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 “And you looking after me,” smiled Jackie.
+=====The Plot=====
+“Okay, we all know the plan?” asks Julian, looking around to the opossums assembled around him. “Jade, what’s your role?” he shoots.
+Jade, who had been chewing absentmindedly on a fistful of moss, freezes. “Uh… I’m… bringing Mom to the sanctuary?”
+A chorus of groans echoes through the squadron, punctuated by a shrill, “We’ve been over this twice!” from Jesse.
+“No, Julia is getting Mom and walking her here,” explains Julian exasperatedly. “You’re just mentioning that you’re volunteering here so Mom is more likely to come. Who else doesn’t know their role?!”
+The room rings suddenly with an unintelligible soup of proclaimed tasks.
+“Meanwhile,” cuts in Peregrine sharply, quelling the chatter, “we’ll sort out getting our Mum to the sanctuary too.” The rest of his siblings nod their heads determinedly. “Shouldn’t be too hard. We’ll say a new animal’s arrived next door and needs some help settling in.”
+“Good,” concludes Julian. “Then everyone knows what they’re doing. And remember! This all relies on our Mom and yours both not knowing that the other will be here. So whatever you do, **don’t** let our Mom see her bef--!”
+“Don’t let me see who before what, Julian?” inquires Jackie, shuffling into the room. Julian chokes on his words, while everyone else freezes, guilty conspiracy flushing across their cheeks.
+“Don’t let you see //whom//,” corrects Jeanine, plodding in through the opposite door. 42 pairs of horrified eyes reel across to her. “Really Jackie, I know the joeys are all grown up, but do you //have// to set such a bad example?”
+Jackie smiles.  “Jeanine! Age has not mellowed your pedanticism I see. It is just LOVELY to see you here.”
+Jeanine returns it. “Yes, it seems //ever// so hard to be rid of your presence. Were you aware that there’s a freshly brewed pot of tea in the kitchen?”
+“Can’t say I was. Whoever prepared that, I wonder?” Every single one of the opossums, both Jackie’s and Jeanine’s, cower.
+“Well, it seems //silly// to let it go to waste.”
+“Yes, quite PREPOSTEROUS, actually.”
+“Shall we then?” offers Jeanine, gesturing onwards.
+“That’s the first good idea you’ve had in years!” mocks Jackie, her and Jeanine waltzing out to continue their bickering elsewhere, leaving a room full of flabbergasted opossums.