by
Megs
veryone always came to the Wenderson's Party. It was a tradition. And if you work that night, you had to cancel it. Most likely, the whole neigborhood of Westside would come. It was like an urge or something, though the party was always the funnest of all year 'round. But this party changed when some new neighbors moved in. They were the Wickersnickers. They were too unusual to be true! They wore funny hats, patched up pants, checkered shirts and everything you could imagine that is wierd!
One day as the family was eating dinner at 9 in the morning, (which is when they always ate dinner, and breakfast was at 7 at night) they recieved a letter in the mail that was addressed to all of them. "Open it mummy!" cried Little Fat Joe.
"Yeah, open it!" shouted Pick-My-Nose Lee.
"Be quiet you little mosquitos!" scolded the oldest sister, Fluff-My-Hair Rose.
As Mummy Jane opened the letter, they all became very quiet. But the silence was broken when Little Fat Joe started jumping over chairs, stepping in the mashed potates. "Wow! We're going to Florida!" he shouted with glee.
"We are?" questioned Timmy Tum-Tum.
"No, Little Fat Joe, and Timmy Tum-Tum, we are not. We were invited to a party," she answered in a squeaky little voice.
"So we are not going to Florida?" Timmy Tum-Tum said sadly.
"No, but we are going to a party!" and they marched around the house like a bunch of elephants searching for some peanuts.
The night of the party, the Wickersnickers dressed in some unusual clothes, and they always did. Mummy Jane was wearing a fruit bowl on her head, and some clicker-clacker shoes, ripped pants with sponges on the knees, and a pillow strapped on the front of her ripped white shirt. Timmy Tum-Tum was wearing a superman outfit with elf shoes and a clothespin on his nose. Fluff-My-Hair Rose was wearing a giant perfume outfit and her hair was wild and frizzy and dyed green. Pick-My-Nose Lee was wearing a lepruchaun suit with pumpkin shoes wearing slippers taped to his head. And Little Fat Joe was wearing a goalie helmet on each foot, a hair net on his head, and a garbage can around his belly. They clonked down the street, with the neighbors giggling on their way. Mummy Jane opened the door and shouted, "Play ball!". The neighbors looked at them and said,
"Are you people or aliens? And where did you get outfits like that, a store called 'The Garbage Dump' or something because it sure looks like it!" and the rest of the neighbors laughed hysterically.
Then they were silent as cows when they saw Timmy Tum-Tum walk up to Mummy Jane and asked in a small, inoccent voice,"This doesn't look like Florida Mummy," Mummy Jane giggled and said,"That's because...because...there isn't any music! C'mon pigs, let's get some music going!" And they danced in their wierd little way, and afterward everyone came over to the Wickersnickers' house to play "In-The-House-Football".
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