Mount Rushhere


 * Narrator: Ahh. Another beautiful morning. The sun is shining... The birds are chirping... But something is amiss in our Fair City. What could it be, and how are--
 * Becky: Ugh! I'm trying to sleep here. And Bob needs his beauty rest.
 * Narrator: Sorry, but it is 7:30 in the morning.
 * Becky: 7:30?! I'm going to be late for school! Mom? Dad? You didn't wake me up for school.
 * Tim: No time today, Honey. We have work to do.
 * Becky: Oh, okay. Well, have a good day.
 * Sally: No, you have a good day. You can make yourself breakfast. Be good at school and stay out of trouble. Ahh.
 * Becky: Wow. Okay. That was a little weird. Um, TJ, Bob, what should we have for breakfast?
 * TJ: Drop the cookie, Bob.
 * Becky: Well, Mom and Dad aren't here to say no. Guess you can have one cookie, and I guess I can watch TV during breakfast. One minute won't hurt.
 * Announcer: Stay tuned for the thrilling conclusion of "The Pretty Princess and Magic Pony Hour!" Or maybe a few minutes.
 * TJ: Later, Becky.
 * Becky: Whoa, wait. You can;t wear pajamas to school, TJ.
 * TJ: Says who?
 * Becky: Uh, Mom and Dad.
 * TJ: