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    Spashley's Baby – (Chapter: One Last Shananigan)

    Story written on December 15, 2008 by Cinwin.
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    Spencer and Paula in the kitchen, and Ashley, Aiden, and Kyla go off on one last Shananigan.

    Spencer put another mouthful of salad in her mouth. Paula was washing dishes in the sink. Ty was slowly walking around the kitchen counter, using the base of it as a balance to hold himself up.  "I still don’t see why you two-" Paula began. But Spencer cut her off. "No Mom. No church. Ashley is a heathen you know that." Spencer joked. She finished eating her salad and got up from her seat. Passing Ty, she dropped her bowl into the sink. "So…any word from Grandma?"

    Paula stopped washing the plate she had in her hand and turned to look at her daughter. "Spencer. She’s not coming. I know you want her to but you have to remeber, Grandma’s old. Traditional. She’s not going to-"

    "But haven’t you tried to talk to her?" Spencer asked. "I mean, what if she’s just…I don’t know scared or something? Scared of what people might think?" She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed.

    "I know you want her to be there Spence. And I’ve tried, I really have. But…you can’t teach an old dog new tricks." Paula picked up the dirty bowl in the sink and began washing it.

    "…Last time you talked to her…..did she…did she ask how I was? Ask to talk to me at all?" Spencer asked hesitatingly. "I mean, I’m still her grand-daughter." she stared down at her feet. "She still loves me doesn’t she?"

    Paula took her hands out of the sink and wrapped her arms around Spencer. Spencer hugged her Mother back.        "She does honey. She does." Paula assured her. "It might take a while for her to understand. Like me. Remeber how bad I was?"

    Spencer snorted and laughed.

    "See? If I were anything like Mom, you’d be locked up in your room right now and there’d be a guard dog outside waiting to tear ashley to peices." Spencer unraveled herself from Paula and looked at her in horror.

    "Mom!"

    "I was just kidding!" She laughed and went back to washing dishes. "We can’t afford guard dogs. Not good ones anyway."

    "Oh haha. When is Chelsea coming over?" Spencer asked.

    "Around 5 or 6. I already got the playpen ready and we can have our little girls night in the living room."

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    2. thats it her one last time of fun was spent scaring the crap out of old lady’s?well i have to say…….time well spent lol that was so funny lol i was like omg she did not do that lol i hope she doesnt back out of the weding :) pms please

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