A/N: I would like to thank phantomette of the opera, Erik for President, Just Plain Insane, Go Frankie Rock Out, Mary Anne Talbot, and erik'sangel527 for leaving such wonderful reviews! It's been a blast writing this story.

By the way, I forgot to mention this earlier. Lauren's character is based off the author erik'sangel527. She is one of my favorite authors on this website, and I appreciate her so much. Please go and check out her amazing stories. Thanks for writing some fantastic stories, Lauren!

Once the pain in Nadir's private part was gone, he was sitting on the couch. Lauren and Lotte were hiding under a blanket on the floor, trying not to listen to the thunder. They both squealed each time a strike of lightning or a roll of thunder sounded.

Erik was looking out the window. It was dark, extremely windy, and it was pouring rain like crazy. Not to mention the biggest flashes of lightning and the loudest rolls of thunder he had ever seen and hard in his lifetime. He knew they should all be in the basement, for now it was around 6:00 p.m. He wanted to put the girls to bed, but he knew that if he did, they would wake up the next minute and come downstairs screaming.

A roll of thunder cracked, and a bolt of lightning lit up the sky. The girls screamed as if they had just seen a ghost. Nadir hushed them and said to Erik, "Shouldn't we be in the basement?"

"Yes," Erik said. "We should."

"Then why aren't we?"

"Because," Erik started. ". . . I don't know."

Nadir rolled his eyes. "Do you want me to take the girls down there?"

"Sure," Erik mumbled, turning away from the window. "I'll go get the blankets and pillows."

"No, Ewik!" Lotte screamed.

"What is it?" Erik asked, immediatley by the girl's sides.

"It's scary down there!" Lauren told him.

"I'll go get some candles and flashlights, okay? You girls need to go to bed, and get this storm off your mind."

Lotte and Lauren nodded in agreement, and Nadir led them both downstairs. Erik went upstairs to fetch the blankets and pillows, and after that, he ran into the basement.

"Here you go - ooof!" Erik howled, as he was sent crashing to the floor. He had tripped over something, and that something was Nadir.

Lotte and Lauren started to giggle like crazy. They had told Nadir to lay down on the floor, but they didn't know that Erik was going to trip right over him.

"Nadir, you fool!" Erik spat. "Why are you on the floor?"

"The girls wanted me to!" Nadir protested.

"Oh sure, blame this on the little angels." Erik said, handing Lauren and Lotte their blankets and pillows.

"But - but - " Nadir tried to protest, but Erik slapped the back of his head.

Nadir grunted and crossed his arms across his chest.

"I'll go get the flashlights, so maybe when I come back down I won't trip," Erik glared at Nadir, "over anything."

"Hmph." Was all Nadir said.

Erik went back upstairs, and into the kitchen. He opened up the wooden door that led to the pantry and grabbed a box of flashlights. He set them on the kitchen table and turned on each one, seeing which ones worked and which didn't. There was only one out of the five flashlights that he had that actually worked, so he took that one.

Erik went back downstairs, and shone his light on the ground, making sure nobody was laying there so he could trip. Nobody was. Lotte and Lauren were on the couch, trying to fall asleep. Nadir was leaning against the wall.

"Goodnight girls," Erik told them. He kissed each one of them on their cheek and went over to sit by Nadir.

"Should we go to sleep?" Nadir asked.

"I suppose so."

x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x

The next morning, when Erik woke up, he couldn't hear anything. No thunder, no lightning, no rain. He stretched his arms and legs out and took a big yawn. Nadir and the girls were still asleep. Erik glanced at Lauren and Lotte. Ayesha was sleeping on Lauren's stomach.

Erik stood up and rubbed his eyes. He waddled upstairs, still very drowsy. He checked the clock before he looked out the window. It was 8:30 a.m. He looked outside. It was raining very lightly, and it was very damp. But there was no thunder or lightning.

And it didn't look at all like a tornado had came.

Erik ran into the kitchen and switched the light on. The power was back. Would Christine be awake by now?

Erik stepped over by the phone and picked it up. He dialed Christine's cell phone number. It rung four times before she picked it up.

"Hello?" She asked, sounding very sleepy.

"Christine, this is Erik."

Christine snapped out of being sleepy and exclaimed, "Erik! I'm so glad you called. You got your power back?"


"How are the girls? Are they okay?"

"Yes, they're fine. Absolutley fine. The only thing that bothers me is that, well, it doesn't look at all like a tornado came."

"Oh, that's because it didn't."

"What? All of those warnings on the radio, and everybody frightened out of their minds? How could there have not been a tornado?"

"Isn't that a good thing?" Christine sounded confused.

"Well, of course, but I'm just curious."

"Raoul woke me up by turning the radio on this morning. The man on the radio said that the tornado miraculously passed over us. It's very strange. After all the bad weather, you would've expected something."

"Damn straight." Erik grunted.

"Well, I don't know if we are going to pick up the girls tonight or tomorrow. It's still pretty bad out here, I mean, it's raining and everything. I'll call you and let you know. Raoul fell back asleep right when he turned the radio off. So, what have you been doing with the girls?"

"Oh, nothing too much. They went swimming earlier yesterday. I should probably prepare them breakfast now. Everyone's still sleeping."

"You mean the girls?"

"Yes, and Nadir. He was so scared he came over here yesterday."

Christine giggled. How he loved her laugh. "Well, I'll let you go then. I'll call you later in the afternoon, alright?"

"Alright then."

"Tata! Ooh, I love saying that word."

"Buh bye."

Erik hung up the phone. He sighed and went to turn on the TV. He flipped it to the weather channel, and they seemed to be talking about the storm. Erik rolled his eyes and changed the channel.

Erik went in the kitchen and grabbed the milk, two eggs, and some pancake mix. He poured two cups of the mix in a bowl, a cup of milk, and then two eggs into the bowl. He turned on the stove and sprayed the pan with some non-stick spray. He started to stir the pancake mix with a wooden spoon.

Erik heard feet coming up the stairs. He peeked his head around the corner and saw Lauren and Lotte coming upstairs, rubbing their eyes.

"Tornado?" Lotte asked.

"No dear, no tornado. You two don't have to worry anymore, okay?"

Lotte and Lauren jumped up and down with glee. They squealed with happiness.

"Why don't you two girls sit down at the table and get ready for Erik's Homeade Pancakes?"

"Erik's Homeade Pancakes? Eww." It was Nadir. He was thumping up the stairs and into the kitchen.

"You don't need to have any, mister."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll just get myself some cereal. You never were good at cooking, Erik."

"Gee, thanks." Erik spat, as he poured the mix onto the pan. "By the way, will you get two plates and two forks out?"

Nadir grabbed two plates and two forks and set them in front of Lauren and Lotte on the table.

"Oh yes, and some butter?" Erik asked.

Nadir glared at him and grabbed the butter. He set it on the table.

"Oh yes, and some syrup?"

Nadir glared even longer at him this time, then grabbed the syrup out of the Lazy Susan. He set it on the table next to the butter.

"Oh yeah, and we need a knife and some napkins."

"You grab them!" Nadir howled.

"I can't, smarty pants. I'm making the pancakes. Can't have them burn, can we?" Erik flipped the pancakes.

Nadir mumbled something under his breath and grabbed the napkins and a knife. He set them on the table.

Once the pancakes were down, Erik put them on Lauren and Lotte's plate. They started to wolf them down like little pigs.

"Calm down, eat slower!" Erik told them. "You're acting like this is your last meal."

"Yum!" Lauren commented. She stuck another piece in her mouth. Nadir chomped down on his cereal.

When breakfast was over, Lauren and Lotte were watching TV. Nadir had gone home, since it was nicer outside. Erik was cleaning the dishes, when all of a sudden the phone rang.

He picked it up with his soapy hands. "Hello?"

"Yes, Erik? It's Christine. We've decided we're going to come and pick up the girls now, is that alright?"

"That's fine."

"How've they been?"

"Little angels." Erik smiled.

"Wonderful! Well, we're getting our things packed up and - "

"What about your vacation?"

"Oh don't worry about it, it was a drag anyway. I'd rather be home. Anyway, we're packing up now. We'll be back there in an hour or so."

"Will I have time to make them lunch?"


"Alright then. I'll get right on it. Goodbye."


He hung up the phone. Erik finished washed the dishes and went into the living room. Lauren and Lotte were watching Lazy Town and petting Ayesha.

Erik plopped himself on the couch. "So, what do you girls want for lunch?"

"PIZZA!" They shrieked. Their eyes got wide with excitement.

"Alrighty then," Erik said. "I'll get right on it. By the way, your parents are coming to pick you up today."

"No!" They both cried.

"Yes, I know, I'm much funner then they are." Erik chuckled.

"Yes you are! You are!" They said together. Erik grinned.

"We don't wanna leave here!" Lauren said.

"Yeah, it's fun here!" Cried Lotte.

"I'm sorry girls, but you have no choice. Tell you what," Erik told them, seeing their sad faces. "You can come and visit Erik anytime you want."

"Yay!" Their faces lit up. They gave Erik a hug and went back to playing with Ayesha as he went and made the pizza.

Erik preheated the over to 450 degrees, which took about 10 minutes. He popped the pizza in afterwards, and that took about 20 minutes to cook. When it was finished, he called the girls over to the table, and they started to eat the delicious pizza.

All of a sudden, the door rang. Erik opened the door, and there stood a smiling Christine. Raoul was behind her, and he looked shocked and very dizzy.

"Christine! How did you get here so fast? It's only been about 40 minutes - "

"Oh yes, I know!" Christine said. "Raoul drives too slow, so I drove! We got here much quicker."

Erik looked at Raoul, who looked like he was ready to vomit all over the place.

"Now where are my girls?" Christine said.

"Oh, they're inside. Come on in." Erik told Christine. He slammed the door before Raoul was able to come in.

"Hi mommy!" The two girls said.

"Hello girls! I - " Christine looked at what they were eating. "Erik! Is that pizza?"

Erik smiled sheepishly. "Well . . . there's a funny story about that . . ."

The End

A/N: Well, I hope everyone liked the story! Thanks again to all of my lovely reviewers! You are what kept me going! Oh and by the way, I've had tons of people asking me if I would write a sequel to this story and Preschool Years. Since all the reviews I have gotten were very kind reviews, I will highly consider writing sequels.