under pressure

fame is where you find it

"I totally ragged on her show, and she didn't even hold it against me. In fact, she was really cool with it." Brandon tells his family. Earlier that day, he was filmed in an episode of Keep it Together, a hit TV show that Bree and Brenda were obsessed with. They couldn't believe it.

"I cannot believe you're on Keep it Together." Brenda said, shaking her head. She was helping Cindy cook dinner, while Bree and Jim sat at the island, reading the newspaper together.

"Paula is gonna flip," Cindy says, from her spot at the sink. The phone starts ringing and Jim says that he'll get it. "So, what was it like?" She asks, smiling at her son.

"It was fun. I don't know if I'd wanna do it everyday." He said, making Bree shake her head, letting out a scoff.

"It's for you. The production office." Jim says, making Brandon's smile fall.

"I forgot to sign a form before I left." He says, walking over to the phone.

"Hey, tell them you have two sisters." Bree yells out, but he simply rolls his eyes.

"So, which one is Keep it Together?" Jim asks the two girls.

"It's the one about that cute orphan girl, Flipper." Their mom says, making them furrow their brows.

"Mom, it's Skipper, and she's not an orphan anymore. She finally got adopted by the Carswell-Smythe family." Brandon hangs up the phone, walking back over to them with a thoughtful look on his face.

"So, is there a part for your sisters in it?" Jim jokes, making them send him playful glares.

"Actually, they have a part for me." Bree lets out a cackle, not believing him.

"Yeah, right." He tells them he's not kidding, and the rest of the family starts to laugh, surprised.

"He has all of the luck, it's not fair." Brenda says, shaking her head.

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"What am I gonna do?" Brenda complains, as the four best friends walk in the courtyard. She was complaining about having to work at the Peach Pit, while Brandon was filming. He would've asked Bree to do it, but she worked at the movie theatre.

"Brenda, how hard can it be? The fork goes on the left, the knife and spoon go on the right, and the napkins go in the dispenser." Kelly says, making the girl let out a scoff.

"Maybe you should be filling in for Brandon then," They all turn to see the boy being surrounded by girls, making the sisters roll their eyes. They sit down at their usual spot at the tree, sighing. "This is so unfair. I'm the one with the talent, no offence, Bree. But, I'm the one who danced around the living room singing show tunes." Brenda complains, making them smile.

"I did that too, but I was off-key." Donna says, making Bree let out a snort.

"I was even considering putting together a stand-up comedy routine." Bree raises a brow. Bree was the funnier Walsh sibling, everyone had to admit.

"I would die first. You'd be so exposed." Kelly says, eating her sandwich.

"You play somebody else. You're a character. You're not really you, see what I mean?" She says, in a Cockney accent, making them laugh. "Like wow! Totally radical!" She says, talking like a Valley girl. The three girls cackle. Maybe she was funny after all. They tell her to do some more. "Quit busting my chops. I'm sick of sitting around here jawboning with you guys, know what I mean?" She says, in a poor New York accent. Bree throws a fry at her, getting the four girls to laugh. Brandon comes up to them, crouching down and wrapping an arm around Bree's shoulder.