As Shana exclaimed some random words about 'sorry' and 'kick', Clark was deeeeep in his little dream world. In this world, ponies didn't make him sneeze, and they were allllllll after a magical mystical diamond, and they called it a magical mystery tour, and someone named Lucy was in the sky...with the diamond...but he was a walrus. Scratch that. THE walrus. He was quickly jolted awake when the yellow submarine crashed into a pony. "Whaaa?" he asked the strange teenager. Who was she? Oh, well. She was pretteh. "Who ish you?"

Reese let Lima take River from her and she smiled, but her smile faded when she saw Shana and Clark from alllllllll the way up at the house. What was Clark doing? "Hold on," she muttered to Lima. She got off the stage and headed up the pathways back to the house, hoping Lima wouldn't get mad at her for just leaving like that. She headed over to Clark and Shana and that's when she noticed Clark was crying bawling. "Clark, dear, what's wrong?" She asked as she sat down beside him on the ground. She patted his head and looked up at Shana for a quick second before she looked back down at Clark

Shana sighed.Umm I kinda accidently kicked Clark in the face.Buut in my defence he picked me up annd Im scared of heights. she nodded and blushed a bit,was Reese gonna be like magerly angry ? Probably.Best plan.Shana RUN! Buut she couldn't just leave Clark.She'd wait here and if Reese shouted at her,then she'd run.And Fast.


Shana looked at Clark and bent down to his level.Clark ? Earth calling to Clark ? Are you okay ? she asked,trying to play the conserned girlfriend,thing.Okay,So Shana was definitely not the greatest girlfriend in the world and she didn't think before she did things and she had tantrums alot buut she triied and she triied to care,She did care buuut in a moore friendly way,Uh oh here came Reese.

Clark looked up at the woman. She was pretteh, like the carrottop! "Are you mah mummy?" he asked her, his voice fading in and out. She had to be his mum, that was probably where he got his good looks! But his dad...maybe his dad had purple hair. And so, like, so did he! One of life's mysteries solved. "Who's Clahk? That's a funneh name. It sounds laik a noisemakah! Clahk, clahk." he giggled to himself.
Why was the strange girl still here? Maybe she was his sister! "Sissy!" he shouted. "Mummy is this my sissy?" he asked her. They'd be like a fruit family! A yellow bananna, an orange carrot, and a purpe blueberry! "Why am I on the ground?" he asked, obviously distressed.

Reese's jaw dropped open. "You...You..." She couldn't even finish her sentence. She looked up at Shana and shook her head. "How hard did you hit him?" She asked. She had so many questions, but they were pretty much all answered when Clark asked if she was his mommy. "Amnesia," she muttered to herself. "You know what you just did, Shana." She quickly stood up at picked up Clark's hands and started dragging him into the house. "Shana, go tell Lima that I'll be down there in a minute. Don't tell her what happened, okay?" She ordered her friend.

Bossy much?

She finally managed to get Clark inside the house and closed the door behind her. She pulled him over to the couch and tried her best to get him on the couch, but that wasn't working, so she just left him on the floor. "Hold on," she said then walked off into the kitchen. What was she suppose to do? She crossed her arms as she walked around the kitchen for what seemed like forever. She headed over to the refridgerator and opened it. The first thing she noticed was a bag of grapes and a bottle of ketchup.

Hmmmmmm.

She grabbed the grapes and ketchup and walked over to the counter. She placed the items on the counter and walked back over to the refrigerator to close the door. She then grabbed a plate out of the sink and walked back over to the grapes and ketchup. She pulled some grapes out of the bag and placed them on the plate. Then, she took the ketchup and poured a TON of ketchup on the grapes.

Ewwwww. She would NEVER eat this.

She shook her head and grabbed the plate and headed back into the living room. She sat down on the floor next to Clark and sighed. "Forgive me for this allergic reaction," she muttered. She looked down at the plate then looked back at Clark. "Hey, Clark. Look what I got you," she told him. "Here. Take one." She held the plate close to Clark, so he could grab one of the grapes.

Lima watched what happened in utter confusion. Reese seemed to be handing it pretty well though. She would have offered to help take Clark back inside the house, but she had to stay there with River.

How hard did that girl hit him in the head? O___o

Clark watched on as the pretty lady dragged him into the house. Oww, his head hurt. Clark giggled. "You made me hit mah head." And that? Yeah, it was the funniest thing like, ever. And then she left. Wha? Where did mummy go? "Mummy!" he whined loudly. "Where are ooo?" he waited for a looooong time, twiddling his thumbs. But then Mummy came out with a biiiiiiig plate of grapes! And there was ketchup on them! He was just about to grab a grape when mummy said something about a 'lergic action. "Wha?" he asked her, his eyes big. Oh, well.

He grabbed a grape and popped it in his mouth. Nomnomnomnomnomnomgulp. After a minute of nomnomgulp-ing, Clark's throat started to feel funny. Ticklish, even. "Mummy!" he laughed. "Mah voice sounds funneh!" And indeed it did. His voice now sounded like a mixture of Kermit the frog and a real frog...yurm. He didn't notice it...until he started sweating.

And his nose got really big.

And so did his fingers and toes.

And his hair turned back to the old royal blue.

Why, oh why did he not ever take his allergy medication?

Reese placed the plate on the nearby coffee table once Clark took one of the grapes. She felt bad, she really did. But, there wasn't much she could think of. She wasn't sure if giving Clark an allergic reaction would work, but she was going to try. She turned back to Clark, who now had a big nose and his hair was back to being blue.

HIS BLUE HAIR WAS BACK!

She secretly missed his blue hair. "Clark..." she trailed off. "Do you know who am I?"

Clark, now hiccuping, stared at the woman. Why was he an elephant? HE WAS NOT AN ANIMAL! HE WAS A HUMAN BEING! Um, yeah. "Well, I....you're name isn't like, Alondra, HIC-right?" he asked. Who was she, HIC? I mean, he knew she wasn't his mum, and all....HIC! He scratched his nose. He had stopped growing, at least...

"Erm...am I right?" he asked. Wait-he knew where he was! At the beach! But...who were these people? Papa-paparazzi? The Willow Kovac fanclub?" Clark tried to stand up, his eyes spinning. "Thank you for coming, today. However-HIC-I will not be doing my sing-and-dance routine. HIC. Please enjoy your Willow cupcak-" he managed to get out before he fell. Flat on his face. (He didn't notice the room was pretty much empty)

Reese wanted to hit her head against the wall. Clark didn't remember her. She stood up and grabbed the plate. "No, you are not right," she answered. "Willow Kovac fanclub? Huh?" She didn't want to know what he was talking about. She headed into the kitchen and placed the plate on the counter.

She headed back into the living room and looked down at the ground where Clark was lying down flat on his face. She looked around the room and noticed a few pillows sitting on the couch. She grabbed on and looked down at Clark. "Don't be mad at me," she said, but she knew he was going to be mad at her. First, she gave him an allergic reaction. Second, she's going to hit on the head. She gripped the pillow and started hitting Clark. "CLAAAAAARK," she cried out. "GET YOURRRR MEMORRRRY BAAAACK." She kept hitting him with the pillow, hoping he would come back to his senses.

River looked at his mummy closely and promised he'd be a good boy for the whole show. He didn't want to leave his mummy ever again--EVER simply because those scary thoughts of him not being able to fly and almost drowning would have certainly give him nightmares. But where did Jake go?? He gave his mum a look of confusion and then... She was pointing a WAND at him?

Wands SCARED him. He gave her a whimpering look and wondered if something was wrong with him. Did his mummy do something bad to him 'cause he cried and was naughty? But... nothing. River patted his head and put his hands over his face to see what his mum did to him with the wand.

But in the end, he gave up and thought that she didn't do any harm.

Ahhh and they were going on the stage. "Weeeeeeee!" Still in his mum's arms, he put his hand out in front of him and imitated Superman--thinking that he was flying. River continued playing around and he watched Reese going back to the house. Hmm? For an instant, he saw a girl click BooBerry Head right on the face!

"AH!" He was in shock. And did he hear screaming in the house or was it just him?! "Mummmeehhh!" he called out to her and looked up, slapping her legs to get her attention. "Me want Reesh!" He pointed back to the house and wondered... would the face-kicking girl hurt Reese too? NUUUU.

River continued slapping his mummy's legs.

YAY TIME FOR CONCERT! Cam was about to follow everyone else outside and then... HE WITNESSED SHANA BEING OH SO VIOLENT TO HER BOYFRIEND AND THEN BAMMMM! Did she finally go insane? And that Clark doooodddd, did her kick make him realize treating Shana as a girly-girl was a NO-NO?!

...and everything happened all fast.

In an instant, Reese was hitting Clark with a pillow and it looked like a pretty good fight from the INVISIBLE eye-slits on his lemur suit. "WOOOOOO GO REESE!" he screamed in support, "beat 'em up GOOOODDD!" Cam made a fist with his hands from the inside and cheered for Reese to win the fight. Was it even a fight?? OH WELL. It was nice seeing Reese beat up people that wasn't him!

She sighed as River kept hitting her in the legs. Well.. maybe it wouldn't be so bad to take him inside to see Reese. She did disappear from him. And she didn't think he saw Clark fall.

"Okay, I'll take you," she said scooping him up again, as much to get him to stop hitting her legs as anything else.

She headed off the stage and up the pathway, entering the house from the kitchen. Since Reese and Clark were probably in the living room, she would head over there.

She was in the entry when she saw Reese hitting Clark over the head with a pillow.

"Reese! What are you doing?" she asked, startled. And Cam was egging her on.

"Cameron! Don't encourage her."

Though Lima would generally not mind this much, she did when she had River with her. She never should have taken him back inside.

Shana gulped,Reese knew what she was doing,right ? Right,of corse she did,She must.Soo everything would be okay,Clarks head would be better and he'd get his memory back and they could carry on with the concert.She didn't walk closer to the concert,she stood excatly were she was,And she was going to stay there until she knew Clark was okay.

Clark stared at mummeh. Why did she leave with the plate of the yummeh/evil grapes? They were his grapes! His! "Mummeh!" he shouted joyfully when she returned. Then, she grabbed one of the fluffy pillows! Ooh, was it a pillow fight? Clark luuurved pillow fights. "Mad?" he asked, his mouth agape. "Why would I be-OOF!" he flinched as Reese viciously attacked him with a pillow. "Reese-OOF-why are you hit-OOF-ting me?" he stared at her, his arms blocking his head.

He had several questions to ask her...

One-Why was he lying on the ground?

Two-why was he having another allergic reaction?

Three-why was there a swelling lump on the side of his head?


Clark stared at the lemur-was that Cam?-his memory regained. Apparently he thought that Reese was beating him up, when he could obviously take her. Mmmhmm, mmhm. She would be the one on the ground with a swollen nose and feet, and her hair back to it's almost original color. (He had always suspected she was either wearing a wig/she had dyed her hair.) "Yo, lemur boy, we ain't fighting."

Oh, sigh. Now everyone was here to witness his epical torture? "Limaaaa, why is Reese hitting me?" he asked the woman. This was so embarrasing! Raisin hitting Clark? Sobwail.

Reese looked up at Cam when he started cheering her one. Whaaaaat? She wasn't beating Clark up. She was just trying to get his memory back, that was it. "Cam, I'm not beating him up," she firmly stated. She rolled her eye and went back to hitting Clark with the pillow. She hoped that hitting him would work. She didn't know what to do next if it didn't work.

Lima? She looked up at her friend when she walked in. "I'm just hitting Clark...with a pillow," she answered. She shrugged her shoulders and looked down at the floor. Maybe hitting him was a very bad idea. People were mistaking it as Reese beating up Clark, which would NEVER happen.

OHMYGOSH. She stopped hitting Clark on the head with the pillow once she heard him say her name. "YOU'RE BACK," she exclaimed. She threw the pillow towards Cam's head and picked Clark up off the ground. She quickly gave him a kiss on the cheek and pulled him in a hug. "I thought you would never get your memory back," she told him.

Hahah, Cam got told off. And that's exactly what Clark said. "Haha, Cam got told off." Okay, he had just gotten hit in the head a lot, he still wasn't that clear. And then he was being kissed and smothered by Reese? Reese was pretty, 'n all, but he had a girlfriend...one who had just kicked him in the side of the head, giving him temporary amnesia...but still, she was his girlfriend.

"Why are you hugging me, Reese?" he stared at her. "And, OH MY GOSH MY HAIR IS BLUE AGAIN!!" he screamed. NUUU! He was Boo-berry head fo realz now! Cry. He missed his violent shade of violet.

She was so happy when she heard that Clark was back to normal again. But she had to be careful 'cause she was still holding River in her arms.

"Glad you have your memory back Clark! Now you can enjoy the concert." She smiled and was thinking that it was about time that everyone went outside.

Reese let go of Clark when he said Cam got told off. Haha. She shook her head and smiled. She was glad Clark got his memory back and now the concert could officially start. But, first, she had a lot of explaining to do...

"I'm just excited you said my name," she answered. She quickly looked down at the ground when Clark said, well yelled, that his hair was blue again. "Hehe, yeah, about that..." What was she suppose to say? She was exactly sure at the moment. "You see, Clark, Shana hit you in the head pretty hard and you got amnesia. And...I thought giving you an allergic reaction would get your memory back," she explained. Thinking about it now, giving him an allergic reaction seemed like a really stupid idea. "I'm sorry," she added.

"Shhhh." Miles chuckled, he didn't want everyone to know that he blushed whenever something cute towards him happened. He would seem like a girl! But Miles was sure that everyone knew he was a bit of a girl anyway. As they arrived at the stage, Miles sat Grace on the edge of the stage, as he jumped on after her to walk to his jumps. "Now, don't leave the stage." Miles smiled at the little girl as he grabbed his srum sticks.

As Grace was sat down on the stage, with her legs dangling, she started swiniging them. "Syweeea?" She started calling, looking around at everyone. Why did daddy put her here? Hopefully they weren't starting now. The speakers would blow her ears off! "Syweeeea!" Grace called a little louder.

Sylvia didn't run after Miles or Grace, she merely walked gracefully and met them in good time. "I'm not going to run!" She smirked at Grace who had trouble calling her name. But she was only four, so she forgave her. "C'mon." Sylvia picked her up and they walked away from the stage a little, to sit on a blanket on the sand. Why did Miles put her so close to the stage? On the stage?!

"WOO!" Miles lifted his drumsticks above his head. "Wait, what are we gunna do about Whit?" Who was going to take her place in all of this?

"Pfft. You know you love it." Vanessa smirked at him, giving his hand a squeeze. He should know that she'd just carry on later, when nobody was there to watch them. She'd prefer that anyway.
Vanessa grinned to herself as they got to the stage. Eeeh. The concert was soon. Yey
"Yes baby....or Auntie Sylvie...she's gonna looked after you sweetie." Vanessa bent down, and kissed her daughter's cheek. "You can have play later baby."

Standing up, she watched as Sylvia took Grace around from the stage, at least now Grace wouldn't fall off.
"Times to go rock Miles." She grinned, holding both of his hands, and smiling up at him. "And you know that I know you rock." She smirked, leaning up and kissing him quickly. "Go make sure your drums are fine babe." She smiled, before skipping over to her bass and picking it up. Yey Concert time.

Clark smiled at Lima. "Yeah, the concert! Woot." he tried to sound enthusiastic, but he was still a little bit woozy. "Sorry I had to, erm...faint," he still didn't know all the details of his 'accident', so he was glad when Reese started explaining to him all the details.

"Yeah, yeah," he shook that off and listened to her. Shana? Hit? Him? In? The? Head? "What? Shana hit me? She wouldn't hit me...right?" he asked her, concerned. What was with her? Teenagers, sigh. "Yeah, the allergic reaction was kind of a strech," he smirked. "But, it seems like it's gone," Clark furrowed his brow as his nose shrunk and the side effects reversed. "So, it's fine," he winked. "So, isn't the concert supposed to start now? You gotta get back on stage, Raisin." Clark frowned at her.

Reese shrugged her shoulders. "She DID hit you, thought. Raisin doesn't lie," she told him. She looked down at her shoes when Clark said that allergic reaction was kind of a stretch. "Yeah...sorry," she muttered. She smiled when he said it seemed like it was gone and she looked back up just as the side effects started to reverse.

Oh, yes. She needed to be on stage. "Okay, concert time! I'll see you in a bit," she said. "Come on, Lima." She started out the door and back down the pathways to the beach. "MILLLLLLES. VANNNNNNIE. I'M COMINNNNNG," she called out once her feet touched the sand. She raced across the beach with a smile on her face. She sure hoped Lima was following her, but she didn't look behind her to see if she was.

"I'm here," she said. She walked up on the stage, using the side stairs, and walked over to her microphone and guitar. "It's time to get this show on the road."

She shook her head at Clark. "No need to apologize, silly. Just enjoy the show."

And with a parting wink, she was following Reese back to the stage. When she reached there, she heard Miles ask her about Whit.

"We can work without her. We just have to cut out the songs that she was supposed to do. And me and Reese can cover her on the guitar okay." She frowned slightly, but it was okay. At least she wasn't the drummer.

A call had come...Time for the concert. Woo hoo! Emiliano smiled wide then looked back at Karma as he took her hand. "Let's go...I don't want to miss this...it's been years since I last went to one of their concerts..." He told her, really excited to go out that door and just...run towards the stage. And once a comment came out all of the sudden through the day, Whitney was not coming. A shame...yes. So sad. But what if...he helped them with an additional voice.

So, yes. He was like more like a teenager again, and so he just led Karma, literally dragged her outside and they arrived near the stage. "Lima, dear...would you need any help today? I heard a while ago you...lost one of your lead singers..." He said, looking up and covering the sun rays with his unoccupied hand.

Seeing Emiliano taking Karma to the stage, Diana just blinked and looked back at Kris. "Eh...I just don't know what is wrong with him. That smile...that...attitude is just around when..." She Oh-oh'ed. Music. She so knew it!!

So, she just pointed towards the path to the stage with her head. "Let's go hear this band. Emiliano hasn't left me alone since he first went to one of their concerts..." She chuckled and started to walk.

Robert smiled as he heard Liz giggle and laughing he nodded, "Yup, a toothbrush. I can guarantee he'll want to fly after that." He smiled and laughed as she looked up at him, "What?" Picking her up chuckled and turned his head, "Now why would I do that?" He loosened his grip slightly and she slid down but he gripped her again before she fell. Tilting his head toward hers he leaned back awkwardly and kissed her. "I'd never drop you hun. You should know that by now. Now hold on tight."

Feeling her arms tighten around him as he ran toward the house he smirked. So a minor set back and they were back to how they were actually better now that he knew what was wrong with her. As he neared the stage he knelt down and let her slide off his back before standing back up. "Yeah, you know, new clothes and stuff. The most money I've ever spent on myself is our house and my broom...why not have a little fun? We can certainly afford it." And it was true they both didn't spend money and with the amount of money he was bringing in every year and hers they had made sure that if anything happened they would never want for anything. Even he wasn't delusional to think he could play Quidditch forever. He looked up as he saw the stage and Lima on it and nodded as she looked at them.