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At Studio 8 the Grand Opening had to be planned. "This'll be my last time here. So I wanted to wait." Char told Charity. "You could have told us." She said; not angry for an odd reason. "It's always best to wait until the best time." She explained, deciding the easel. "And when was that planned?" Charity asked, arms crossed. "Long time ago." Char replied slowly, walking away. Charity sounded annoyed at that. But once the Grand Opening started two days later the artists were at ease. "The guests are amazed." Peter said low to Artie. He nodded in agreement. "Yeah but music was needed, too, though." Char explained as the guests were having fun while examining the art works. "There appears to be time and effort put into this." said one of the serious guests. "Oh please. The main thing needed was just music and much better wallpaper and flooring." She snickered. "Or a completer renovation." He said, walking away. Char laughed once, then walking into the main room. It was loud with other people laughing, TV's on, and music playing. Everyone was enjoying themselves there, for once. And when the cops came to calm it down Char and Peter left, getting away from the crowd.
When they arrived to Club Rubb for the last time the tiki torches were burning bright as the palm trees were swaying gracefully. "Here's our last time here." Char told Peter as she got to his side. "Yep." Peter agreed, they walking in. As usual the DJ booth was on and the music was pounding through the speakers. Bing and Mona were dancing on the dance floor as the guests from before were still there, having fun or else trapping each other in the stalls in the restroom. But a couple ended up falling asleep while standing in front of eachother as they were sitting down. "At least we have our own bathrooms." Peter whispered. "Yeah really." Char agreed. "I'll be asleep if you need me." she said, going to their side of the bedroom house. "I'll be in here." Peter sighed, going to the pool room. He sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV, sitting back for a few minutes. Bing and someone else came in and began to play pool as the cop came in, yelling at him for not throwing off the party. She returned an hour later, fining Bing and leaving. The party was then over after that. After a few more hours Peter went to bed as the other two decided to horse around in the club itself. The other two began to wonder when they'll learn. It wasn't long before BIng walked into Char's and Peter's room, hoping to use their bathroom. They grinned in their sleep, ignoring him. Bing tried to shoo them out, but had no luck. He gave up and went to use his and MOna's bathroom, giving them privacy before going to bed. He only slept for about two hours before getting up and going to work. Char woke up with her husband and made them a quick breakfast, leaving Mona to make her own. They went to work an hour later and were promoted when they returned. Bing was in the club itself, dancing to the Dj booth and messing around. "You could have cleaned up." Char hissed as she and her husband walked in. Bing ignored her as though he didn't hear her. Peter shrugged as he was getting a form of annoyance in his eyes, the green a little bit more stronger than it usually is. But he kept his cool as Char went to clean up, he joining her. Bing eventually turned around and jumped, not expecting to see them. "When'd you get here?" He fretted. "Uh... just now." Char said slowly, putting her plates in the dishwasher. She then moved so Peter could. "Uh." Bing said, going to mop up a puddle. "If you want a party thrown tomorrow then'll you'll have to help us clean. We aren't going to be here any longer." She said as he finished cleaning it. "Yeah. You leaving tomorrow." BIng sneered, cleaning another. Char sighed and just went to bed, Peter going for the same room. Once Mona arrived home the club was lively with music and chatter, but from only two people. Peter had to actually holler at them to quiet down after he was done getting a shower. Realizing they weren't able to hear him he growled and just went to bed, not in the mood to deal with them. The next day after his mood was relieved, Char made breakfast for him and herself, cleaned up, and they went to work for the last time there and getting promoted. Bing was still cleaning up even after he got home from work. "Must be some bad pig or something." Peter muttered as he adjusted his fashion shirt. "Yeah, really." Char agreed, going to make dinner for the promised party. Peter went to throw it as Bing finished. "I spent two hours cleaning." He complained as Mona walked in through the door; she was throwing away newspapers. "The party?" Peter reminded once he got off the phone. "Hmm." Bing said, going for the restroom. Oddly, there was still people in there; there appeared to be a glitch. One yelled as he evenually woke up. Char, Peter, and Mona looked over to the left, wondering the chaos. They shrugged and went on with themselves until the guests arrived. Mona then went to make more food to be safe. "NEED SOMEBOD'A WITH SKEELZ!" someone hollered while eating. He eventually spit food on Humphrey as he was beside him. He appeared to not notice. After Peter ate he went to DJ as Char was the dance floor volunteer. She began to invite over the guests as they were having fun. They began to pile on it while BIng ate and Mona danced. Guests were still in the restroom, preventing others from leaving it. But when the cop came Char collected her husband and left, giving the club the SlushRush bar back after it was taken.
Arriving at Tinsel Bluffs for the last time Char and Peter went to bed as the first thing, confusing Humphrey and Fanny. "Well, it's been awhile." Fanny said after the original greeting. "Yeah."Char said slowly, going to bed without another word. Early in the morning around five Char went to make breakfast as Peter went to another room, doing something.
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