It's Called Being Sassy

We're Back!

Tina yawns as she wakes up. She leans to her left and touches the snoring Mike's face.

He wakes up and palms his face with a mighty yawn. "Hey, babe?"

"Hi." She smiles.

He stretches mightily. "How long have you been up?"

"For a few seconds."

"Are you hungry?"

"Actually, yes. What time is it?"

He checks his phone. "I'm not sure where we are but it says 11."

She knows the timezones are weird. "What's to eat?"

"Whatever you want." Marcy scares the life out of Tina.

Tina holds her chest. "Oh my goodness! I thought everyone was asleep!"

"I've been awake for three hours."

Tina rakes her hair out of her face in an effort to relax. "Is it almost lunch?"

"If you want breakfast, order breakfast."

"What are you ordering?"

"Soup, sandwich, chips, fruit and juice."

"Ooh! That sounds good. What kind?"

"A turkey club with cheddar, broccoli cheese soup, BBQ kettle chips, grapes and apple juice."

Tina nods. "I want that."

Mike chuckles. "You can't have apple juice."

"Why not?" It's not her favorite but it sounds refreshing.

"All apple juice is Marcy's."

"It sounds mean but it's true." Mal stretches awake, having heard food in his dreams.

"I will hit you." Marcy threatens.

"Don't be like that." He chuckles.

She holds up a hand, signaling that she's ignoring him. "We have strawberry juice, Tina. You can drink that."

Tina giggles. "Thank you, Marcy."

"Are you sick of being up by yourself?"

"Well I'm not- actually-"

"I meant do you want everybody up?"

"Oh. Yes."

Marcy gets up and holds her sisters' nostrils closed until they wake up. "Sunshine and sparkles! Wake up, Sleeping Beauty and Belle!"

Tina is so confused but Mercedes and Quinn are angry. "Stop doing that!"

Marcy poses with a smile before sitting down. Mal laughs as he takes pictures.

MJ

Tina is terrified.

Sam is terrified.

Puck is terrified but refuses to admit it.

Ellen is terrified and confused.

Mike, Quinn and Mal are amused.

Marionette is scared to death.

The twins are crying.

Mercedes feels like joining them.

And Marcy? She's livid. She's cursing out her editor in every language she knows at the same time. She's literally screaming and turning red.

Suddenly she slams the laptop shut and throws herself back against her seat, still mumbling.