Season 9: Match 9: Brock Sampson's Fighting Murderflies -vs- The Royal Highness

Brock Sampson's Fighting Murderflies are: Kevin Flynn, Same Flynn, Tron & Quorra.

The Royal Highness is: Heather Houslander, Scarlett Houslander, Spider-Woman (Jessica Drew) and Maleficent.

Home on a Saturday with the kids, this had been the norm for some time now for Heather. As she walked through the house, cleaning up along the way, she stared at the kitchen sink, dreading what she knew had to be done.

The dishes had been sitting there since Thursday night, Lasagna and Macoroni & Cheese had been the meal and both pan’s had been soaking since early this morning. Hardened cheese was the enemy for today, one that she was determined to defeat.

As she prepared herself, staring at the coffee maker and an unopened bottle of Cabernet, she contemplated which route she was going to take. As it was still only 11am, she ultimately decided on the coffee, though the Red wine had put up quite the fight.

As she began to scrub the first pan that was once filled with lasagna, her daughter Scarlett ran into the kitchen.

Scarlett: Mommy, Mommy, come see!

Heather: Honey, mommy is busy right now. Give me a couple minutes okay.

Scarlett: No Mommy, come see now! (The child insisted)

Heather begrudgingly put down her sponge and dried her hands off on the towel that she picked up off of the sink. As she made her way towards the living room, Scarlett had already run right in front of the closed in porch at the front of the house.

Heather: What is it honey? What did you see?

Scarlett: Look Mommy, they are fighting in there. The witch from Waya’s movies is making magic on everyone.

Heather not seeing anything other then the empty front porch decides to play along with her daughter, “Oh wow honey, she sure is. Oh look, the witch just cast another spell on the dwarves and the elves as well”.

Scarlett: But Mommy, there isn’t any dwarves or elves, there is just a big spider and a witch and boys with plates.

Heather, quite surprised with her daughter’s imagination stood there and smiled, quite pleased with how creative her daughter already was.

Heather: Oh yes, you are right. That spider is super scary honey, grabbing the plates and everything away from the boys.

Scarlett: No mommy, the Spider just knocked the boys in the the red water outside. The witch is scary Mommy, she doesn’t like the boys.

Heather: Oh okay honey, is the Spider scaring the witch too?

Scarlett: No Mommy, the spider is helping the witch. The boys don’t like the girls but the girls are better.

Heather: Damn straight (she muttered to herself). Well honey, that is so great that the girls are fighting for themselves. Now, I have to go back to the kitchen now and finish up the dishes okay.

Scarlett: But Mommy, what if they come in the house?

Heather: If they do, just tell them to stay outside. They are not welcome in here okay.

Scarlett: Okay Mommy. The boys all took a swim in the red water anyways. The girls didn’t want to play with them anymore.

Heather: Well okay honey. I will just be in the kitchen.

Scarlett: Okay mommy, that is where the witch is at now so I will come with you.

Heather, a little freaked out walked towards the kitchen very slowly, picking up her daughter half way to the room. As she made her way towards the dishes, she could have sworn she heard something in there. As her anxiety began to rise, she froze in place, now worried on what or who she was going to find.

Scarlett: Are you okay Mommy?

Heather: Yeah honey, I just needed to take a break.

Scarlett: Are you afraid of the witch Mommy?

Heather was barely able to utter “No” as her anxiety completely took over. After a minute or so she was able to regain her composure and slowly make her way into the kitchen, but instead of finding somebody in there, she found an empty room, exactly the way that she had left it minus one change. All the dishes were done and the cork had been taken out of the bottle of Cabernet.

Scarlett: I want down Mommy.

Heather, confused and still quite anxious obliged the child’s request and put her down on the kitchen floor. As she inspected the now clean dishes she did not know what to think. She tried to make sense of the last couple of minutes but instead of trying to make sense of it, she pulled out a glass from the cupboard, filled it with the Cabernet and took a large drink.

Scarlett, picking up her juice cup from the table looked up at her and said, “Mommy drinks juice and I drink juice” as she took a swig from her orange juice.

Heather: Yes honey, you and Mommy both drink juice, though I think Mommy needs a little more juice then usual this morning.