British SpiritBritish Spirit by *rockysprings
"Okay, good. It's party time!"
Stu leapt up the ladder in first eyeing greedily the inside of Winnebago. He tried to see as much as he could since Murdoc never let him in and started rummaging in his things completely forgetting the main purpose of his presence there. Noodle, coming next, found him before the opened wardrobe.
"Stu, would you please stop getting in where you're not allowed!"
"Why, I'm just looking! Did you know he's got a pair of billiard gloves?" - the wardrobe doors closed and Noodle saw 2D; he held the gloves and didn't fail to try them on, - "Look, it's just my size!"
"The gloves is not what we're looking for, Stu."
"Oh, come on!"
"Listen, all I have to do is find his passport and get out of here. While YOU should not be here at all. If Murdoc-kun finds that something is broken or missing, -- I'll be answering for it! Do you understand?"
"`f course I do! Oh, look!" -- Stu reached to the bookshelf and produced the first book he touched, -- "Very Good,