Rachel flopped up to see a stuffed rabbit being pulled through the door. The kids slammed the door shrieking as the mountainous madams waddled over. Hilda smashed the door down to see... the laundry room.
“Where are those kids?” Rachel hazily asked.
“Honey, we too young for kids just now.” Hilda reassured as their memories are rewritten.
They were college graduates who’d opened “Hilda’s House Bar and BBQ” to pay off their debt and turned it into a huge success, but they were a long way off of having any kids... which saddened Rachel a lot. Hilda made sure to promise that no matter what, they’d get a daughter some day...
They slipped into bed and dozed off....
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Katie and Kizzie sat dead silent in the back, staring out the window as Nami tried breaking the silence.
“Soooo... how about that gross sauce?” She awkwardly chuckled.
“Ah just don’t get it! Hoss’ place never had anything like that before!” Kizzie shouted as the four suddenly got confused.
“Wait was it Hoss or Hilda?” Katie asked.
Their eyes gleamed pink as their memories were rewritten to reflect Hilda’s restaurant, with smoky tangy sauce and nice cool draft lager, Noelle drunk off it in the passengers’ seat. They drove home satisfied....