Ducky gasped. "Oh yeah, I forgot! Rings all around!" she dug into her pocket and produced a couple. "Can I cut up the cake?"

"Sure. " BlackSheep climbed to the top of the train for a celabratory roast. She was a wife, but she didn't have to be a tame one.

Splash dove by as she pulled out her ray gun. "Don't shoot yer husband pleez!" he yelled at her.

"Stop fighting you two and have some cake."

"Is it carrot?" Splash looked up hopefully.

"I'm..not really ...sure. It might be brazil nut." she made a scrunched up face.

"Well,I guess if no one likes it, we can save it for yours." Black giggled.

"What a friend " Ducky threw some icing at her.

"I gotta go." Splash announced.

"Yeah, me too. See ya later, right?"

"Uhhuh. 'Bye."

"'Bye."

Splash stuffed a piece of cake in his pocket and jumped off the train.

"That went well." Ducky said as soon as he was gone.

"Oh shut up." Black threw an entire peice of cake at her. Ducky flung one back, and then the train lurched to a stop for them to get off.



That was a few weeks ago.

Now, BlackSheep and Ducky are on to new schemes. ("Aren't we always? )



"Hey Splashie, have a seat." Black yelled over to him and motioned to a seat near the table she and Ducky were sitting at. "We're going for a walk. You wanna come?"

"Sure, I guess." Bwahaaha, little did he know.



Splash started getting suspicious when Ducky and BlackSheep started saying things like, "Think we're out far enough?" and "That looks like a good tree." Just as he was about to dart away, BlackSheep tripped him and pounced on top of his back. The ground in the woods was wet and leafy. She grabbed his paws and held them there as Ducky fumbled with her scarf. Ducky wrapped them around as tightly as she could, through, around twice, and back through, with a huge bow. Splash squirmed and let out a yell.

"We can't have him be screaming." Black complained, and stuffed a fern in his mouth.

"I think this is a bad idea." Ducky said quietly. And they tromped out of the woods together with Splash between them. Ducky kept tripping and bumping Splash's feet, and BlackSheep kept dropping his head, but they got him out of the woods somehow, and into the gravel pit. Setting him on top of a rocky dune, they dug a large, deep hole in the rocks, and lugged him up.

"'Bye Splash."

"Fare-thee-well, Splashie."

And with that, they cerimoniously gave him a kick. He rolled down the hole, bumping on gravel the whole way down. Then he felt pebbles on his face and all over his body. He was being buried alive.



They went back to the War Tavern, washed their hands and had a martini.



Two weeks later a police investigation was launched by Splash's brother. When asked for a statement, Ducky said, "I didn't really know him. I'm just the barlady. Why me? Stop bothering me. I haven't done anything!" When BlackSheep was asked, she said, "Well, we didn't live together, so how would I know he wasn't around? He was a nice chap, I guess. What a shame. Do I get his stuff?"





So the girls got a life. Unhampered by a boring spouse on one side. Unless...



DUN DUN DUUUUUN!!!