby!\"\n\nViolet called out. \"She should make clothes for some of the girls at school that have to do this stuff, and the ones that are already pregnant, too! On the bright side, these outfits are good and comfy.\"\n\n\"Yeah, Peggy,\" Deeta said, opening the door before cupping her hands over her pseudo-belly. \n\"We may LOOK the pregnant part, but it feels nice. I kinda wish I had this outfit when I was pregnant with Aaron.\"\n\nPeggy giggled. \"I wish I could marry Wally, though!\"\n\nViolet leaned forward. \"WHAT?!\" the skunk kit exclaimed. \"But he's almost as old as my uncle!\"\n\n\"I know! It was just a thought!\" Peggy replied shyly. \"I just wish...\"\n\nDeeta perked up. \"Wish what?\"\n\nThe prairie dog girl paused for a moment, and then she said with a frown, \"I wish that riot back then on Earth never DID happen.\"\n\n\"What happened?\" Violet and Deeta queried as they leaned forward.\n\n\"Do you remember Old Mr. Baines back on planet Earth?\" Peggy asked as she entered where the other girls were and shut the door softly.\n\n\"That old crackpot?\" Deeta sneered. \"I hope that I NEVER run into that crazy old fart!\"\n\n\"You've seen him?\" Violet asked Deeta.\n\n\"Yeah,\" Deeta said. \"When mom and dad were taking me to the clinic for Aaron's checkup back on Earth, he was all mad and screaming at a guy who wasn't even NEAR HIM! And boy, does HE has a face for radio! He'd bust a mirror if he looked into it!\"\n\n\"Yeah, ugly enough to break the TV camera!\" chirped Peggy. \"Would you believe that he's the uncle of the judge who started that riot long ago and the one that tried to send Wally to prison?\"\n\n\"Yeah!\" both skunk kit and kitten said together, surprised at the revelation.\n\n\"Why should that mean old buzzard act like he's an extension of the law when he's not?\" sneered Deeta. “Nobody voted him into office!”\n\n\"Somebody's gonna kick his old butt out someday!\" snapped Violet. \"Him and the judge both!\"\n\n\"If the judge gets voted out of office or thrown out, it'll be his own fault for letting that loudmouthed \nuncle of his trying to run everyone else's business but his own, as well as throwing his weight around!\" Peggy said angrily. \"Mom said she'd vote for anyone to kick him out if we were living back on Earth. I wish I was old enough to vote.\"\n\n\"Yeah!\" Deeta and Violet said in agreement.\n\n\"I've been thinking,\" Violet cooed, lost in thought as she rubbed her Preg-Prop belly.\n\n\"What?\" Deeta asked.\n\n\"I wish that I really was pregnant!\" Violet answered softly as she smiled, rubbing her belly dreamily in the mirror as if she were a mother-to-be.\n\n\"Oh, but no!\" Deeta said in a warning voice. \"Better keep that wish on the back burner until you're older and much wiser!\"\n\n\"Why?!\" retorted the skunk-kit. \"YOU had a baby yourself!\"\n\n\"But I had no kind of choice in the matter!\" Deeta said, feeling uneasy at what she remembered, chills swept over her body as she shuddered. \"He FORCED himself on me to bear his child! I didn't know that the guy that raped me was able to get me pregnant! What he did to me and those other girls in that wretched place was as wrong when he did that. \n\n\"Though Aaron IS my baby through him, my mom and dad adopted him before I gave birth. I don't want you to go through what I had experienced. What happened to me and those other girls was scary, especially for those who are not ready to have babies, physically or mentally. No girl should go through what I did back at that place nor any woman for that matter, in that situation. I don't want you go through that! Not that way, and not so soon, like I did!\"\n\nDeeta bent over, and with tear-filled eyes, looked into Violet's eyes. \"Caring for a baby is no picnic, either, I can vouch about that. That was the whole point of learning sex education: to understand the whole point about sex, both good sides and bad sides to it. Whether you are an only child like Peggy or with many brothers and sisters, I don't want you to give up your own childhood by being a mom at your age, even if it is just a wish.\"\n\nViolet hugged Deeta, weeping and sniffling from the tears welling up in her own eyes. \n\n\"I'm sorry, Deeta! I didn't mean to make you cry! I didn't mean to!, honest!\" the skunk-kit sobbed.\n\nDeeta rubbed Violet's back and cooed into her ear as young cat embraced her. \n\n\"I know, Violet. It still hurts to think about it.\" Deeta said as she leaned back to look at the skunk-kit as they held each other. \"And I'm not being mean when I say that. It doesn't hurt to know that, sometimes, some things are not as rosy as they seem. And this is why you gotta watch out, especially when some things are just too good to be true.\"\n\nDeeta pulled back a bit, then wiped away Violet's tears and her own that they had both shed. \n\n\"It doesn't hurt to just pretend, though!\" the Maine Coon kitten smiled.\n\nThen Deeta and Violet looked down and saw that their pillow-bellies were pressed against each other, then they laughed at the surprising moment.\n\n\"Oh, look!\" Violet giggled. \"Our 'babies' are next-door neighbors now!\" \n\nPeggy then pressed her own baby-bump pillow against Deeta's and Violet's.\n\n\"Now all our babies are next-door neighbors!\" Violet smiled as all three happily embraced each other in a close, sisterly manner.\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n \n-Chapter Eleven-\n“Stone and Ship”\n\nDespite the past events of what occurred four years ago, the hours before for Wally, Peggy, and the guests with their own pasts sometime before, the tea party, was finally about to start.\n\nAt that moment, a knock on the living room door was heard. \n\n\"I got this\", Wally said as he opened the door, and in the doorway stood a 6' 3\" light brown tomcat with steel-toed boots, grimy jeans, a sweat-soaked steel-grey T-shirt and a dirty reflective road worker's vest. It was obvious that he was in construction work and he had JUST came home from a hard day’s worth.\n\n\"Pardon me, fella,\" he said in a jovial yet polite manner. \"But, have you seen my wife, daughter, and grandson here?\"\n\n\"Mason!\" called Mellissa. \"Glad that you've made it! \n\nWallaroo stepped aside as he let Melissa's husband in, Lovey following around the corner and into the living room out of curiosity.\n\n\"Has the repair job at the theatre slowed things down for you?\" Melissa said as she embraced her spouse closely.\n\n\"Yeah, dear! The guys found the cracks in the sidewalks were a bigger mess than the owner had thought, and one room needed to be closed off because of heavy asbestos decay. No one is setting foot into that place until we get space suits to go do THAT job.\"\n\n\"Oh, darling!\" Mellissa purred tenderly. \"There's no problem at all, as long as you're okay. Oh! I want you to meet Wallaroo and Lovey!\" She then turned to the pair of roos before her. \"This fellow is Wally, and this is his wife, Lovey. Lovey, Wally, this is my burly hubby, Mason.\" \n\nAs she introduced her husband, Mellissa hugged him tightly.\n\nWallaroo politely put his hand forth to shake before Mason gripped it firmly and shook it.\n\n\"Hey! you can call me 'Shakey', if you want to!\" he said with a chuckle.\n\n\"Shakey\"?\" Lovey queried.\n\n\"He's a jackhammer operator!\" Deeta giggled.\n\n\"Yep! Jackhammer operator and part-time home-school teacher, all in one. Easy to do when \ncontract work is done or during the rain delays that happen every now and then\", Mason said. \n\"Our daughter is getting a better chance for an education, and we’ve both got the jump on teaching Aaron a thing or two before he goes into Pre-K!\"\n\n\"Yeah,\" Deeta smiled as she cuddled her baby. \"Dad and I are trying to teach him his ABC's.\"\n\nAnother knocking was heard at the living room door, but louder and heavier. \n\nWally went to the door, and opened it. \n\nAs he looked up to the figure standing at 7' 3\" tall, dressed in full Arrebnaccian Space Navy attire at the door: \n\nAdmiral Rufus Gray. \n\nLovey's father.\n\nHis smoke-grey beard was neatly trimmed as it trailed down from his chin to his chest. Even though his whiskers nearly covered his lower lip, his voice was clearly heard nonetheless.\n\n\"Good afternoon, Wallaroo,\" he said. \"I heard from Lovey that she and yourself are entertaining \ncompany. May I come in?\"\n\nObediently, Wally opened the door and let his father-in-law inside. \n\n\n\n\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n \n-Chapter Twelve-\n“Last-minute Party crashers”\n\nAfter the introductions were made, the Admiral spoke openly to Wally, along with the others.\n\n\"Wallaroo, we picked up an irregularity in the last gateway entrance of passengers and tourists: \nthe judge of your former home planet of Earth has managed get in past security, and entered illegally onto the Commons. The local police force are searching for his DNA signature, along with one other person, his uncle.\"\n\n\"WHAT?!\" Wally nearly shouted, remembering what happened on Earth at that time. \"I cannot \nbelieve the gall of that...\" He bit back the foulest obscene adjectives to keep himself from shocking his immediate company and his wife with those words. \"... idiot! He has some NERVE to come after me here, despite the court saying that I was innocent!\"\n\n\"I know, Wally,\" the sagely boomer said as he stood over his son-in-law. \"I have tracked their movements to this area for some time. They have been hiding out, but they didn't go unnoticed. Our low-orbit drones have kept them under closest surveillance, and they will be trapped soon.\" \n\nThe Admiral reached into his left sleeve cuff, then pulled out an odd-looking brooch-like object, \nscratched at the wall opposite of the door, and slid a hidden panel open. He pressed the\nobject into its holder before it snapped into place, followed by a low humming sound. \n\n\"Nowadays, these homes have an alarm system that have containment fields ready to be used in \na moment's notice, and be activated in case of robberies, riots and home invaders. I had this house installed with one, as well,\" the Admiral stated. \"It extends as far from the kitchen door to the end of the counters three feet from where the stove is at. \n\nAdmiral Gray then turned toward the guests and his family.\n\n\"Lovey, Wally, everyone,\" he said in a kind voice. \"Shall we go into the parlor to enjoy our tea? \nIf I am not too late.\"\n\nAt once, the tea party then started in earnest.\n\nPeggy brought Ethan and Sawyer, her two plush toys from her home on Earth, while her mom \nsnapped photos of her and them in comedic poses with a digital camera. \n\nDeeta showed her son's baby pictures to everyone, from the moment Aaron was brought home from the hospital, to the most current photo with his grandparents.\n\nOdette made perfectly sure that no photos were ever posted online because of the judge and many others whose spite-mongering opinions were rigidly like his.\n\nViolet told of her uncle, who was an explorer upon the Commons, who was helping in finding ruins \nof lost civilizations, and after a change of clothing, as well as shedding her prop belly for a \nmoment, showed off her latest steps from her dance class. \n\nShe had just finished her dance and was applauded as she had taken her bow when an alarm sounded, followed by the sound of the kitchen door slamming shut. \n\n\"Oh, dang it. I had forgotten the cookies are in the oven! Excuse me for a moment,\" Wally said\nas he hurried toward the kitchen, but he knew that there was something wrong.\n\nWhen he entered the kitchen, Wally saw two people that had ABSOLUTELY NO BUSINESS being in the same room with him, let alone on the SAME PLANET where he was, especially after what they had done to turn his life upside-down without any reason or rhyme on Earth.\n\n\"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THIS PLACE, YOU MISERABLE FREAK?!\" the old man started in.\n\n\"Funny\", Wally said with a calm yet with a stinging repartee. \"I was going to ask you the SAME \nthing!\"\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n \n-Chapter Thirteen-\n“FREEZE!!!”\n\n\"Calm down, Uncle, I was looking for him,\" said Judge Jacques Baines to his uncle before turning \nto Wally. He was a 5’ 5” stocky, slightly balding man with a bulbous nose, piggish-looking eyes, and a double chin. He looked like Boss Hogg from the TV show, “The Dukes of Hazzard”, except his coat was a grey tweed, and like his uncle, wore a matching Fedora.\n\n\"Now, I heard that you have guests in this house that do not belong here. Like a certain prairie dog girl, along with her mama, both of which you were kinda sweet on. The one that I had placed a restraining order on you to keep away from? Well, I am here to make absolutely sure that you didn't have either of them in your house! Now, step aside while I search it!\"\n\n\"Last I recall\", Wally said with nonchalance, \"you need a search warrant to go though one's house. \nDo you actually HAVE ONE?\"\n\n\"WE DON\"T NEED NO STINKIN' SEARCH WARRANT!\" shouted the old man. \"STEP ASIDE!\"\n\nWally did step aside, grabbed a couple of oven mitts, and opened the oven to take the cookies out of it.\n\n\"Seems to me you have been busy making preparations for something,\" Jacques snarked. \"What a sissified notion, if not a stupid one.\" \n\nWally ignored the judge's comments, took off the oven mitts, and headed back to the parlor, down the hall.\n\n\"Hey!\" The judge shouted after him angrily. \"Don't move! Stay right where you are!\"\n\nWhen both of the two men started after Wallaroo, a bright flash flooded the room. Wally turned \naround to face them, and immediately saw that they were frozen in their tracks, held there by some mysterious force. The Admiral walked out of the parlor, noticing the overreaching official and his uncle.\n\n\"I see that the Paralysis Field Trap has our illegal aliens contained, just as it was meant to be for \nany intruder\", the military macropod spoke. \"It subdues any burglar or home invader on a synaptic \nlevel. They fall into forced paralysis throughout their body, with the exception of their brain, lungs, \nand heart.\"\n\nAt that moment, yet another knock on the door was heard.\n\n\"Come in!\" the Admiral called out. \"But do watch yourselves! The Paralysis Field is up in the kitchen!\"\n\nThe door was flung open, and into the home stormed the Arrebnac Commons Police in their uniforms, their rifles drawn, surrounding the two earth men, more than ready to capture them\nonce the Paralysis field was down.\n\n---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nAs it turned out, Judge Jacques Baines was impeached by the investigators for the families of those he had railroaded and wrongly prosecuted, and exposed him on having committed judicial collusion as well as corruption on Wally's former home planet. \n\nThe pair had snuck through the portal using falsified ID chips, but when the chips failed to be of \nANY origin whatsoever, they panicked, resulting in the manhunt afterwards.\n\nJacques and his uncle was placed under arrest for impersonation an officer of the law, criminal trespass, falsified ID chips, and inciting a riot.\n\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nThe Admiral had made sure that the home-invading judge and his uncle were sent back to Earth to stand trial. \n\nDespite the ruckus that had occurred, after a momentary delay, the party ended on a happy note.\n\nLater, as he washed the dishes, Wally was happy to know that Peggy and her mother Penelope were doing okay, as well as his meeting with the families that were living nearby.\n\nFinally, after dealing with the paperwork, the Admiral spoke. \n\n\"Wallaroo\", he said, his voice filled with deep concern, said, \"I'm afraid that you have a lot of upkeep ahead of you. You need to upgrade the living quarters extensively, plus, there is the problem about making sure that the pantries of your home are well-stocked. But...\"\n\nWallaroo waited patiently as his father-in-law paused, worried that he may say something that can \ncast any doubts about his abilities or anything that held him under judgment.\n\n\"... Once you get a good-paying job, and Lovey gets enrolled with stocking and staging the \nhydroponics gardens' sensor array, Lovey's income, combined with yours from your own job, would be more than enough to help you both. There is an auction that is going to take place next Monday that may help you with such means. But, that can be handled, in due time. Also, it is very good that you made time with friends and families here in the Commons.\"\n\nWally couldn't help but to feel confused about the comment made by his father-in-law, but in a way, he was right. At it was worth seeing how happy Peggy was to visit him and Lovey.\n\n\"However, I have a question,\" Adm. Gray asked in a confused manner. \"Why were those girls dressed in those strange props for? They looked like they were heavy with child and about ready to give birth!\"\n\n\"It was for Sex Education at their educational center,\" Wally replied. \"They were understanding all about the consequences of premature sex interaction at their age, pregnancy, and raising a child.\" \n\nThen he sighed. \"I don't know if I'm ready to be a parent myself at MY AGE.\"\n\n\"No one ever is, Mr. Wallaroo,\" The Admiral said as he leaned against the counter. \"I wasn't when Cassiopeia and I became parents, especially when we were halfway in our tour of duty together. We had to stay at the medical frigate for the duration. \n\n\"But, as hectic as it was, it was all well worth it,\" he said. \"I hope that, when you come to that bridge one day, that you and Lovey will do your best to raise your own children right. I have confidence in the both of you to keep things shipshape to do so.\"\n\nInside, Wallaroo wanted to do the happy dance and do a fist-pump in reaction of his father-in-law's words of praise, but he decided to forgo such an over-the-top display. \n\nHe turned to the direction of the Admiral, and with a small smile and a nod, said only two words:\n\n\"Thank you.\"\n\n\n##############################################################################\n\n \n-Chapter Fourteen-\n“A Reunion of Sorts”\n\nTwo months later...\n\nWally was relaxing in the porch swing when Lovey gave him a note with directions on it. \n\n\"Ho-o-on-e-e-e-e-y, wake up! Penelope wants you to visit near the Oasis Plateau Area, north-northwest from here. This request from her is urgent, and I think you WILL need assistance to get there.\"\n\nHe could only make a responsible reply as he yawned and stretched. \"Since it is urgent, yes... I do.\"\n\nWally didn't waste no time driving his car 35 miles to the Oasis Plateau Area: a haven for burrowing animals of placental, marsupial, reptilian, and avian origin, filled with yawning underground caverns, and fortified cities that not only stretched to the roof of the caverns, some of them supported the interiors like pillars and posts. But he wasn't going underground: he was going to a small area nearby. A place with a community full of prairie dogs, just like Penelope and Peggy, except the 10-foot high by 20-foot wide dome-shaped houses lead to bigger living areas underground. Wally had to ask around to find which house that the Dustclaws lived in, so he had to ask the prairie dog town's guard for directions. Where the guard had pointed out for him to go to, was an area that looked like a farmer's uncultivated back forty. Except, it was pristine, filled with grasses, wildflowers, and laden with vegetables behind the dome, to which, Penelope and Peggy were occupying. \n\nHe hesitated, then knocked on the door. The door slid open, and there stood Penelope, dressed in khaki shorts, a pair of gardening gloves, and a beige polo shirt that was stretched over those huge breasts of hers, offering to those taller a view of her bountiful cleavage. A fine layer of silt covered over her glasses, but not enough to impair them as she tiptoed to give her friend a hug and a kiss hello.\n\n\"Oh, Wally! You made it!\" she smiled. \"Before we get started, how's everything on the home front?\"\n\n\"Well, the both of us are doing quite fine\", answered Wallaroo, \"I have gotten a job as a taxi driver, but the car I got from the public auction is still being upgraded for safety standards. Lovey's busy getting the hydroponics gardens' sensor arrays installed in every level. Everyone will have fresh vegetables and fruit growing non-stop in every season. So, how are you and Peggy doing?\" \n\nPeggy peeked in the living room, then walked forward. She wore a long-sleeved pink dress that \nreached above her knees. Then Wally noticed there WAS something different about Peggy: Despite her diminutive size, she was now nearly as tall as Penelope's forearm, and her own curves were almost like her mother's, her maturing body becoming a bit more shapely as time \nwill allow. \n\nBut it was all too obvious: the girl was slowly becoming a woman. \n\nSo much so, he blushed at the sight of her.\n\n\"Keep looking at me like that, and I just MIGHT HAVE to marry you!\" chirped Peggy in a teasing manner with a smile on her face before kissing Wally on his nose.\n\nIt was revealed at that time that Penelope and Peggy were about to get into painting and decorating her room, and it was going be a three-person job to do it. As the trio painted, they talked about everything and anything. Wally told of his job, and his training for work as a taxi driver. Penelope told of the goings-on and of things that happened within the neighborhood. And Peggy, told of things that occurred at her school, mentioned of a boy who was interested in her, and how Violet and Deeta were getting along. By the time he was finished painting the girl's bedroom, he had to lay down tarp to cover the Mega-Recliner before sitting in it, and then falling fast asleep almost immediately afterward. Unbeknownst to Wally as he slept, Peggy placed Ethan beside him while she held Sawyer on the other side of him, then kissed his cheek as Penelope snapped a picture of them both with her holo-cam as he napped.\n\n\"I hope that Lovey won't be jealous!\" laughed Penelope as she uploaded the image to his \nphone to post into the family's holographic photo album.\n\nAs he walked back to his car, the neighbors in the area noticed the paint on Wally, and some of \nthem laughed. \n\n\"Hey, buddy!\" called out one of the prairie dogs named Raymond, sometimes called Ray-Ray, who also trained at the taxi service. \"How was the paint job?\"\n\n\"Well, painting Peggy's room was a new one for me, Ray-Ray, They needed a guy with some height advantage to catch the higher parts and the ceiling, too!\"\n\n\"Yeah, that's Penelope for you, she knew JUST WHO to look for! Especially when she works the Odd Jobs Directory, when she's not being mom to that cute-as-a-button kid of hers!\" replied Ray-Ray.\n\n\"Yeah, she's one busy bee alright,\" Wally concurred. He seen her in action, and she truly was not a slouch. NO mother would be, and neither was Peggy. \n\nIt was 7:30 pm when he arrived back at home, the dried flecks of paint still stuck to his fur and hair. Lovey was waiting for him on the front porch. \n\n\"I hope that I didn't leave the wrong impression for you when Penelope needed you to paint Peggy's room today,\" she smiled as Wally staggered up the front steps.\n\n\"No problem, Lovey,\" he said wearily as he waved hello. \"I might have to do our bedroom or some\nthing like that soon.\"\n\n\"♫OH, WALLY!♫\" Lovey called out in a sing-song manner, giggling as she saw the newly-posted pic to her holographic photo album collection. \"I think somebody STILL thinks you should become a daddy!\"\n\nWally looked at Lovey's photo album and winced as he face-palmed, then smiled. \n\nHe then looked down at the bottom and saw a caption that read: \"To Wally, a good friend, and a good sport. I hope someday you will be a WONDERFUL daddy to your own family! \n\nLove, Peggy and Penelope Dustclaw.\"\n\nThat made him see that both Penelope and Peggy were still happy to have him as a good friend.\n\n\"Wally?\" Lovey smiled. \"Are you gonna be alright?\"\n\nWally closed his eyes and chuckled. \"Couldn't be better, Love. Couldn't be better.\"\n\nTHE END\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "A Cup of Tea, a Cookie, And You

(A Clean Non-sexual Pillow Pregnancy Story- NSFW due to crude language in Chapter 4)

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Wallaroo is saddled with 3 little ladies who chose to role-play as mothers-to-be in their biology class, but the nightmares of a past incident long ago on Earth has him on edge...

(This story is non-canon and non-sexual, as well as clean, but the language in some parts, oh brother! ... not so much. Now with that said, don't get in an uproar about it, Alright?)

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-Prologue-


Wallaroo Blacke had problems. The kind that was either in his face, at his back, from
every direction, laying in wait, or just ready to go off like a time bomb.

But today, of any given day, his troubles would come in threes...

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-Chapter One-
“Do you remember…?”


It was a sunny and cool spring Friday morning on the planet of Arrebnac Commons, where everyone was getting ready for work.

Along with a certain flyer who was seeking a job that day.

"WALLY!" Lovey called from the kitchen, holding her cell phone, covering the receiver.

She was 5' 10", thanks to her being part Eastern Gray mixed in with Red kangaroo humanoid, both with prodigious height. Her body fur was shade of ivory-white, and her head-fur was as
pink as the inside of a conch shell. She was dressed as though she was ready for a job in the
business district, wearing a white blouse, a long tight navy-blue skirt with a matching suit coat
that outlined her generous hips and equally generous bosom.

Her husband was dressing as fast as he could, trying his best not to keep his bride waiting
too long. He arrived to the kitchen as fast as he could: He was a 5' 8" kangaroo-like humanoid
with dark brown fur, and head fur that was like an Afro. His muzzle whiskers hung over his upper
lip like a bushy, wild, and untrimmed moustache. He was clad in a dingy iron-gray T-shirt and
slightly-faded blue jeans.

Lovey chuckled when Wally skidded in, and fell down on his butt.

  "I'm surprised you got here so fast! I thought you'd be still asleep. I've got three girls
coming here from the local private school for their school project they're engaged in. Oh, by the
way, Wally... Peggy Dustclaw is one of them. You DO remember Peggy, do you?"

 How could he NOT forget her?

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Wally remembered Peggy from Earth: a black-tailed prairie dog, 8-and-a-half, 2'8", tan fur,
brown eyes, and buck teeth peeking out under her upper lip. Her auburn-colored head-fur was coiffed in a pageboy hairdo, topped off with a big pink bow that matched her pink jumper with a long-sleeved blouse, frilled socks and pink Mary-Janes.

Peggy had made friends with Marigold Pine's son, Zachary, during the blizzard that she and her
mom, Penelope Dustclaw, were rescued from before it had hit really hard and intense. Penelope and her daughter had moved away to a neighborhood close by afterward, but when Wally had visited the area, Peggy had now became enamored with him instead, and begged him to come to a tea party she had prepared.

It was there, she introduced him to her two "sons", Ethan and Sawyer, two plush chipmunk dolls she had bought and "adopted" at a garage sale.

On that same day, Lovey and her tomboy sister, Pepper, had walked in and seen them playing "House" together with Wally as a semi-reluctant "husband and father" of sorts to the precocious little prairie dog girl and her dolls.

Wally was laughed into total embarrassment by Pepper, despite his act of kindness with spending his time with the little girl, but he made sure that she was not going to get the last laugh.

But some time later in the year, before Peggy started going to a private school on Arrebnac, an incident that involved and embroiled both herself and Wally, one which would scare anyone to near-heart attack proportions.

Enough to make him stay away from Penelope and Peggy's home, no, the ENTIRE COMMUNITY on Earth until it had been completely forgotten...

If not forever.

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-Chapter Two-
“Memories of a Babysitter”

Wally answered, "Uhmmm... yeah, I remember Peggy and that tea party. And Ethan and Sawyer, too."

Lovey hugged Wallaroo and kissed his cheek, "It's good to remember your friends! I was wondering why you didn't visit her lately. Did something come up to keep you away?"

"Well," Wallaroo started to say. "I paid Penelope and Peg a visit a couple of years ago, but..."

"Oh my goodness!" Lovey interrupted. "I'm running late! Better tell me after work. Hopefully,
I can get the full story from you then."

Before he knew it, his wife had dashed through the living room and out of the front door to the bus stop, leaving him quietly perplexed. He never had that chance to tell Lovey about why he had not made a return visit to Peggy's home. He wanted to tell her, but it would wait.

“Why interrupt that job interview that she wanted and waited to for nearly six months?” he thought.

All he could do now was get a bowl of oatmeal for himself. He put some water in a bowl, threw into it a mixture of chopped cranberries, chopped dates, raisins, and chopped pecans, and gave the batch a good nuking, being mindful enough to remember about the water A-D-E when it came to any dried fruit:

·Absorption- how much water is needed for the dried fruit to soften;

·Displacement- how much water is needed to make sure that everything goes right;

·Evaporation- how much water is lost in the cooking process.

As the microwave was going, Wallaroo measured out a small portion of steel-cut oatmeal; he
had gotten that type of oatmeal, mistaking it for the usual rolled oats. He poured the finely
chopped oatmeal into the water the fruit sitting in, and let it set to soak up the water like tiny little sponges. As soon as he had done that, he took two slices of bread from its package, slapped on the corners and middle with a dab of butter on each, and set it aside before turning around to nuke the batch of oatmeal for three to five minutes. As he made his toast, he had some quiet consolation given about the coffee. Lovey made her coffee quite strong, but his coffee, when Wally had prepared it, had way too much of a bite from his heavy amount of coffee grounds, meaning it was way too strong for anyone, that is, except for Wally himself and anyone who were either night-owls, riding the "red-eye", or had a cast-iron stomach to gulp the high-octane, caffeine-loaded drink.

After breakfast, Wally had settled down on the couch, and begun watching "Marcus Wallaby, M.D.",  which came on before "The Arf-vengers". Halfway through "The Arf-vengers", he slowly began to drift off to sleep, remembering about that super-huge recliner chair in Penelope's living room...

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"Mr. Wally... can I sit with you until mom comes back?"

Wallaroo heard Peggy's words ring inside of his head. He had remembered scooting himself over
to let the little prairie dog girl sit beside him in that gigantic recliner. As they waited for her mom to return from wherever she went to, Peggy and Wally watched cartoons, sometimes giving them the MST3K-treatment. It was an hour or more later when her mom came in, and saw her daughter, as well as her babysitter, slumped against each other, sleeping like college students after an all-night cramming for final exams.

"Looks like someone's finally had gotten her nap!" Penelope said softly, chuckling as Wally awoke with a start. The roo looked down as the 8-year-old clutched him like a big teddy bear.
He smiled at the way the girl innocently hung onto him, as if HE were her father.

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But it wasn't that which scared him away to Arrebnac Commons ...

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-Chapter Three-
“A Big Kiss Hello”

The clock rang 1 pm.

Wally was already up to get ready for Lovey, Peggy, and whoever the prairie dog girl brought
along with her.

He started pacing the floor a bit, but stopped when he saw a dusty-grey SUV roll in at the
front of the house. Out of it came a stocky figure: a 4' 3" pleasantly-plump red-headed prairie
dog with big square-shaped glasses that highlighted her dark chocolate brown eyes, her hair was
like Peggy's, but much lighter, no thanks to the passage of time. She also wore a loose-fitting
heather purple sweater, but it did very little to hide her 44F bosom, and a long grayish-purple
skirt that came down to her boot-shod feet. Up the steps she came, followed by a knock on the door.

Peggy's mother, Penelope Dustclaw, was at the door.

The moment Wallaroo had opened the door, she immediately hopped up and embraced him, her big motherly breasts pressing against his chest, rubbing and sliding against it under her sweater, thanks to the silky-soft brassiere that lovingly cradled those luscious mammary glands. But he was surprised even more so when the prairie dog lady pressed her lips to his in a big, love-filled kiss, as if she were greeting her long lost lover.

Then Wally remembered: Prairie dogs always greeted their friends with kisses.

"Mrs. Dustclaw!" the roo gasped as his ears blushed from that sudden reunion. "How did you find me on Arrebnac Commons?!"

 "Well," Penelope blushed as she smiled, "for starters, Lovey gave me the address. Secondly, I wanted to apologize for my nosy neighbors who not only acted like you were a SEX OFFENDER, but they started a riot as they were chasing you off! At the price of being safe, they made my life and Peggy's life miserable because of it.

"All because of that old nut job, Mr. Baines."

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 Wally remembered that day, feeling like he was a fugitive, hunted down by a crazed bunch of people as they threw rocks, stones, and hateful words after him. Even though he escaped them, he still had bruises, wounds, and scars from that incident.

 And then there was the assault by the police that followed after...

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Wally stepped aside and lead the motherly earth-burrower in to rest her feet in the living room.

 All the roo can say in reply was, "It’s sad that prejudice warps the minds of those who embrace
it. Even worse when someone on the outside eggs them on. All because of the way prairie dogs greet one another and their closest friends, and because someone they don‘t know visits. It wasn't your fault nor was it Peggy's.

"But still, I stayed away from that neighborhood regardless", Wally said as he sat in his chair at the kitchen table. "I certainly won't ask THEM for any apologies. Not that I'd GET any at all. No sense going back there anymore, even in an armored car, much less a Sherman tank."
 
"I know. Can't blame you about that, either. That, and how they behaved afterwards," Penelope finished. She sighed and shook her head. "After that riot was sparked because of those so-called would-be protectors, I had Peggy checked in at the local clinic. The doctor had confirmed what I had thought, and gave her a stabilization hormone to keep her estrus in check until it had passed. After moving out, I had to straighten my place out, and your friend Marigold lent a paw in doing so.

"The crazy thing was Peggy was wanting to play 'House' with you again," Mrs. Dustclaw then said,
chuckling as she thought about what happened before the riot. "Except, I should have known from the start when Peggy took out that big dress that her Aunt Flora gave her three years before. My sister Flora assumed that Peggy was gonna be like how I was as a kid: FAT. But I kept the dress for alterations for a decent Sunday outfit, just to spite that stuck-up sister of mine.”

Penelope laughed as she mused on that moment. "What I didn't expect was Peggy taking one of my throw pillows, and stuffing it under her dress! She looked JUST LIKE how big I was at the time when I was pregnant with HER! She was big as a house, looking like she was ready to pop, but at half my height! To be honest with you, my belly stuck out like the front end of a submarine in those last two months! Peggy's pillow 'pregnancy' not only filled that dress out, it REALLY HAD made her look like she was ACTUALLY pregnant! With twins! My little one reminded me about myself at that time THAT much, dressed like so!."

She then smiled. "Well, folks say that our kids are a reflection of ourselves!"

Wallaroo finally spoke up and asked, "Uhmmm... Why is Peggy coming here with her friends?"

"Oh! Thank you for reminding me!" Penelope exclaimed. "She and her friends are involved in a class project."

"Uh... What kind of project?" the mustachioed macropod queried.

"A cat named Deeta, a skunk named Violet, and herself volunteered to wear a Preg-Prop for a full week in their biology class", Mrs. Dustclaw replied. "They are going to be visiting today. Peggy just
thought she'd get to play 'House' with you and her friends once again before the whole week was out."

Wallaroo had started sweating bullets after Penelope finished what she had to say.

The nightmare he thought he had escaped from once had begun anew.

AGAIN.









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-Chapter Four-
“The Accused”

For Wallaroo, just remembering what had occurred four years ago was just plain terrifying.

It was as if he had been in the very shoes of Dr. Richard Kimble himself from both the movie and the TV show “The Fugitive” while hearing "After Me" by the rock group Saliva blaring in the stereo of his mind at the same time.

All because of a horrible crime that he had been ACCUSED of committing.

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 Penelope had invited Wally back for another tea party at her house, and just had just dropped him off at her house before she went grocery shopping. She told Wally that he could earn some extra cash for raking the leaves in her back yard before the winter weather blew in. Peggy pouted about her friend having to do chores before that tea party could ever take place, even though it was in her mom's own living room. Still, she had prepared for him to finish his duties, ready to play "House" to her friend.

 
In the neighborhood, an old man was spending his time wandering about: He was 4' 6", wore horn-rimmed glasses, an old fedora, and an old wrinkled suit. Though he was bent over from age, he acted as though he had earned all of the authority in his whole person that came with it, and was as spiteful as a gadfly to anyone to whom he had deemed worthless, even if they didn't rightfully deserve it. He was like Eustace T. Bagg from "Courage the Cowardly Dog", but in a different setting, and, just to top it all off, he also had a filthy mouth.

As soon as Penelope drove away, he saw Wally cleaning up the back yard, and started yelling at him, filling the air with obscenities.

"HEY! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN THERE?! GET YOUR GOD-DAMNED ASS OUT OF THOSE PEOPLE'S BACK YARD, YOU LOUSY SON OF A BITCH!! GET OUT OF HERE!!"

Wallaroo, irritated by the man screaming at him, started toward the house. Again, the old man started yelling and cursing his head off.

"HEY! WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?! GET AWAY FROM THOSE PEOPLE'S HOUSE, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!!"

Wally was already inside, locked the door behind himself, headed into the bathroom while he was gathering his wits as he grabbed a bar of soap, and turned the hot water valve despite his own angry fuming.

"Peggy?" he called. "Who is that old man, and why is he yelling at me like that?!"

"That's Mister Baines", Peggy called back in reply. "He's a really mean and nasty old man."

"I was told by your mom to clean up the backyard", Wally said as he was washing his hands furiously. "But how can I clean it up when that old fart is screaming at me like it were HIS YARD?"

"Like I said, he's a meanie“, the girl answered outside the bathroom door.

"I was almost two steps away from punching him in the face so hard, he'd crap his false teeth 48 hours later!" Wally snarled as he dried his hands, and took a few deep breaths to calm down enough to keep from blowing his own top. "Sorry about that," the roo said, apologetically. "I should not be angry around good friends, especially you, Peggy. And I shouldn't be saying things like that, too."  

Wally stepped out of the bathroom, and saw Peggy: She was wearing it was an A-line floral print float dress that had short puffed sleeves. It was the dress that her Aunt Flora had given to her, thinking her niece could fill it out by thinking she‘d pack on pounds like her sister Penelope. Not only it was three sizes too big, it came past her knees, almost overtaking her shins.

But that was not ALL that he noticed.

"Uhmmm... Peggy?" Wallaroo asked, his voice hinting of worry to it as his eyes fell upon her.

"Yes, Mr. Roo?" she replied innocently.

"Uhmmm... What's... that?" he gulped, pointing to Peggy's tummy as it rounded out the front of her dress, almost as if the little girl looked like she REALLY WAS in the throes of pregnancy.

With full-sized twins.


Realizing what he was asking, Peggy cheerfully said, "Oh! Well, I felt we should give Ethan and Sawyer a beautiful baby brother or a baby sister soon! Or maybe BOTH!" She then smiled as she rubbed her right hand over the pregnant protrusion, "If you don't mind being the daddy, and mom doesn't mind me using one of her throw pillows from her sofa!" Then, as if to play at the role even more, Peggy put her hands to her lower back, as if it were aching, pushing her belly forward.

It was, without any doubt, a very convincing act indeed.

"Uhmmm... I know you mean well and all with your playing 'House', but just to play it safe, I think you'd better stay out of sight, Peggy,"  Wally said timidly, scared that such a little girl like her
could take her role-playing to such an extremely serious degree. "That brain-fried old man could be lurking and looking about."

The moment he stepped into the living room, Wally saw the old creep peeking into the window, busy yelling his head off at him.

"GET OUT OF THAT HOUSE, YOU THIEF! GET OUT OF THERE!!!"

Wally grabbed the ring of the window shade and pulled it down over the old louse's face, and did the same to the other windows, making sure that obnoxious old Mr. Baines wasn't able to spy in on either Peggy or himself, but before Wally could get the last two shades down in the living room, Peggy had walked into the room, bulging as if she was ready to go into labor. Mr. Baines had already scooted to that window, and when his astigmatic eyes fell upon the little girl, he started screaming even louder, the obscenities vomiting forth from his nearly-toothless mouth.

"YOU HORRIBLE FREAK! YOU GOT THAT LITTLE GIRL PREGNANT!! YOU SICKENING MOTHERFUCKER! YOU GOD-DAMNED SON OF A BITCH BASTARD!!! YOU RAPED THAT CHILD, YOU DIRTY FUCKING CREEP!!!"


The noise Mr. Baines was creating had people actually step out of their own houses to see what was going on, some human and some anthropomorphic. The wretched old nut hobbled toward the one of the people who would actually listen to him, and pointed in the direction of the Dustclaw residence.

Wallaroo stepped out of the house to see what was going on, and the old man pointed and yelled.

"THAT'S HIM! THAT'S THE NASTY SON OF A BITCH THAT RAPED THAT POOR LITTLE GIRL AND GOTTEN HER PREGNANT!!"

And as bad luck would have it, Peggy, pillow and all, came out to see what the noise was about.

"Look! The old man's right!! That guy DID knock her up!" shouted one of people.

Then someone else shouted the two words that made people rush toward the house, both human and anthropomorphics alike, picking up rocks and stones out of someone's rock garden, as well as bottles from the street, and throwing them in Wally's direction.

"GET HIM!!!"

Wallaroo moved the little prairie dog behind the door. "Peggy! Lock the door and stay down!!" he huffed.

A rock the size of a coffee mug slammed into the door frame above his head, just missing it.

"HIDE! NOW!!" he said with urgency to the scared little girl. Peggy slammed the door as a barrage of rocks were thrown by the maddened crowd of citizens determined to split Wallaroo's skull wide open, but the roo hopped away as fast as he could. Another rock zipped past him, but a softball-sized stone hit in squarely in the right shoulder, the blinding and shattering pain causing him to stumble, but still, he kept going in a redoubled effort to escape from the would-be vigilantes rushing in. Behind him, people screamed, shouted, all baying for his blood in their heated rage, hell-bent to spill it:

"KILL HIM! GET SOME GUNS!"
 
"GET THAT BABY-RAPING MONSTER!!"

"GET THE SWAT TEAM AFTER THAT MISERABLE FUCKING FREAK!"

"CATCH HIM AND STRING THAT SON OF A BITCH UP!"

"SOMEBODY SHOOT THE MOTHERFUCKER!!!"

"GET A CAR AND RUN THAT GODDAMN BASTARD DOWN!"

Wallaroo knew he had to outdistance that angry lynch mob, but the open streets would only increase his chances of being killed by them, especially so, if they had gotten hold of a gun. He swiftly changed direction toward one of the houses, and hopped over a fence, then cut through another backyard.

As he jumped through another backyard, he was nearly bitten by a human owner's pit bull before hopped another fence, and finally escaped into a wooded area near a park. He hopped as fast as he could, sliding on leaves and stumbling from fallen tree branches on the forest floor.


Wally had just emerged out of the other side of the forest when he spotted a passing police cruiser, and flagged it down. He gasped, "Oh, thank heavens! I need your help! I..."

Wally was cut off by one of the officers: A heavyset yet muscular anthropomorphic bull who had just stepped out of the cruiser, and without saying a word, punched him in the face. The roo fell to the ground, dizzied, blood seeping out of his face and nose.

Despite being semiconscious, he was read his Mirandas. As they did, he was rolled over on his stomach, handcuffed, shoved into the cruiser, and hauled away.

After being fingerprinted and his mug shots were taken, he sat in a jail cell, dazed and bloodied from what happened earlier.

Wally was slipping in and out of consciousness as he stayed there. He heard the myriad of voices within the station, some wanting to throw the book at him, some wanting to put him underneath the nearest Super-Max High Security Penitentiary, and others who wanted him lynched on the spot outright. His vision blurred and slowly grew dim from the head injury he had received, some of the voices Wally heard were growing louder, but more distorted, as were the shadows and faces that appeared in front of him.

"Hey you, 'Tank Girl' reject!" said a male voice. "You free to go. You're made bail."

A female voice said, "Hey... are you okay...? He doesn't look too good..."

The male voice then scoffed, "He's just trying to play on your sympathy. Been like that since I had to use.. Heh… 'reasonable force' against him."

"WHAT?!" another voice, male, had shouted. "ODETTE, CHECK ON THAT PRISONER!!"

A bright light shined into the roo's face as someone held his head. Two words were heard loud and clear, noting something was wrong with Wallaroo.

"OH, FUCK!!!"

Then, while spots were in Wally's eyes, the female's voice tore into her partner like an angry virago.

"DO YOU THINK HIS PUPILS CAN DO THAT IF HE WERE FAKING?!? YOUR ASS IS IN SO MUCH DEEP SHIT THAT YOU'LL THINK YOU'RE A HAMSTER TRAPPED WITHIN A F5 TORNADO THAT’S INSIDE OF AN MASSIVE-ASSED OIL REFINERY FIRE! WE ALREADY HAVE INTERNAL AFFAIRS ALL OVER OUR ASSES ABOUT THAT REPORT OF THE MANY INCIDENTS INVOLVING THAT UNCLE OF THE JUDGE, AND WE CERTAINLY DON'T NEED THIS SHIT RIGHT ALONG WITH IT!!"

Before Wally lost consciousness completely, someone else shouted as he fell over.

"Shit! Get an ambulance, ON THE DOUBLE!"

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Wallaroo's eyes snapped open in terror as he gasped, rose a little, and looked around.

He wasn't in the cell that he was thrown into, but he was in the sterile, antiseptic environment of the hospital. Noticing that he wasn't able to move his right arm, Wallaroo looked down, and he saw that it was in a sling, and a nasal that tube ran from his face, bandaged to his nose.

"Welcome back to the land of the living", said a female voice close by.

The wounded roo jumped back in fear from in his bed, scrambling as he did so.

"Easy, easy!" the voice said, trying to calm Wally down. "Don't be afraid. You're safe now."

"W-w-who are you?" stammered Wally. "What happened?"

"I'm Detective Odette O'dour of the police department", she said, walking around the bed to be seen: She was a 5' 6" young lady skunk in her late-20s, slim and trim, her face was covered with white fur, and her white head-fur was short yet stylish. She wore an outfit of a plain-clothes officer,
dark green leggings and top, her chest covered with a Kevlar BPV, and a beige long coat. She reached into her pocket, pulled out her wallet containing her identification, and showed it.

"I sat with you because one of the arresting officers had used excessive force on you. Penelope,
Marigold, and her husband Hugh chipped in to get you out, but your head injury earlier from the
unnecessary assault proved to be a better 'Get-Out-Of-Jail-Card' than any. Your right shoulder blade suffered a hairline fracture, along with the bridge of your nose when that officer punched you in the face, along with a concussion."

Wally asked. "What happened to Peggy and Penelope?"

"They're okay", Odette spoke. "But I doubt they'd want to stay in that neighborhood after this.
Old Mr. Baines tried to get a lynch mob after you, and now he's facing charges for inciting a riot.
I wouldn't be surprised in the least if he tries to cuss the judge out for letting YOU go."

Wally didn't care about that decrepit old fart, he was worried that Peggy might be taken away from her mother by Child Protective Services, whose ham-handed tactics left many families torn apart behind false allegations:

 Some people, especially the unscrupulous ones seeking revenge on other families, just out of petty vindictiveness and spite, did so without a care afterward. That is, until the report was found out to be fraudulent, and the instigator was incarcerated.

"Penelope came home with groceries just when you decided to hop over the fences. She and her daughter told the authorities about everything", Odette had continued. "With what went on, and the people that was involved in the riot, I'm surprised CPS dropped the charges against Penelope due to their lack of evidence. All behind some addle-pated old bastard whose stroke-riddled mind stirred up a pack of lies, and people ate it up like free raspberry tarts. Now THEY are looking like fools and facing attempted assault charges, all because someone thought you were a criminal when you were really the babysitter who was trying to clean up Penelope's backyard, and Peggy almost gotten taken from her mother because she played 'House' with some realism in mind."

"Yeah," Wally said rather gloomily, looking at his free hand. "But I'm still under arrest, huh?"

"Nope," Odette said. "The charges were dropped, but some folks wanted to keep you away from the girl or any other children, thinking you MIGHT be a sexual predator, like that 22-year-old man who married that 13-year-old girl, or that man who abducted that poor 11-year-old girl and kept her for nearly twenty years. I checked you for priors. Not even a charge for jaywalking. Not that you even dared to. Heh. Pretty good that you have behaved yourself for that long. Keep it up.
I just wish more folks were like you these days, even if it does reduce the workload for us."

"Then you guys would be bored to tears about the lack of work going on in the city!" Wally chuckled weakly at the comment.

"Well, you're right", Odette said. "But there will always be someone to commit a crime despite how peaceful the environment that they are living in. It's sad but true, but that's the nature of some the people nowadays. Even though I’m a skunk, what stinks to me is the more self-serving people like Mr. Baines, and other heavy-handed control-freaks who are always trying to look for just about ANY invalid reason at all for them to sic the police force on ANYONE like trained attack dogs.

“Just so they can do as THEY please, feeling like they’ve got the power to control society, thinking they can get rid of any, if not ALL of the people that THEY consider as freaks and weirdos out of their neighborhood and communities while people like YOU get incarcerated for anything they can think of. WE also get a bad rap for doing it, making the cases of those whose fear and disgust for police in their reference to us as 'Storm troopers for the Establishment and the Rich', just like the hippies of long ago had complained about.

"And then there are police officers like the one that committed that needless assault upon you,"
Odette indignantly sighed afterward. "Officers like that one give us the biggest black eye in any police department anywhere in the known galaxy. I saw those old Dragnet episodes from your home planet, and how Sgt. Friday described them made plenty of sense. I liked that show. Too bad no one has that kind of decorum, cool-headed intelligence, common-sense, the know-how or  the levelheadedness and tact that Jack Webb's character had."

"You yourself do, but as you had said", Wally could only reply, sympathizing with her, "it's sad but true."

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

"Wally?" Penelope asked, worried about her friend and the whole terrible ordeal he was afraid of
reliving. "Will everything be all right after Peggy and her friends get here?"

"Oh! Oh, yes," Wally responded. "But, you might have to stay a while. After all, it still has to be a
supervised visit, even after what that dumb-ass judge said back on Earth.

"Okay, Wally", Penelope replied. "But I still don't see why he had to sentence YOU concerning supervised visitation rights. He had no right to do that to you, even if it WASN'T your fault."

"I know," Wally replied. "He must've thought kids' role-play was something condemnable, thinking
that I had purposely orchestrated and perpetrated in getting Peggy to playing that part. Just like
a person called Pat Pulling, who, long ago, blamed Advanced Dungeons and Dragons and Gary Gygyx for the death of her son."

"But I WILL do this on my part," Mrs. Dustclaw snarled. "If I could VOTE the stupid fool out of
office when election day comes on Earth! He doesn't have the good sense that the Good Lord gave him!"

"Probably a bachelor for life," snarked Wallaroo. "And hates kids regardless of gender or age."

The door opened, and a sigh was heard by both. Penelope and Wally turned to see Lovey looking bedraggled and worn out from her forays in a job interview and public transit, her hair and clothes a rumpled mess, and a look on her face that said she was totally exhausted. She uttered just one word to denote how her day had went.

"Damn".

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-Chapter Five-
“Girl Talk”

After a pot of coffee had been perked, followed by Penelope having told of Wally's terrible tale of what occurred back on Erath before The Big Move, Lovey was shocked about had happened to her husband and the chaos that was wrought upon him long ago.

It was reason enough to tell her; she was off the planet at the time when all of it had taken place.

"I can't believe that sort of thing happened to you!" Lovey exclaimed softly. "All because you
did something innocent as playing 'House' with Peggy, and they thought YOU were a sex offender! Even if she DID take her pretending a touch more toward realism. The nerve of some people! They act like children's play is a bad thing, let alone anything else!

"But, you know," Lovey giggled, her voice becoming lightly teasing. "She must've been crushing on you super-hard, Wally. To be honest, in a way, I actually ENVY her somehow."

"Why do you envy her, Lovey?" Wally asked out of curiosity.

Lovey giggled as she looked at her husband. "Peggy was very bold to admit she wanted you for her husband! She even wanted to have YOUR baby! Even if you ARE married to me!"

Penelope laughed out loud. "It's the honest-to-goodness truth! She wanted to be MARRIED TO YOU, Wally! Isn't that sweet? Almost got ME wanting you to marry her when she turns twenty!"

"Whoa, whoa, WHOA!" Wally exclaimed. "That's what almost got me strung up like a side of beef
with that lynch mob back then! Pardon my saying this, it‘s nice gesture, but, I'd rather be friends of a platonic nature with Peggy than to stoop to robbing the cradle!"

"Well, you are going to be dealing with Peggy AND her friends with Lovey and myself, supervising
everything, so STOP WORRYING," Penelope said nicely, but it switched to an authoritarian voice that NOBODY could misunderstand or mistake as she got up and faced Wallaroo.

"The girls will be on their BEST behavior, and I already KNOW that YOU will be, too. That CREAKY, CREEPY, LOUDMOUTHED LOW-DOWN old bastard of an old fart that started all of that trouble will NOT be anywhere in sight to do that again. Lovey and I will see to that! So, PUT ON your big-boy pants, AND DRINK TEA!!" she said, poking Wally's chest with a stiffened finger to underscore each stressed word that was said with a painful jab. Adding to the fact that Penelope happened to have strong, semi-sharp claws, the more that she jabbed, the more intense was the pain!

Wally backed up, rubbing the sore part of his chest where Mrs. Dustclaw had jabbed her finger into with his right hand and holding out his left in a yielding manner. "OW! OW! OW! Okay, okay! I'll get ready," he whimpered.

Penelope's voice immediately softened as she put her hand on his shoulder. "Oh, I'm so sorry about that", she said apologetically, blushing profusely. "I guess I liked doing tea parties as much as Peggy. Not that I'd had any chance to. Sorry if my teasing about you and Peggy got under your skin, along with my nails."

Lovey smiled. "I think I would like to be in on it, too. I want to see what it's like, myself!"

"As long as Pepper isn't in on it", Wally grumbled. "I thought I'd NEVER hear the end of it from
that tomboy sister of yours, Lovey. Always riding my tail about that from the last time she saw
me playing with Peggy at a tea party."

"Now, Wally!" Lovey admonished, being her turn to be authoritarian, a scowl was etched on her sweet beautiful face, threatening like a violent, sudden thunderstorm that came with a 100% chance of lightning and a possible chance of a tornado along with it.

"You WILL NOT bring THAT up EVER AGAIN! She's not going to be there, YOU ARE! And IF you chicken out, you can be SURE that I WON’T FORGET about THIS!!!"

Wally knew that whenever Lovey got mad, she was impossible to talk to, reason with, or, in some
cases, live with. Especially when she had the PMS of their species, Painful Marsupium Syndrome, when her pouch was super-sensitive before she came into her estrus. But nevertheless, that was the most serious ultimatum that Lovey has ever MADE to Wallaroo. Wally knew he was over a barrel this time, and he knew that no amount of begging, pleading, or bargaining could bail him out of THIS jam, especially when there were two people who wanted to see the whole thing through. He had no other choice BUT to surrender.

Wally swallowed hard, choking slightly, and replied weakly, "Okay. I'll get ready. But I hope we
have Equinox Herbal Lemon grass or Red Hibiscus, because I don't know if the girls like
Earl Grey."

Lovey smiled in satisfaction, then hugged Wally and nuzzled at his ear as she cooed into it, "That's my boomer."

But on the bright side, he thought, at least there is no Pepper to taunt him about it.

Nor a certain old dick-weed to raise hell over there, either.

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-Chapter Six-
“Three Little ‘Pregnant’ Maids from School”

A few minutes later, Penelope was on her way to pick up Peggy and her friends from the private school they attended across town.

Wally was busy bathing, washing his hair, applying deodorant, and putting on his best clothes.

It was all he could do to be at the tea party. Either that or end up with an angry wife giving him no end of resentment. Compared to what he endured from Pepper, Wallaroo would rather not see the meaner side of Lovey. He would rather face a lynch mob the size of the ENTIRE population of Rhode Island, let alone the ENTIRE planet of Earth than to scorn her.

"WALLY!" Lovey called from the kitchen, busy cutting bread into finger sandwiches. "Are you dressed?!"

Wally walked out, dressed in a pair of black slacks and a long sleeve shirt. A clip-on tie was at
his neck. His hair and moustache, despite it being unruly, was combed neatly and trimmed down.

"Aw!" Lovey purred. "I'd love to have you like this ALL of the time!" Affectionately, she licked
Wally's ear. "I hope Peggy doesn't get jealous, and put you through the wringer about you and me, like I did a moment ago."

"Well, you can never tell," the cleaned-up roo said. "A girl's first love is always vaunted and revered. I don't want to break her heart, nor yours, for that matter."

"Peggy wanted a father figure to look up to. She wants someone like that in you, Wally", Lovey assessed as she cooed into Wally's face. "Maybe that's why she's had such a crush on you."

Wally's mouth dropped open as he started staring into Lovey's face. "Really?!"

Lovey nodded.

"SERIOUSLY!?!" Wallaroo said.

Lovey nodded again.

"Aw damn," Wally said in a state of shock as hung his head in shame, feeling like a fool because he failed to see Peggy's true intentions. "I had never realized that. Maybe that probably was why
Peggy wanted me, and liked me so much. I had been such a stupid dumb-assed bastard not to see that. Now I really feel like a loser for letting those incidents with Pepper and that old man get to me."

Lovey lifted her husband's chop-fallen face. "Awww, don't feel bad. I'm sure Peggy loves being with you. And I'M more than glad to vouch for you, Wally!" she smiled.

Within 35 minutes, Penelope returned with her passengers in tow. Lovey wasn't hesitant on opening the door for the approaching guests.

Wallaroo watched the girls file in, backpacks and Preg-Prop bellies strapped to their bodies,
waddling toward the front door as though they were at full term from a VERY REAL pregnancy:

·Deeta Mewler- a Maine Coon kitten, 12-and-a-half, 3'7", tan fur, big jade green eyes, and a long bushy tail. Her blonde head-fur was styled in a long ponytail tied back with a purple scrunchie matching her light purple T-shirt with pink sleeves and shorts.

·Violet- a skunk kit, 11, 3'4", black with white stripes, baby blue eyes, and a big bushy tail. Her white head-fur was tinted purple, and styled in twin ponytails tied with purple bows, while her face and throat melded with the white under fur. She wore a short-sleeved baby-blue leotard, white tights, and matching baby-blue ballet slippers.

·Peggy- a black-tailed prairie dog, 12, 3'5", tan fur, brown eyes, and buck teeth peeking out under her upper lip. Her head-fur was an auburn colored pageboy hairdo, topped with a big pink bow. She wore a light blue A-line dress with little white polka-dots, short puffed sleeves, a square bibbed collar, and lace trimming the collar and sleeves.

Wally noticed something was different about Peggy this time around, but he could not place his finger on it, no matter how hard he tried, but, out of politeness, he did not stare, as he walked toward the kitchen sink.

"MR. WALLY!!!" cried a familiar voice. He turned around to see Peggy, cheerful, despite what happened back then.

Wally bent forward. "Hey! How are you--"

Before he could finish, Peggy quickly jumped up into Wally's arms, and kissed him on the lips in true prairie dog fashion.

The roo's cheeks and inner ears blushed from the sudden smooch, leaving him in quite a loss for words.


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-Chapter Seven-
“Wally… Meet Peggy, Deeta, and Violet!”


He quickly gathered his wits and asked politely, "So... how goes things with you, Peggy?"

Peggy replied. "I missed you so much. Between school, homework, and this project, things had
really been complicated. I barely have time to play with Ethan and Sawyer because every time
I look at them..."

Peggy stopped momentarily, looked down, and resumed talking.

"... I was scared when that lady tried to have me taken away from Mom. I heard that the police had hurt you badly..."

It was all too obvious that Peggy was about to cry at any moment, remembering the terrible things
that took place that day for her friend. And herself.

Wally sat down on his tail, and let Peggy hold him tight in her arms, tears streaming down her plump furry cheeks.

"It's okay. Those people went overboard when they did that to me. All because they were too suspicious, overprotective, and listening to some old rabble-rouser. And Peggy, I think it's better to stop crying now, sweetie. I'm alright, and a tea party is supposed to be a happy time with friends," Wally said, hugging her tenderly as he began wiping the tears from her face before letting go.
"Let's not have the trouble from the past sour our good day today."

And without any more to say, Wally kissed Peggy on her nose, and hugged her tight as if she were his own daughter, making the little prairie dog girl giggle.

"Oh! I almost forgotten!" smiled Peggy. "I had not introduced you to my friends from school!"

Peggy ran off into the living room, but there was a knock at the door. Wally opened it, and found
Odette O'dour there, dressed in her street clothes, causing him to jump back.

"Easy, now!" she chuckled. "It's just a social call. I'm here with Violet."

"You are?" Wally asked. "Well, I'll let you know right now that I have been on my best behavior."

"Yes, he has!" Peggy said politely in the defense of her friend. "Wait a minute! I remember you!
You're that lady that helped me and my Mom! How are you, Ms. Odette?"

"I'm doing alright, Peggy," the skunk smiled as she looked down on the prairie dog's bulging prop belly. "What's with that on you? Getting an early start with motherhood? You look like you're just about ready to pop!"

"I volunteered to wear this thing for a week. Luckily for me, I have clothes sent from my Aunt Flora
 to wear over it. And I got some more to share with my friends who are in this class project, too!"

Deeta and Violet walked in as Peggy was talking to Odette.

"Auntie!" the leotard-clad skunk kit exclaimed excitedly as she hugged her.

"So, Violet," Odette said as she knelt down and rubbed the pregnancy-prop-pillow her niece wore over her ballet outfit. "You're in on this, too, huh?"

"Yeah," Violet pouted as she held her pseudo-tummy. "It's hard to stand on my toes while wearing this thing. I keep falling over when I try to do so in dance class."

"Well, Violet," Odette said in a reasoning voice. "That’s because a mom-to-be's body is heavier that way, due to the baby growing inside of her belly. Aside from that bit of info, when's the party for you and your friends?"

"Any minute now."

Deeta looked at Wally skeptically and asked, "You're… Peggy's friend?"

"Yep," Wally answered warily. "Anything wrong?"

The kitten said in a suspicious yet wary tone, "You're kinda... old."

"Well, yeah," Wally said plainly. "So I am." Then he shrugged.

"Deeta", Peggy chided humorously to her friend. "Don't be rude! He's my friend."

"Friend as in buds or friend as in boyfriend?" the cat girl asked.

"It's... 95% bud - 5% boyfriend, not sure really, but he's okay", Peggy said.

Wally was surprised to hear this, but kept it all to himself, relieved that Peggy regarded him as a best friend.

"I think he's a VERY GOOD person to be friends with," said Odette reassuringly. "I sat with him in the hospital a while back."

"Okay," Deeta responded warily. "If you say so."

"Deeta..."

Penelope's voice was heard in the living room.

"... Your cell phone's ringing!"

"Ooo! Excuse me! Gotta answer that!" Deeta said, rushing back to the living room, with Peggy and Violet following her, leaving Odette and Wally alone in the kitchen.

After the unbearable quiet, Wally turned toward Odette and finally spoke.

"Sounds like Deeta has trust issues," he whispered cautiously.

"Like you wouldn't believe," Odette said seriously. "She's been that way since she and a few other girls were abducted at that summer camp by that crazy cult a year-and-a-half ago before their Big Move to the Commons. Even more shocking, Deeta gave birth to a son, just like some of those girls who were impregnated there. The creep who abducted them is now serving at least TEN LIFE SENTENCES, one for each girl that he violated to feed his twisted appetite.

"Now I ask you: could you trust someone who once was an authority figure, who was SUPPOSED to be trusted by every parent to care for your children and someone else’s children when that individual follows a sinister cult, and chose to kidnap, seduce, and violate said children out his or her own free will?" Odette asked with a serious tone.

Though he did have silent sympathy for the victims, Wally could not say one single word.

Not one for retort or reply, the unbearable quiet returning…


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-Chapter Eight-
“Hello, Mrs. Mewler”

Then, Wallaroo finally spoke.

"I can't say I blame Deeta for being wary, Odette,  where she is concerned," he said, feeling perplexed at what had happened to the juvenile Maine Coon who went from child to reluctant-but-plucky mother. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she was afraid of ME, of all people.”

"Well, there's no need to feel TOO sorry for me, okay?" a voice piped up flatly.

Wally and Odette turned to see Deeta standing at the kitchen doorway.

"Mom and Dad said 'Out of a bad situation, sometimes come the good ones’ '", she said, before pointing to the prop belly she wore and rubbing it, as if she were really pregnant. "I chose to wear this to remember what it was like being pregnant, but, in this case, in a BETTER setting. Sorry if I was hard on you, Mr. Roo. Don‘t be afraid of me or what happened."

"I won't worry about it, and neither should you" Wally said. "I'd be lying if I said that I understood, because... really, in all honesty and respect, I don't. But, you can call me Wally."

"Yeah!" Deeta smiled. "It's very... complicated. Especially when it's too scary to bring up."

"Yeah," Wally said with careful consideration. "I'd rather make sandwiches than pry any further in
THAT direction. It'd be better that way."

"Now, sandwiches," Deeta grinned. "THAT I can completely understand!"

"Not to be intrusive, but," Wally started asking. "How's your family doing?"

"Dad's got a new job in the repair of the theatre, and little Aaron is still nursing." Deeta held her
right breast tenderly. "Mom said weaning is tough. I can see why."

Then a knock was heard at the door behind Odette. Wally went to it, opened it, and saw Deeta's mother: She was a 5' 5" beige cat with a short sweeping blond hairdo, almost taller than Wally, and having a beautiful hourglass figure, but not in an exaggerated way. On her left hip she held a smaller kitten clinging on to her light yellow shirt as tight as he could with its claws as he mewed softly and plaintively .

"Hello there!" she said. "Is my daughter and Penelope in here?"

Before either Odette or Wally could answer, Deeta said, "Oh, Mom! She's in the living room! Has Aaron been giving you any grief?"

"Yes, Deeta," the mother cat said to her daughter as she gave Deeta her grandchild. "He wouldn't take the bottle of formula after he finished napping. After I had managed to feed, burp, and change him before coming over, I was thinking about continuing the home schooling program for you if this keeps up."

"You are?" Deeta asked.

"That may be a possible conclusion", the mother cat said before she noticed Wally. "Oh! I am SO sorry! My name is Mellissa Mewler! How are you?"

Wally stuck his hand out to shake her hand. "Doing fine. How are you?"

Mellissa replied with a chuckle as she took his hand. "Exhausted! Between working part-time at the grocery check-out and babysitting, I think babysitting is whole lot better! No people acting like jackasses, and no overbearing blowhard boss being around to get my blood pressure up. At least Aaron is lot easier to please.

"Even if he does misbehaves sometimes," Mellissa smiled as she watched her daughter in the living room, soothing her son as she cradled him close to her bosom, remembering what it was like, not so long ago with Deeta.



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-Chapter Nine-
“Wally feels the pinch”

"You were home-schooling Deeta?" Wallaroo asked.

"Yep," Mellissa chirped.

"For how long?"

"Right after she had her C-section and was recovering from that psycho's twisted idea of a community. I had helped with some of her schooling, as well as my husband, Mason, when he hadn't any contract construction work. I am especially glad that Deeta is okay."

Then she heaved a very heavy sigh.

"But she still has nightmares from being trapped in that compound. The things that was done to her and those other poor little girls..."

"Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder plays its hand," Odette said. "It seems that those girls will never escape that nightmare. But, hopefully... they will."

"Yeah," Mrs. Mewler agreed. "Almost anything will make those terrible memories come back."

"You mean those girls are dealing with... THAT!?" Wallaroo whispered as he asked, aghast of the occurrence.

Both Mellissa and Odette nodded.

"Man," the roo replied. "Even if those girls did get the much needed help to get over that ordeal, something is bound to trigger those buried memories. I don't want to think about what happens to that guy for what he had done. It'd probably be the Marquis De Sade's wet dream seeing him getting his just desserts."

"Yeah, but with his fellow inmates, it's either ostracism," Odette pointed out, "or having that bastard relive the very torture he had dished out. Some would be bold enough to either mutilate him or even kill that type of person in their midst. Some of those things would make what you've went through with that riot seem like a Sunday picnic."

Wally didn't have to think to hard about it much to make him shudder. He then turned to Mellissa, and asked, "Has Deeta testified against her abductor?"

"Yes, she did", Mellissa nodded. "At first, she was afraid to, no thanks to his lawyer. That is, until
the judge dressed that guy down for verbally attacking Deeta and others that testified on the witness stand as he cross-examined them."

"That's where the ten life sentences come in," Odette added.

"I cannot say that I feel sorry for him," Wallaroo said. "But I do feel bad for his parents, though."

"We all cannot make a Johnny Gnu Knight Tex or an Ursa L. Land Thrush in our kids, but we try to raise them right the best that we can", Mellissa said to Wally, patting his paw reassuringly. "Hopefully, you'll be blessed with kids of your own someday."

"Aw dang it!" Wally exclaimed. "I almost forgot to make the cookies and get that Lemon Grass tea ready!"

Mellissa and Odette chuckled as Wally grabbed a cookie sheet, a tempered glass cutting board, preheated the oven, and then grabbed a roll of frozen sugar cookie dough from the freezer before turning to Odette and asking, "Does Violet have any kind of allergies to chocolate?"

"Yes, she does", she replied. "Thanks for asking. I brought her Derma-Pen just in case."

"Okay," the roo said as he got a knife and sliced out discs of the tube of frozen cookie dough.
"Sugar cookies it is. By the way, Mrs. Mewler---"

"Call me Mellissa," she smiled.

"Okay. Before you came in", Wallaroo queried, "Deeta said something about weaning her baby was tough. Is she...?"

Mellissa nodded. "After the baby was born, she had to swap out her training bra for a nursing bra.
Little Aaron is now teething, which, obviously, has been very painful for her."

The Afro-haired roo winced in sympathy. "Ouch. Sorry I asked."

"Don't be. Curiosity will have some surprising answers, but at least THAT ONE won't kill you!" Mellissa chuckled. "Tell me: are you for or against breastfeeding?"

"I'm all for it", Wally said, stopping at mid-slice. "But I'm not going to comment on about it being done in public. That's one issue I'm steering clear from."

"Why?" Odette asked.

"Too worried about giving the wrong answer in front of other people who are against that sort of thing because it's either indecent or disgusting or unlawful," Wallaroo admitted, then he muttered, "But some of those who complain about things like that aren't above living the life of Caligula. And I'm too worried about being beat up by the baby's daddy or the baby's mother, or worse, BOTH OF THEM! On accusation of ogling, at that! That is one hot-button topic of debate that is either too hot for me to handle or outright dangerous to touch upon."

Then Wally realized what he had just said, set the knife down, and immediately face-palmed.

"Aw, DAMN IT!" he grumbled as his hand clapped upon his forehead. "Why don't I just shove BOTH FEET into that huge mouth of mine?"

Mellissa chuckled again, but Odette smiled.

"We didn't say anything", the police skunk said. "Why the fuss?"

"I said 'hot-button', 'touch' and 'handle' in the same sentence!" Wally confessed.

"It's not like you said anything dirty! We know breasts are called 'buttons',” Mellissa laughed as she playfully cupped her breasts. "But we aren't gonna kill you for saying that! Seriously! You gotta relax."

"It's hard to do so when you're as nervous as I am today", fretted the roo. "But I won't lie to you, if
I were a drinking man, you'd see me swigging that bottle of Tequila right down to the worm. But I'm not one, so I won't. Give me coffee any day."

"Ah! Better to have a case of the caffeine jitters than to be drunk in public!" Odette snickered. "Good choice, not so on the heart or the kidneys, but a SMART choice when around kids."


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-Chapter Ten-
“More Girl Talk”

Lovey, Peggy and Penelope walked into the kitchen, dressed for the tea party:

Lovey was dressed in a pink blouse with short puffy sleeves and a denim jumper, while Penelope was dressed casually in a apple-green T-shirt and jeans.

Peggy, however, was dressed in a cute A-line pink polka-dot print apron dress, three sizes too big, just like before, but with the Preg-Prop belly underneath, making her look about ready to give birth to twins, if not triplets. She walked toward the bathroom door, where Deeta and Violet as they dressed inside, pushing her "belly" out as she held her back .

"Are you two dressed yet?" she called out to them.

Deeta called back. "Almost! Pardon my saying this, but your aunt sure got your measurements all wrong! What was she trying to do, make designer party tents?"

"Those are clothes that I was supposed to grow into, and she got carried away," Peggy called back. "Plus, my aunt thinks I'm gonna gain a ton of weight like mom."

Then she giggled. "Or have a baby!"

Violet called out. "She should make clothes for some of the girls at school that have to do this stuff, and the ones that are already pregnant, too! On the bright side, these outfits are good and comfy."

"Yeah, Peggy," Deeta said, opening the door before cupping her hands over her pseudo-belly.
"We may LOOK the pregnant part, but it feels nice. I kinda wish I had this outfit when I was pregnant with Aaron."

Peggy giggled. "I wish I could marry Wally, though!"

Violet leaned forward. "WHAT?!" the skunk kit exclaimed. "But he's almost as old as my uncle!"

"I know! It was just a thought!" Peggy replied shyly. "I just wish..."

Deeta perked up. "Wish what?"

The prairie dog girl paused for a moment, and then she said with a frown, "I wish that riot back then on Earth never DID happen."

"What happened?" Violet and Deeta queried as they leaned forward.

"Do you remember Old Mr. Baines back on planet Earth?" Peggy asked as she entered where the other girls were and shut the door softly.

"That old crackpot?" Deeta sneered. "I hope that I NEVER run into that crazy old fart!"

"You've seen him?" Violet asked Deeta.

"Yeah," Deeta said. "When mom and dad were taking me to the clinic for Aaron's checkup back  on Earth, he was all mad and screaming at a guy who wasn't even NEAR HIM! And boy, does HE has a face for radio! He'd bust a mirror if he looked into it!"

"Yeah, ugly enough to break the TV camera!" chirped Peggy. "Would you believe that he's the uncle of the judge who started that riot long ago and the one that tried to send Wally to prison?"

"Yeah!" both skunk kit and kitten said together, surprised at the revelation.

"Why should that mean old buzzard act like he's an extension of the law when he's not?" sneered Deeta. “Nobody voted him into office!”

"Somebody's gonna kick his old butt out someday!" snapped Violet. "Him and the judge both!"

"If the judge gets voted out of office or thrown out, it'll be his own fault for letting that loudmouthed
uncle of his trying to run everyone else's business but his own, as well as throwing his weight around!" Peggy said angrily. "Mom said she'd vote for anyone to kick him out if we were living back on Earth. I wish I was old enough to vote."

"Yeah!" Deeta and Violet said in agreement.

"I've been thinking," Violet cooed, lost in thought as she rubbed her Preg-Prop belly.

"What?" Deeta asked.

"I wish that I really was pregnant!" Violet answered softly as she smiled, rubbing her belly dreamily in the mirror as if she were a mother-to-be.

"Oh, but no!" Deeta said in a warning voice. "Better keep that wish on the back burner until you're older and much wiser!"

"Why?!" retorted the skunk-kit. "YOU had a baby yourself!"

"But I had no kind of choice in the matter!" Deeta said, feeling uneasy at what she remembered, chills swept over her body as she shuddered. "He FORCED himself on me to bear his child! I didn't know that the guy that raped me was able to get me pregnant! What he did to me and those other girls in that wretched place was as wrong when he did that.

"Though Aaron IS my baby through him, my mom and dad adopted him before I gave birth. I don't want you to go through what I had experienced. What happened to me and those other girls was scary, especially for those who are not ready to have babies, physically or mentally. No girl should go through what I did back at that place nor any woman for that matter, in that situation. I don't want you go through that! Not that way, and not so soon, like I did!"

Deeta bent over, and with tear-filled eyes, looked into Violet's eyes. "Caring for a baby is no picnic, either, I can vouch about that. That was the whole point of  learning sex education: to understand the whole point about sex, both good sides and bad sides to it. Whether you are an only child like Peggy or with many brothers and sisters, I don't want you to give up your own childhood by being a mom at your age, even if it is just a wish."

Violet hugged Deeta, weeping and sniffling from the tears welling up in her own eyes.

"I'm sorry, Deeta! I didn't mean to make you cry! I didn't mean to!, honest!" the skunk-kit sobbed.

Deeta rubbed Violet's back and cooed into her ear as young cat embraced her.

"I know, Violet. It still hurts to think about it." Deeta said as she leaned back to look at the skunk-kit as they held each other. "And I'm not being mean when I say that. It doesn't hurt to know that, sometimes, some things are not as rosy as they seem. And this is why you gotta watch out, especially when some things are just too good to be true."

Deeta pulled back a bit, then wiped away Violet's tears and her own that they had both shed.

"It doesn't hurt to just pretend, though!" the Maine Coon kitten smiled.

Then Deeta and Violet looked down and saw that their pillow-bellies were pressed against each other, then they laughed at the surprising moment.

"Oh, look!" Violet giggled. "Our 'babies' are next-door neighbors now!"

Peggy then pressed her own baby-bump pillow against Deeta's and Violet's.

"Now all our babies are next-door neighbors!" Violet smiled as all three happily embraced each other in a close, sisterly manner.


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-Chapter Eleven-
“Stone and Ship”

Despite the past events of what occurred four years ago, the hours before for Wally, Peggy, and the guests with their own pasts sometime before, the tea party, was finally about to start.

At that moment, a knock on the living room door was heard.

"I got this", Wally said as he opened the door, and in the doorway stood a 6' 3" light brown tomcat with steel-toed boots, grimy jeans, a sweat-soaked steel-grey T-shirt and a dirty reflective road worker's vest. It was obvious that he was in construction work and he had JUST came home from a hard day’s worth.

"Pardon me, fella," he said in a jovial yet polite manner. "But, have you seen my wife, daughter, and grandson here?"

"Mason!" called Mellissa. "Glad that you've made it!

Wallaroo stepped aside as he let Melissa's husband in, Lovey following around the corner and into the living room out of curiosity.

"Has the repair job at the theatre slowed things down for you?" Melissa said as she embraced her spouse closely.

"Yeah, dear! The guys found the cracks in the sidewalks were a bigger mess than the owner had thought, and one room needed to be closed off because of heavy asbestos decay. No one is setting foot into that place until we get space suits to go do THAT job."

"Oh, darling!" Mellissa purred tenderly. "There's no problem at all, as long as you're okay. Oh! I want you to meet Wallaroo and Lovey!" She then turned to the pair of roos before her. "This fellow is Wally, and this is his wife, Lovey. Lovey, Wally, this is my burly hubby, Mason."

As she introduced her husband, Mellissa hugged him tightly.

Wallaroo politely put his hand forth to shake before Mason gripped it firmly and shook it.

"Hey! you can call me 'Shakey', if you want to!" he said with a chuckle.

"Shakey"?" Lovey queried.

"He's a jackhammer operator!" Deeta giggled.

"Yep! Jackhammer operator and part-time home-school teacher, all in one. Easy to do when
contract work is done or during the rain delays that happen every now and then", Mason said.
"Our daughter is getting a better chance for an education, and we’ve both got the jump on teaching Aaron a thing or two before he goes into Pre-K!"

"Yeah," Deeta smiled as she cuddled her baby. "Dad and I are trying to teach him his ABC's."

Another knocking was heard at the living room door, but louder and heavier.

Wally went to the door, and opened it.

As he looked up to the figure standing at 7' 3" tall, dressed in full Arrebnaccian Space Navy attire at the door:

Admiral Rufus Gray.

Lovey's father.

His smoke-grey beard was neatly trimmed as it trailed down from his chin to his chest. Even though his whiskers nearly covered his lower lip, his voice was clearly heard nonetheless.

"Good afternoon, Wallaroo," he said. "I heard from Lovey that she and yourself are entertaining
company. May I come in?"

Obediently, Wally opened the door and let his father-in-law inside.






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-Chapter Twelve-
“Last-minute Party crashers”

After the introductions were made, the Admiral spoke openly to Wally, along with the others.

"Wallaroo, we picked up an irregularity in the last gateway entrance of passengers and tourists:
the judge of your former home planet of Earth has managed get in past security, and entered illegally onto the Commons. The local police force are searching for his DNA signature, along with one other person, his uncle."

"WHAT?!" Wally nearly shouted, remembering what happened on Earth at that time. "I cannot
believe the gall of that..." He bit back the foulest obscene adjectives to keep himself from shocking his immediate company and his wife with those words. "... idiot! He has some NERVE to come after me here, despite the court saying that I was innocent!"

"I know, Wally," the sagely boomer said as he stood over his son-in-law. "I have tracked their movements to this area for some time. They have been hiding out, but they didn't go unnoticed. Our low-orbit drones have kept them under closest surveillance, and they will be trapped soon."

The Admiral reached into his left sleeve cuff, then pulled out an odd-looking brooch-like object,
scratched at the wall opposite of the door, and slid a hidden panel open. He pressed the
object into its holder before it snapped into place, followed by a low humming sound.

"Nowadays, these homes have an alarm system that have containment fields ready to be used in
a moment's notice, and be activated in case of robberies, riots and home invaders. I had this house installed with one, as well," the Admiral stated. "It extends as far from the kitchen door to the end of the counters three feet from where the stove is at.

Admiral Gray then turned toward the guests and his family.

"Lovey, Wally, everyone," he said in a kind voice. "Shall we go into the parlor to enjoy our tea?
If I am not too late."

At once, the tea party then started in earnest.

Peggy brought Ethan and Sawyer, her two plush toys from her home on Earth, while her mom
snapped photos of her and them in comedic poses with a digital camera.

Deeta showed her son's baby pictures to everyone, from the moment Aaron was brought home from the hospital, to the most current photo with his grandparents.

Odette made perfectly sure that no photos were ever posted online because of the judge and many others whose spite-mongering opinions were rigidly like his.

Violet told of her uncle, who was an explorer upon the Commons, who was helping in finding ruins
of lost civilizations, and after a change of clothing, as well as shedding her prop belly for a
moment, showed off her latest steps from her dance class.

She had just finished her dance and was applauded as she had taken her bow when an alarm sounded, followed by the sound of the kitchen door slamming shut.

"Oh, dang it. I had forgotten the cookies are in the oven! Excuse me for a moment," Wally said
as he hurried toward the kitchen, but he knew that there was something wrong.

When he entered the kitchen, Wally saw two people that had ABSOLUTELY NO BUSINESS being in the same room with him, let alone on the SAME PLANET where he was, especially after what they had done to turn his life upside-down without any reason or rhyme on Earth.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN THIS PLACE, YOU MISERABLE FREAK?!" the old man started in.

"Funny", Wally said with a calm yet with a stinging repartee. "I was going to ask you the SAME
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-Chapter Thirteen-
“FREEZE!!!”

"Calm down, Uncle, I was looking for him," said Judge Jacques Baines to his uncle before turning
to Wally. He was a 5’ 5” stocky, slightly balding man with a bulbous nose, piggish-looking eyes, and a double chin. He looked like Boss Hogg from the TV show, “The Dukes of Hazzard”, except his coat was a grey tweed, and like his uncle, wore a matching Fedora.

"Now, I heard that you have guests in this house that do not belong here. Like a certain prairie dog girl, along with her mama, both of which you were kinda sweet on. The one that I had placed a restraining order on you to keep away from? Well, I am here to make absolutely sure that you didn't have either of them in your house! Now, step aside while I search it!"

"Last I recall", Wally said with nonchalance, "you need a search warrant to go though one's house.
Do you actually HAVE ONE?"

"WE DON"T NEED NO STINKIN' SEARCH WARRANT!" shouted the old man. "STEP ASIDE!"

Wally did step aside, grabbed a couple of oven mitts, and opened the oven to take the cookies out of it.

"Seems to me you have been busy making preparations for something," Jacques snarked. "What a sissified notion, if not a stupid one."

Wally ignored the judge's comments, took off the oven mitts, and headed back to the parlor, down the hall.

"Hey!" The judge shouted after him angrily. "Don't move! Stay right where you are!"

When both of the two men started after Wallaroo, a bright flash flooded the room. Wally turned
around to face them, and immediately saw that they were frozen in their tracks, held there by some mysterious force. The Admiral walked out of the parlor, noticing the overreaching official and his uncle.

"I see that the Paralysis Field Trap has our illegal aliens contained, just as it was meant to be for
any intruder", the military macropod spoke. "It subdues any burglar or home invader on a synaptic
level. They fall into forced paralysis throughout their body, with the exception of their brain, lungs,
and heart."

At that moment, yet another knock on the door was heard.

"Come in!" the Admiral called out. "But do watch yourselves! The Paralysis Field is up in the kitchen!"

The door was flung open, and into the home stormed the Arrebnac Commons Police in their uniforms, their rifles drawn, surrounding the two earth men, more than ready to capture them
once the Paralysis field was down.

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As it turned out, Judge Jacques Baines was impeached by the investigators for the families of those he had railroaded and wrongly prosecuted, and exposed him on having committed judicial collusion as well as corruption on Wally's former home planet.

The pair had snuck through the portal using falsified ID chips, but when the chips failed to be of
ANY origin whatsoever, they panicked, resulting in the manhunt afterwards.

Jacques and his uncle was placed under arrest for impersonation an officer of the law, criminal trespass, falsified ID chips, and inciting a riot.

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The Admiral had made sure that the home-invading judge and his uncle were sent back to Earth to stand trial.

Despite the ruckus that had occurred, after a momentary delay, the party ended on a happy note.

Later, as he washed the dishes, Wally was happy to know that Peggy and her mother Penelope were doing okay, as well as his meeting with the families that were living nearby.

Finally, after dealing with the paperwork, the Admiral spoke.

"Wallaroo", he said, his voice filled with deep concern, said, "I'm afraid that you have a lot of upkeep ahead of you. You need to upgrade the living quarters extensively, plus, there is the problem about making sure that the pantries of your home are well-stocked. But..."

Wallaroo waited patiently as his father-in-law paused, worried that he may say something that can
cast any doubts about his abilities or anything that held him under judgment.

"... Once you get a good-paying job, and Lovey gets enrolled with stocking and staging the
hydroponics gardens' sensor array, Lovey's income, combined with yours from your own job, would be more than enough to help you both. There is an auction that is going to take place next Monday that may help you with such means. But, that can be handled, in due time. Also, it is very good that you made time with friends and families here in the Commons."

Wally couldn't help but to feel confused about the comment made by his father-in-law, but in a way, he was right. At it was worth seeing how happy Peggy was to visit him and Lovey.

"However, I have a question," Adm. Gray asked in a confused manner. "Why were those girls dressed in those strange props for? They looked like they were heavy with child and about ready to give birth!"

"It was for Sex Education at their educational center," Wally replied. "They were understanding all about the consequences of premature sex interaction at their age, pregnancy, and raising a child."

Then he sighed. "I don't know if I'm ready to be a parent myself at MY AGE."

"No one ever is, Mr. Wallaroo," The Admiral said as he leaned against the counter. "I wasn't when Cassiopeia and I became parents, especially when we were halfway in our tour of duty together. We had to stay at the medical frigate for the duration.

"But, as hectic as it was, it was all well worth it," he said. "I hope that, when you come to that bridge one day, that you and Lovey will do your best to raise your own children right. I have confidence in the both of you to keep things shipshape to do so."

Inside, Wallaroo wanted to do the happy dance and do a fist-pump in reaction of his father-in-law's words of praise, but he decided to forgo such an over-the-top display.

He turned to the direction of the Admiral, and with a small smile and a nod, said only two words:

"Thank you."


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-Chapter Fourteen-
“A Reunion of Sorts”

Two months later...

Wally was relaxing in the porch swing when Lovey gave him a note with directions on it.

"Ho-o-on-e-e-e-e-y, wake up! Penelope wants you to visit near the Oasis Plateau Area, north-northwest from here. This request from her is urgent, and I think you WILL need assistance to get there."

He could only make a responsible reply as he yawned and stretched. "Since it is urgent, yes... I do."

Wally didn't waste no time driving his car 35 miles to the Oasis Plateau Area: a haven for burrowing animals of placental, marsupial, reptilian, and avian origin, filled with yawning underground caverns, and fortified cities that not only stretched to the roof of the caverns, some of them supported the interiors like pillars and posts. But he wasn't going underground: he was going to a small area nearby. A place with a community full of prairie dogs, just like Penelope and Peggy, except the 10-foot high by 20-foot wide dome-shaped houses lead to bigger living areas underground. Wally had to ask around to find which house that the Dustclaws lived in, so he had to ask the prairie dog town's guard for directions. Where the guard had pointed out for him to go to, was an area that looked like a farmer's uncultivated back forty. Except, it was pristine, filled with grasses, wildflowers, and laden with vegetables behind the dome, to which, Penelope and Peggy were occupying.

He hesitated, then knocked on the door. The door slid open, and there stood Penelope, dressed in khaki shorts, a pair of gardening gloves, and a beige polo shirt that was stretched over those huge breasts of hers, offering to those taller a view of her bountiful cleavage. A fine layer of silt covered over her glasses, but not enough to impair them as she tiptoed to give her friend a hug and a kiss hello.

"Oh, Wally! You made it!" she smiled. "Before we get started, how's everything on the home front?"

"Well, the both of us are doing quite fine", answered Wallaroo, "I have gotten a job as a taxi driver, but the car I got from the public auction is still being upgraded for safety standards. Lovey's busy getting the hydroponics gardens' sensor arrays installed in every level. Everyone will have fresh vegetables and fruit growing non-stop in every season. So, how are you and Peggy doing?"

Peggy peeked in the living room, then walked forward. She wore a long-sleeved pink dress that
reached above her knees. Then Wally noticed there WAS something different about Peggy: Despite her diminutive size, she was now nearly as tall as Penelope's forearm, and her own curves were almost like her mother's, her maturing body becoming a bit more shapely as time
will allow.

But it was all too obvious: the girl was slowly becoming a woman.

So much so, he blushed at the sight of her.

"Keep looking at me like that, and I just MIGHT HAVE to marry you!" chirped Peggy in a teasing manner with a smile on her face before kissing Wally on his nose.

It was revealed at that time that Penelope and Peggy were about to get into painting and decorating her room, and it was going be a three-person job to do it. As the trio painted, they talked about everything and anything. Wally told of his job,  and his training for work as a taxi driver. Penelope told of the goings-on and of things that happened within the neighborhood. And Peggy, told of things that occurred at her school, mentioned of a boy who was interested in her, and how Violet and Deeta were getting along. By the time he was finished painting the girl's bedroom, he had to lay down tarp to cover the Mega-Recliner before sitting in it, and then falling fast asleep almost immediately afterward. Unbeknownst to Wally as he slept, Peggy placed Ethan beside him while she held Sawyer on the other side of him, then kissed his cheek as Penelope snapped a picture of them both with her holo-cam as he napped.

"I hope that Lovey won't be jealous!" laughed Penelope as she uploaded the image to his
phone to post into the family's holographic photo album.

As he walked back to his car, the neighbors in the area noticed the paint on Wally, and some of
them laughed.

"Hey, buddy!" called out one of the prairie dogs named Raymond, sometimes called Ray-Ray, who also trained at the taxi service. "How was the paint job?"

"Well, painting Peggy's room was a new one for me, Ray-Ray, They needed a guy with some height advantage to catch the higher parts and the ceiling, too!"

"Yeah, that's Penelope for you, she knew JUST WHO to look for! Especially when she works the Odd Jobs Directory, when she's not being mom to that cute-as-a-button kid of hers!" replied Ray-Ray.

"Yeah, she's one busy bee alright," Wally concurred. He seen her in action, and she truly was not a slouch. NO mother would be, and neither was Peggy.

It was 7:30 pm when he arrived back at home, the dried flecks of paint still stuck to his fur and hair. Lovey was waiting for him on the front porch.

"I hope that I didn't leave the wrong impression for you when Penelope needed you to paint Peggy's room today," she smiled as Wally staggered up the front steps.

"No problem, Lovey," he said wearily as he waved hello. "I might have to do our bedroom or some
thing like that soon."

"♫OH, WALLY!♫" Lovey called out in a sing-song manner, giggling as she saw the newly-posted pic to her holographic photo album collection. "I think somebody STILL thinks you should become a daddy!"

Wally looked at Lovey's photo album and winced as he face-palmed, then smiled.

He then looked down at the bottom and saw a caption that read: "To Wally, a good friend, and a good sport. I hope someday you will be a WONDERFUL daddy to your own family!

Love, Peggy and Penelope Dustclaw."

That made him see that both Penelope and Peggy were still happy to have him as a good friend.

"Wally?" Lovey smiled. "Are you gonna be alright?"

Wally closed his eyes and chuckled. "Couldn't be better, Love. Couldn't be better."

THE END

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