A/ N: Thank you guys for voting! That's the most reviews for a chapter in this fic so far! Well, for the results, there was a tie. So, I'll do one of them this chapter, and the other one the next chapter. Which one is it you may ask? Well, for that, you'll just have to wait and read Grins Evilly Laughs evilly THANK YOU GUYS SO, SOOO MUCH for reviewing! Well, hope that you enjoy this chapter!
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"Auntie Jude! Auntie Jude!" Tiffany called, running down the Quincy house hallway, with two outfits in hand.
Tiffany arrived at the kitchen.
"Where's Auntie?" Tiffany asked Tommy, who was standing at the stove, flipping flapjacks on a large skillet, and wearing his 'World's Greatest Chef' apron.
Tommy looked up, surprised to see such a chirpy Tiffany at such an early hour.
Tommy was slowly learning his nieces and nephew's quirks.
"HELLO? Uncle Tommy?" Tiffany asked, not receiving an answer from Tommy.
"Uh, yeah?"
"Where's Auntie Jude?" Tiffany repeated herself. "Sheesh! You're slow this morning." The eight year old commented.
"Jude? She's sleeping, still, I think," Tommy told Tiffany.
"Well, then, what good is that going to do me?" Tiffany asked Tommy.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean: I'm going to only THE best recording company EVER in less than TWO hours, and I have NO idea WHAT to WEAR!" Tiffany shrieked.
"Why don't you show me? Maybe I can help, 'cause Jude is horrible in the mornings, especially with the babies in her tummy," Tommy told Tiffany.
"Fine," Tiffany let out a dramatic sigh. "I guess you'll do..."
Tommy couldn't help but chuckle.
"Hey! No laughing! This is an HONOR!" Tiffany explained to Tommy.
"Alright, alright." Tommy agreed. "So, what did you want to ask me?" Tommy question, trying his best not to laugh, but a small smile pursing on his lips.
Tiffany held up an outfit in each hand.
"So, which one do you think works the best?" Tiffany asked Tommy.
"Well..." Tommy began, not really sure what to say. "They're both cute...?"
"Arg!" Tiffany let out an exasperated sigh. "You're not helping!" She stomped off down the hallway.
Tommy was left in trail, with a quizzelled expression on his face.
Tiffany stormed into Jude and Tommy's bedroom.
"Auntie Jude!" Tiffany cried. "Uncle Tommy's being a butt- head!"
Jude, who was lying on her and Tomm'y bed facing up, turned towards the young girl.
"Huh?" Jude asked Tiffany, still not fully awake.
"Which outfit do you think is prettier?" Tiffany questioned, somehow making it not sound like a demand, yielding to her Uncle's warning.
Jude looked over at the two outfits that Tiffany was holding up, and responded, "The one on the left. Definitely."
It was a simple pair of jean capris, a Warp Tour concert t- shirt, a pair of Converse Low- Tops.
Tiffany smiled, "That's what I thought."
No sooner had Tiffany said that, than had Jude run off to the bathroom that was connected to her and Tommy's bedroom.
Ashley walked in the door, already dressed.
"Hey Tiffy," Ashley greeted her sister casually.
"Hey Ashie," Tiffany greeted back.
"Have you seen Aunt Jude? I want to ask her about borrowing some make- up," Ashley told Tiffany.
Tommy suddenly appeared behind the girls.
"Nope. No make- up. Sorry girls," Tommy told his nieces sternly.
"Oh well..." Ashley sighed, as the two girls hung their heads.
Looking at the two girls faces, Jude's heart melted? Why did they have to look so sad?
"Well..."
"Well..." Tiffany said. "You've changed your mind?"
"Calm down. I haven't said anything yet. But, I suppose that a little lipgloss won't hurt. But I'm drawing the line at that; absolutely NO eye make-up, capiche?"
"Capiche!" The two girls chimed.
"Breakfast!" Tommy called.
Jude suddenly clasped one of her hands on her stomach, and the other over her mouth, and dashed towards the bathroom.
Tiffany and Ashley made their way to the kitchen, where Tommy was already dishing out the flapjacks.
"Vese... ooorv... goooov...!" Tyler managed to muffle through his chewing.
"Mmmmmhhmmmmm..." Zeke agreed, though his chewing.
"Boys," Ashley rolled her eyes towards her sister, who was already stuffing face with food.
Ashley rolled her eyes at her siblings, and Tommy who had now joined then, as Jude came to Ashley's side.
"Children..." Ashley mumbled.
Jude chuckled.
"That's it; I'm not eating again for 5 months!" (A/ N: I changed the timing, I know, but just pretend. Nothing has changed in the storyline because of it, though).
Everyone looked towards Jude, who was looking up at the spice rack, and then down at the flapjacks.
"Is that paprika?" She asked, getting the jar off of the shelf, and then taking a seat at the table with everyone else.
"Eeeew!" Tiffany crunched her nose.
"That's disgusting!" Tyler commented.
Jude ignored the comments, dished herself a couple of flapjacks, put the paprika on her pancakes, and began to eat.
The rest of the meal was uneventful.
Tommy's eyes glanced at the clock on the microwave. His eyes widened at t he time- 8:15 AM.
"It's 8:15, we gotta go!" Tommy told everyone.
"8:15! We're late, Tommy! What are we going to do? Darius is going to kill us! We're going to get fired! And we'll have to live off..."
"Jude," Tommy rested his hand on Jude's shoulder.
Jude jumped, and turned towards her husband.
"What?!?!" she snapped.
"Calm down, girl, everything's going to be fine. We've been late hundreds of times before, and D's never killed us." Tommy tried to help rationalize Jude's thoughts.
"But... but... we're going to be late!" Jude sniffed, as a couple of tears slid down her cheeks.
"It'll be okay, Auntie," Ashley hugged her aunt's right side.
"Yeah, it will be," Tiffany hugged Jude's left time.
"Oh... kay..." Jude sniffed, as her two nieces smiled brightly at her. She wiped away her tears, and smiled back. "Let's go!"
And the Quincy/ Kwest clans were off to G- Major!
Disclaimer: Same as usual. I don't own anything!
A/ N: I know that I said we would get to the studio in this chapter, but I think that this one stands alone okay. It will be in the next chapter, though. So look out for it soon! Thanks for reviewing the last chapter! This is my most reviewed story, and you guys reviewed more than you have for the last chapter, than any other chapter of this story. Well, please review!
Thanks!
- Katie AKA Lil Spazzy Q.