I never write my stories because I'm lazy. I'd only use a license to kill when the person is trying to kill me or a friend of mine. Same with the Secret Knowers who ALL have a license to kill.

I can see somewhat in the dark. My eyes aparently ajust differently than everyone else's because I'm the only one who doesn't freak out when the lights turn back on after using the overhead or watching a video in class.

OMG, the snow was ON the time machine! If someone happened to walk by... Let's not think of that.

Yours too for bringing it.

I LOVE CHRIS! If I ever get one, I'd put it in my bedroom because if my parents are asleep and we aren't doing anything out of the house that morning, she'll come into my room. I won't just put up in December either. I'd keep it up ALL YEAR!

His own time machine? Is that smart?

PDA fest?

Nice one.

It's like the Pikes' house from Baby-Sitter's Club: You have to get up early on a sleep in day to get ANY quiet.

I read in the glow of a lantern. Oh, Wilbur, why don't you tell Lewis about the "dark day at the Robinson house?"

I wonder if Abby will end up like that...

"It's jammed!" Lewis, hitting the invention didn't work with the PB&J (ew, ew, and ew) maker, why would it work with a tape dispenser.

Oh, so THAT'S what Franny was talking about earlier. Chris hasn't been mentioned anymore. 3 chapter wasn't enough! Make someone at the Robinson house mess with it! *cough* Put *cough* it *cough* in *cough* Wilbur's *cough* room *cough*

Christmas CAN'T be canceled. It's an impossibility.

WILBUR! When he gets back, destroy the time machines. Wait, why did the tree in the future disappear?

Translating to how long I can stay up. I think.

You read Calvin and Hobbes/ watch SDP, don't you?

Ouch.

My sister slows down in heat. I slow down in cold. I have SOMETHING in common with Wilbur now.

Cook it on the stove. Or do you not use one with natural gas.

That's how I am with the tiniest bit of alcohol (don't ask) or more than one small piece of chocolate cake.

How come someone ALWAYS messes with the future when Wilbur comes to the present?

It won't work for a while, boys.

It can't get much worse, Wilbur.

Of course your dad knows.

Dramatic piano music.

Easy for my family to find ME in December. Unless I'm eating, sleeping, reading, or daydreaming, I'm always singing in December because I get to sing Christmas Carols from Thanksgiving until Kwanzaa.

History leap?

It's Wilbur. All he's learned is to always shut the garage door and what Lewis is like as a kid.

That's like the "Wilbur Robinson NEVER fails. But on the SLIGHT chance I do-"

Tell her what?

Let's review what went wrong: Wilbur's stuck in the past, Mr. and Mrs. Robinson are stuck at a restaurant, and the power went out. BTW, the phone wouldn't go out during a power outage. Our power's gone off, but the phone would still work.

I use Gem of Life as an excuse to read stories about kidnappings and stuff like that. This blog of mine ( .com/wiki/User_blog:Addict_Girl_411/Yawn) for example. Fine, only time.

I only grab my coat. I grab my accessories when someone nags me.

My sister and I have so many ornaments each (it's like a tradition of my mom's to give everyone 20 ornaments every year for Christmas), everyone jokes that we each need our own tree.

Wait, Lewis gave that to Franny in 2007? Is Chris going to mentioned in every chapter?

Okay, random.

You could've gone back to the store.

I'm like that: wide-awake at midnight. Wait, couldn't he sneak into the lab and see what it is? Maybe Cornelius is as smart as my mom (I know where she hides the presents and she puts a blanket over them, and not an afghan so I can look through holes).

Wait, where did the stairs come from? They use TRAVEL TUBES!

Nice. That'd make a good alarm system. I'll never look at a Christmas tree without laughing anymore. I tried to explain to my mom why I was so "giggly" (I'm like that ALL the time {I had pain pills that made my loopy, and I was just a little bit more giggly}), and I couldn't get past "annoying tree that scares the crap out of people" without laughing.

He'll realize he forgot something, walk in front of it, then set off somehow.

"Do You Hear What I Hear?" Never heard of it, and I was in Choir.

Um...will it still work in the future or does he loose it?

Once, I was reading and walking and tripped on something. I also read as I walked away from the bus, and the bus driver wanted me to stop it. I just stopped doing it across the street. :) :[

Stopped reading just to tell you this: I already know what the funniest line of the story is going to be: "Let's see…" He said, reading the labels on the sides of the boxes. "Ornaments, wreaths, annoying singing tree that scares the crap out of people when they walk by it…" What happened with the tree? Lemme guess: he walked by it when he was little and now gets teased endlessly about it.

Our chandler sways a lot because I ram into it a lot. Even when the table is under it!

Wait, don't you ALREADY know he's crazy? Hint: You'll like it too much for me to tell you. JK

Maybe because one of his inventions has involved people getting trapped 30 years into the future/past.

omg where did wilbur go! this is pretty good though i can't wait to read more...

Aw, so cute! Very good job

I really love this story, Robin. I think I have a bit of Wilbur in me as well. I have black Convers, lol! And I also have a big and strange family, too.

Well yah I kinda guess it was the time machine for Wilbur, actually Franny and Cornelius gave us a hint...I don't know if the rest got to notice it!

Anyway...NICE NICE JOB!

XD I had lots of fun with this fic!

WOW. This is such a cool cute story. I love stories like this when Lewis and Wilbur are like best friends. Very creative. Love it! I hope the movie makers can make a sequel to the movie like this. This is certainly movie material.

-applauds- Great job, Robi! Cool time machine...

Fortie