Roswell, Friday evening

[izzyalienqueen]

Judging by the sounds coming from the den, the MarioKart race was getting pretty intense. Isabel wondered if the guys would even notice if she didn't return with snacks and instead stayed hidden in the relative quiet of the kitchen for a while

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[mparkerceo]

Parker stormed in to look for something to drink, and announced, "Max cheats. Make him stop."

[izzyalienqueen]

"He doesn't cheat," Isabel laughed. "He's just had more practice. Give it time, you'll get better."

[mparkerceo]

"Oh please, he is so using alien powers on that game. I'm sure of it." Parker grabbed a Diet Pepsi and cracked it open. "No one's Mario Kart should go that fast. Also, Michael's picked up quite the vocabulary, hasn't he?"

Like she hadn't been swearing back at him in Italian.

[izzyalienqueen]

"Quite. I'm not sure if I should be impressed or have my mom or Amy get the soap," she grinned as she began scooping out ice cream into two dishes. She and Parker would eat first. The boys could wait. "But you looked like you were having fun. Glad you came?"