2042 A new Caravan.

"...you will definitely be satisfied with this purchase, this is a brand new RV Caravan! ...After all, we changed the upholstery after the previous owners. This is the best ratio - price, quality, and availability that you can find in our market. ...So will you be pleasantly surprised by the amount of space inside, that it will provide for your comfort..." The rabbit-morph saleswoman was talking non-stop, and Mark was thinking about how his head was suddenly starting to hurt, and he suddenly wanted to howl like a wolf.
Even Madeline looked "a little" annoyed.
"...This is the best decision for you, your wonderful wife, and your two wonderful kids!" Finally, the saleswoman finished, pointing to the Caravan with a wide smile.

The man and woman exchanged glances at these words.
"Yes, yes. And for both kids too." Mark said thoughtfully.
"Indeed." Nodded Madeline, not wanting to develop the topic.
"I think we agree on your price, especially if you add those extra gear we talked about earlier." Said Madeline.
"Yes, yes! Off course! Now we can do the paperwork!" And the saleswoman smiled at them with the widest and happiest smile that they had ever seen in their whole lives...

***
"It's getting late, so let's get back before the kids burn the house down." Smiled Madeline looking around Caravan.
"You are too pessimistic. They are very polite and well-mannered kids, besides, your Mom will look after them." Mark replied with an uncertain smile.
"I'll drive - that will be faster..." Seriously answered Madeline, taking the old-fashioned keys from his hand and getting behind the wheel.

***
"Help!..." The woman said quietly, sitting on the floor in the living room and holding her head in her hands, while a crowd of restless children arranged a mess around.
Elvira no longer paid attention to the crowd of girls who would run around the room, to the two kids who were swinging on the curtain, and even to the boy who, wrapped in a sheet, was playing into medieval inquisitor. (Although at this juncture, Elvira really wanted to ask her daughter and son-in-law what they actually read to their children for the evening fairy tale.)
Elvira jerked her whole body slightly, pressing her ears to her head in fright from the loud noise, as someone in the kitchen overturned a large empty pan onto the floor.
"I know, I was cursed for my sins from my youth..." Sighed the woman, closing her eyes.

***
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It doesn't matter the time, planet, or species - sellers everywhere are the same.
Madeline knows her kids better.
Telling the truth, - Elvira sucks as a babysitter...

Done privately. Thanks Seth!

Due to some ...difficulties with my real life, I can slow down a bit and post various interesting things here less often.

***Also please note that my story is in the process of being written, and most of these small fragments that I published are not in chronological order.
(Chronology always was a real pain for me.) So when I finish my plans I will try to put everything in order. If I can...

The story and all characters belong to me  Marksan
The wonderful drawings and most of character desighn are kindly made for me by  sethtriggs For which I am very grateful for his help in portraying all this - because without his vision and pictures I would never have been able to tell this story. He really did a lot for me.

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