Grandpa walked into the living room, where Stu and Drew were showing each other their presents for Angelica.

"I made my present, Drew. It's a little doll I like to call...Oblina Overalls!" And with that, he unveiled to Drew a doll that looked like it was made out of wood. It had green hair, and of course, overalls. It was the cutest thing you've ever seen...until the head fell off and rolled across the room.

Stu laughed nervously. "Uh, oops, haha! I think we're having some technical difficulties today."

"Well, I BOUGHT something even better at the mall!" Drew said as Stu chased after the head, picked it up, twisted it back onto the doll's body, and glued the hair back on. "Take a gander at this!" He shoved a box with a small, plastic, Barbie-like doll inside it in his brother's face. It had five strange tufts of hair on its head, an orange dress, but oddly, no shoes. "Her name is Cynthia!" (Little did he know that Angelica would constantly be asking for much more Cynthia stuff for the doll after this, until she got out of kindergarten.)

"THAT'S it?" laughed Stu. "THAT IS ALL?! It's the most homely-looking thing I've ever seen!"

Tommy, Phil, Lil, Chuckie, and Angelica climbed the stairs to Angelica's bedroom.

"Okay," said Angelica, "this is where we were before we went night exploring. Let's start looking!"

Chuckie climbed under the bed to look. He eventually pulled out a jack-in-the-box. He began to wind it, and music began to play.

"Look, Lillian!" exclaimed Phil. "Dust bunnies!"

"Yay!" cheered Lil. She took a little wad of dust and stuffed it in her bellybut -

POP! BOING! "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

"Chuckie!" everyone yelled.

"CLOWN! CLOWN! CLOWN!" Chuckie was repeating over and over.

"Oh, brother." Angelica face-palmed.

Speaking of brothers...

Stu still couldn't believe how crummy Drew's gift was and was laughing hysterically.

"Sorry, Drew," Stu said, finally beginning to calm down, "but that just won't do. Anyway, my doll talks and walks."

"Well, talking dolls are a good gift. A very good gift indeed. That is, if you want your child to grow up with no imagination!"

"OH, YEAH!?" Stu put the doll down on the floor and wound it up, aaaaaaannnnnnddd...

"My name's Oblina Overalls, and I need a diaper change!"

"NOOOOOO!" screamed Stu. He picked up the doll and started to shake it furiously. "You don't need a new diaper, Oblina! You need a hug and a kissssssssssssssss!"

He tried it again, and it was the exact same result as before.

"That's it." Stu grabbed the nearest screwdriver, opened up the doll and began to tweak with its wires and machinery.

"Did you know that I also got her an outfit from Gap?" Drew pulled a purple dress with orange sleeves, and some blue tights with green spots on them, out of a bag. He had also bought some new purple bows. "Got them a size large so she can grow into them!"

"But this doll also wets and gets real diaper rash!" Stu protested as he put the screwdriver away, and then set Oblina back onto the floor again.

"My name is Oblina Overalls, and I...I..."

The doll malfunctioned. Sparks flew, and then the doll exploded, sending parts flying across the room.

"See? Bought presents are better!" Drew yelled.

"No, they, aren't!"

"Yes, they are!"

Wanting to leave the room before things got out of hand, Didi said, "Betty, Charlotte, let's, um...go to the kitchen and get a steaming hot cup of Bavarian mocha," and pulled them out of the room.

"Well, it's not in here," Angelica finally sighed as they walked out of her bedroom.

They were looking over the balcony into the living room, where the brothers Pickles were in a heated argument.

"No, they AREN'T!"

"YES, they ARE!"

"DAAAAAAH!" screamed Stu insanely.

In only about half a second after that, Stu and Drew were breaking toys, smashing walls, and making noise, just like they were in the episode "Sour Pickles." (Someone call the cops!)

Drew picked up the rolling head of Oblina Overalls and threw it at Stu. It missed, ricocheted off a wall, and would've killed Howard if he hadn't ducked in the nick of time. Stu snatched Cynthia out of Drew's hand, and threw it at his head. Drew ducked his head and laughed triumphantly. The box containing Cynthia hit a lava lamp and fell off the shelf. Drew caught it before it smashed on the ground, and threw it at Stu.

Well, they were fighting, and it was driving everyone mad!

"Stop it, you rambunctious little rugrats!" shouted Grandpa, who had been awoken from his nap. But that didn't do any good at all.

"Oh, no, Angelica!" said an upset Tommy. "Our daddies are fighting!"

"They sure are," agreed Angelica. "They're being a couple of crazy babies while torturing their dad!"

"Just like in the song!" Tommy chimed in.

"We have to stop them," said Chuckie.

"But how?" wondered the DeVille twins aloud.

"Don't you worry, I have a plan," said Angelica confidently. "We slide down the banister into that table down below, and everyone will hear it and stop!"

"Are you sure about this?" asked Chuckie timidly in a small voice.

"I'm sure," replied Angelica. "1, 2, 3!"

They slid down the banister.

Stu was about to throw something else when there was a loud crash in the foyer.

"Um, did you throw that?" asked Stu to Drew.

"No," was Drew's answer.

They both ran into the foyer and were both appalled by what they saw.

Apparently the babies had slid down the stair banister and crashed into the side table. Now Charlotte's best flower vase was broken.

They were so surprised by the mess and worried about how to tell Charlotte, that they weren't angry anymore.

"Look, Drew, I'm really sorry for fighting AND for damaged property. But I'm telling you, I'm making a new doll named Patty Pants, and it'll have BLUE hair! And I'll have it done by Angelica's THIRD birthday party! YOU'LL SEE!"

"Good luck, I doubt it'll happen. But how do we tell Charlotte about her vase?"

"Well, we'll tell her together." So arm in arm, they walked away.

The Pickle brothers had made up with each other like the babies wanted them to upon seeing the catastrophe, but now there was a new problem for the babies: Didi put the babies back in the playpen, so now they were stuck again. Plus, Didi confiscated Angelica's toy hammer!

"Darn, what do we do now?" Angelica paced around the playpen twiddling her thumbs.

Then Tommy got an idea. "I know!" Coincidentally, Stu had put the screwdriver he used to tweak Oblina Overalls with on the table right next to the playpen.

"We'll make a baby tower and use the scoodriver to escape from the payplen and we can keep searching!"

They did just that, and it worked!

Didi, Charlotte, and Betty were sitting around the table sipping their Bavarian mochas when the oven beeped.

"Sorry, guys, gotta get the cake!" said Charlotte in a sing-song voice. Right before she opened the oven, though, her phone rang for the seventh time that day. She took out the cake, stacked the layers, and frosted it, all while yelling at Jonathan for no apparent reason. She was so distracted, she didn't even see that there was a set of dentures sticking out of the cake, and frosted right over it.

Angelica and the babies had searched everywhere for Cyndi, but just couldn't find her. Now they were back in Angelica's bedroom, where Angelica was sitting on her bed.

"We'll never find Cyndi," moped Angelica. "We searched all over the house."

"Angelica," interrupted Tommy, pointing at a door, "what's this door in the corner of your room lead to?"

"Oh, that leads to the attic - THE ATTIC!" Angelica ran over to the door and slammed it open. "She's in here! Get up here!"

Angelica grabbed Tommy's hand and they all ran upstairs into the attic.

It was dark, and cold, and a little moist up there. It was also pretty creepy. Chuckie looked inside a box and saw a rat corpse, he jumped a mile. A spider started crawling up Phil's pants. Usually, he was all right with this, but not today.

"Look! Over there!" Tommy hollered.

Tommy was pointing over to an arm sticking out from behind the portrait of pubescent Stu. When everyone looked to see what Tommy was pointing to, they were startled by the picture.

"I can't go over there!" said Angelica. "It's scary over there!"

"You have to!" Chuckie said. His voice actually sounded pretty brave, but Angelica could tell he was still very scared on the inside.

"You're right. I have to be brave!"

Angelica started running towards the portrait of Stu screaming. Then she grabbed her doll and ran out of the attic, totally forgetting about the babies.

"Hey! Wait for us!" shouted Lil." as they started to climb down the stairs on their hands and knees.

Everybody was in the kitchen eating cake. They had already sung "Happy (Half) Birthday" to Angelica, and she had blown out her candles, which read "2 1/2", the slash in "1/2" being just a "1" candle stuck into the cake at a diagonal angle.

"Mmm, this cake is delicious!" said Grandpa Lou. "Charlotte, mind if I get a second slice?"

Charlotte just said, "Certainly," and giggled.

Grandpa took the last remaining hunk of cake and sat down with it. He had just taken one bite when he noticed a strange lump protruding out of the cake, covered with frosting. "Uggh." He stabbed the lump with his fork, pulled it out, and, upon seeing what the object causing the lump actually was, screamed bloody murder.

"BWAAAAAAAAAA!"

But it wasn't in terror or anything like that. It was because his own little "joke" had just backfired on him.

"Dad?" asked Stu. "What's the matter?"

"WHAT THE..."

Didi quickly covered Grandpa's mouth. "Now, Pop," she scolded, "Mr. Fogg has already pushed the 'K' rating to the very edge in this story, so we definitely don't need any outbursts from you, or he'll have to go through the trouble of re-rating it."

Grandpa was speechless.

"B-b-but-b-bu-but-bu-b-but..." he stuttered.

"What's this doing here," asked Betty as she snatched the now-roasted dentures out of Grandpa's hand.

"Oh..." Grandpa chuckled, partially lying, "they must've fallen into the cake batter when I was tasting it. I've been looking all over for 'em." He took his teeth back and returned them to his mouth.

Everyone laughed.

"Okay, sweetie, it's time to open your presents!" said Drew.

Angelica went through about a dozen presents and loved them all. There were now only two left.

Angelica pulled her new outfit out of the bag. It was nice enough for her to cuddle with. "Ooh, I like these!" she said happily.

She tried them on. They were way too big!

"Don't worry, with a little trimming, these'll fit you just fine!" Charlotte was saying.

"And we've saved the best for last," added Charlotte, holding out a little box with a bow on it.

Angelica ripped it open. "A dolly!" she squealed, taking it out of the box and hugging it.

"Her name is Cynthia." Drew smiled.

"Yaaaaaaay! Now I have two Cindys!" (Angelica knew how to pronounce Cynthia already, but still called her ragdoll "Cindy.")

"This is the best day of my life," Angelica said, hugging her two dolls.

THE END!