(It's from here that my favourite character starts montrer up, also the chapter will start montrer up real fast, maybe in the same day.. Just copying them from Google Docs after all)...

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par the suivant morning Sally Lucia awakens in the back of Sub-Hub (their version of Subway), the entire night becomes a blur shortly after she and her new Friends arrive at whatever bar they went to, Sally can't remember. All she remembers is this moment, wearing a Sub-Hub apron, and Sally's head was burning like someone lit some gasoline on feu inside it. "How does Dash do it?" Sally groaned out loud.

"Sally, get up, the boss is coming." came a voice that it took her a minute to remember. It was Hayley's.

"What?" Sally mumbled.

"Get up." Hayley repeated and pushed her up. "We have to pretend that toi work here." she said, remembering Sally would probably not even remember when she made that deal. Sally shrugs and plays along, organizing some of the bread.

"You working Smith!?" came a voice.

"Y -Yes sir, working." Hayley said, with a nervous chuckle. But out of the manager's outfit came Roger the Alien. With a fake moustache and a blue suit tucked with a black tie, plus a blonde wig as he wobbles over like a penguin. "You better be."

"Oh.. It's you." Hayley said, breathing in relief.

"Back to work Smith!"

"Shut up Roger, toi don't work here." Hayley groaned.

"Hey the name's Adam Footbody, and I demand toi to work!" Roger cried, trying to slightly change his voice.

Hayley rolls her eyes, "ignore him." she tells Sally, who's using a water bottle to cool her head.

Just as suddenly Carly and Pinkie enter, having tracked Sally's phone.. ou just asked Jeff, who's probably parked outside in the van he lives in. Poor guy, it's not even an RV.

"Sally there toi are, toi never got home, I worried." Carly said, though referring to just the hotel when she a dit "home".

"We were out drinking." Hayley said, as she was just kinda silently listening to the others. Sally uses this as the ''Hayley - Carly'' intros. Both shake hands.

"I'm guessing that's your boyfriend outside?" Carly asked.

"Husband actually." Hayley said, montrer her ring.

"Aww, how lucky." Carly giggled.

"Unfortunately he lives in his van, so we moved back in with my parents." Hayley explained.

"Smith, I a dit no breaks!" Roger repeated.

"You don't work here Roger." Hayley repeated, annoyedly.

Roger sighs and says "Hayley It's exhausting that toi never just play along."

"Does he do this every time?" Carly asked quietly.

"Pretty much.. He lives in my attic, he loves playing pretend." Hayley replied, Roger waving.

"Does your family know he's an alien?" Carly asked, Hayley's eyes widened, but Roger had little reaction other than mild surprise.

"W What alien, he ain't no..."

"Those disguises aren't fooling us." Pinkie responded.

"Fools Langley Falls." Roger said, and threw off his wig. "Yes I'm hiding out with her family."

"Can we? I don't want to go back to Santos, and it's clear you're already close with Sally." Carly said.

"Sure, I'm sure dad will be okay with it."

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SMITH HOUSE:

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"No! I refuse!" Stan yelled angrily. Francine is suivant to him but saying nothing, though she's clearly feeling bad about Stan's words.

"But dad..."

"Harboring fugitives Hayley!? I'm with the CIA! And that's Michael Townley's daughter, he's huge on the listings!"

"My dad is dead." Carly said, trying to hide sadness to make herself seem plus controlled.

"Plus you're already harboring aliens, what difference does it make?." Pinkie insisted, in response Stan immediately pulls out his handgun from beneath his blue suit, shocking Hayley and Francine, Hayley even shielding Sally. Though not the other two, just Sally. Carly gives a small understanding node, mixed with a small smile.

"They know! I have to kill them!" Stan cried paranoid.

"No Stan, don't hurt Sally!" Hayley yelled, even referring to her dad par his real name.

"You know the rules Hayley!" Stan yelled back.

"Look, Dan was it?" Carly started.

"Stan." Stan a dit casually, but still keeping the gun up and ready.

"Look Stan, we won't tell anyone. I mean after faking our deaths in North Yankton, an Alien conspiracy is easy." Carly said, trying to calm him. She still had her original gun on her, but she also knew that it would only get her killed. Better to instead calm him down.

"I say let them stay, they can't be so bad." went a German voice, Carly taking a moment to notice it was a fish. But after Roger, a talking poisson wasn't exactly strange to her.

"Shut up Klaus toi don't have a vote!" Stan cried rudely. Carly cringes at the reminder of Amanda.

"Yeah, who wants to listen to the fish!" Roger cried.

"But I'm the pet." Klaus insisted, sounding plus timid and nervous now.

"You can't be a pet unless someone loves you." Roger a dit rudely, Klaus’s lip trembles/twitches in response.

"Hey, leave him alone." Pinkie responded angrily, startling Stan and Roger.

"Yeah, that's no way to treat people." Carly agreed.
"Haw! Take that bros!" Klaus a dit smugly, Roger simply slaps his bowl, breaking it against the mur leaving him gulping.

Carly runs over and immediately rescues Klaus, putting him in a nearby water cup. “Aw thank you, thank you.”

Carly just smiles, but then looks angrily at Roger.
"You try that again, you're dead." Carly threatened. Unfazed, Roger simply stares at her, then walks into another room out of boredom.

"Oh come on Stan, let the Townley girl stay, she Lost her father." Francine insisted, taking pity on her.

"Big deal, mine ran out on me and 'then' he died, and yet I turned out just..." Stan started, but broke into tears before saying the last part. "Why Daddy?!" he yelled rhetorically and curled himself onto the couch, crying harder. Carly feels an urge to hug him, cause Francine looked almost bored instead of sympathetic, but Carly decides against it. The tension was probably still there.

"Haw-haw, Stan's dad is dead!" Roger yelled from the other room.

"Shut up Alien!" Carly yelled and angrily threw a book at him, "ow, bitch!" Roger yelled still out of view.

"Fine they can stay.. But two of them will have to take the van, we only have one couch." Stan said, managing to stop.

"Oh Sally can stay with me and Jeff." Hayley said, side hugging her, which Sally giggled about.

"Pinkie can have the van, she's used to living in a caravan with her friend Sadie Amber.. I'm short and will take the couch." Carly said, Francine leading Carly up to the sheets and spare pillows. They run into Steve on the way, who doesn't say anything, just a wave.

Pinkie heads outside seeing it really was a van. Poor Jeff couldn't even get a nice RV like Sadie. Just a large van with an old mattress in the back and small box TV suivant to it. A photo of Jeff and Hayley taped just over the bed. "Hmm, guess it'll do." Pinkie a dit to herself, throwing her travel bag into it and closing the back door behind herself, taking her chemise off once she was no longer viewable, just in her bra and pants as she looked for PJ's. Quickly finding some and changing into them before heading back in. As expected it was way too hot during the day, even with Jeff's portable fan that stretches to an outlet in the house to not waste air conditioning, it was still too hot.
Pinkie knew this was gonna be a rough few nights, as it still smelled of pot. But at least it can feel like her own little private area at night.