Cathy puts the powder down and then finishes putting on Sarah's dipper. She is still screaming but there doesn't seem to be anything she can do. "Shuu, shuu," Cathy tries. She lifts up the child and bounces her up and down to calm her down. Cathy absentmindedly walks around the room trying to quiet down Sarah. Her giant slipper slaps down inches from the still unconscious Scott. She turns and keeps walking to the crib and then to the play-pen. "Shuu, shuu, shuu..."
"Mom!" Kelly comes in a short nightly and bare feet. She doesn't look down as she steps over Scott's body. "It is Sunday and I promised I go to the mall with Aunt Megan." Aunt Megan is your mom's younger sister, no kids but is a bit wild and tends to get freaky with the fetishes, a real blond ditz when she isn't in leather. "Okay, Honey, I'll drive you over to her apartment after breakfast, just let me get things taken care of," your mom says as she finally gets Sarah to calm down. "There, now, that's better." Cathy says as she puts Sarah in the play-pen. "Now let mommy get dressed, Sunday is a big day for all of us."
Kelly ignoring everything else that doesn't concern her, like any 16 year old girl, walks out of the room just missing your head with her left toe.
Cathy stands up strait and heads for the door but then sees the toy on the carpet again. She bends down and with her and forefinger she picks it up. It is some kind of man figuring but it isn't made of plastic and is kind of limp. She holds it by the head letting the body dangle. This couldn't be one of Sarah's toys but... she squints to see something on it and then with shock realizes it is a small penis. This toy is anatomically correct! She almost drops it, what kind of toy is this. Scott, it has to belong to Scott. She firmly holds the toy in her fist and stomps to Scott's room to confront him on this.
Scott comes to when he feels the life being squeezed out of him. His head is barley about to move because something is clinching around him all the way up to his cheeks. He tries to gasp for air but it barley getting what he needs. "SCOTT!" The loud booming voice is like thunder. Scott tries to move but can't not even an inch, to him. The world swings around him. He sees nothing but color. "SCOTT WHERE ARE YOU! KELLY HAVE YOU SEEN YOUR BROTHER!?" "NO...!" "OKAY!" You get a feeling of dropping but are plunged into dark ness. You are released and gasp in air but with out a moment to rest the floor or what ever you are in starts moving and you stumble and are tossed around.
Cathy can't find her son. She honestly didn't think the toy or what ever it was was his but you never know. She called Kelly but Kelly said she hadn't seen him. Where could he be? Cathy drops the toy into her bath robe and then walks to the kitchen to make breakfast. Completely unaware that her son is closer than she thinks.
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