The day was fairly uneventful inside the house. Vivian didn't stop by and lunch was bland without your sidekick. In you room you sat. You heard the new guests by the pool. The only time they talked was after a cell phone. You watched the guards do the patrols. Even caught Amanda going into the old horse stables. almost two hourse and she came back out. Her clothes wrinkled and untucked, her hair undone. She arried her shoes in her had, and a smile on her face. 

Your uncle Frank was nowhere. You looked across the room where the mirror had stood. The house was quiet no death, no visions, no one getting shot. The time ticked slowly by. There were foot steps by the door then they walked away. The only thing that was abnormal was Vivian was not trying to talk to you. Down the hall you heard a argument and a few slaps. You had hoped it was Amanda slapping the bitch queen. you decided to check it out and see what was for dinner. 

You got to the foyer to discover a viscious game of keep away between Kathy and Michelle they had vivians mic and were tossing it back and forth. "All you got to do is ask for it back. Heheheh. Brats should be seen not heard." Vivian was exhausted and crying with a red welt on her face.
 
Kathy jumped in, "Or say please. Hhahha."

"I believe Kathy the cat has your toung." Michelle replyied.