Uncle Ragnar!"

The six children shouted as their path crossed his in the lower hallways. The three boys and three girls ran to him and wrapped themselves around his legs in tight hugs. Ragnar bent down and picked up the littlest one, Jila's daughter Sara, and swung her high in the air. The little girl squealed in delight and wrapped herself tightly around his neck when he brought her down to his shoulder level. "Come and play with us Uncle Ragnar!!" The older children called out. Ragnar looked down at his legs to see that Jila's son, Chryse's twins, and Kay's granddaughters were the ones trying to hold him in place.

"Well..." Ragnar hesitated. He really did have a lot of work waiting for him on the long boat....

"Pleeeeeease???" They asked with angelic faces.

"Oh all right." Ragnar sighed. "But only for a little while, I've got a lot of work to do."

"Hooray!!" The children shouted and ran back the way they had come, back up to the Main Hall of the Mansion and out the front door. As Ragnar walked quickly to keep up with them Sara started to squirm in his arms.

"I walk by myself." she told him. "I walk by myself" So Ragnar put her down so that she could indeed walk by herself. "Wait! Wait!" She called out as Ragnar started walking again. He looked back to see the little girl trotting to catch up. He hadn't really thought about it at first but he soon realized that with her tiny legs she'd have a hard time keeping up to his long stride.

"My girl, we'll never get outside to play at this rate." He said to her as he squatted down. "Shall I carry you so that we can get outside with the others?"

"No." she replied, and reaching for his massive hand she simply said "Pinky"

*Pinky?* Then he realized what she meant when she found the finger she was looking for and held it tight. "Ahhh" Ragnar stood up once again but found himself hunched over as he tried to walk with the her holding onto his finger. Had he straightened to his full height she would have been hanging at least a foot off the ground. "This isn't going to work. C'mon." He said and scooped her off the floor again, setting her on his shoulders. Sara wrapped her arms around the top of Ragnar's head and sat quietly as they walked through the Mansion and out the front door.

Ragnar played rough and tumble with the boys, and sat quietly while the girls picked him flowers and Sara put her flowers in his shirt pocket. He checked his watch now and then, and then finally decided it was time to get the work done that was waiting for him.

"Look Uncle Ragnar!" the twins said in unison just as Ragnar was getting up to leave. "In the Ballroom! It looks like a fire!"

Ragnar looked to the terrace doors quickly. It did look like a fire. He knew that kitten would look after the black kittens in an emergency but what if she wasn't there. And what if kitten herself couldn't get out. But Elvis would look out for kitten. What if the Mouseling was alone in the nursery? Ragnar walked over to the Ballroom doors. No, no fire but what was this? It looked like somebody was setting up for a party with all of the small circular dining tables surrounding the dance floor. There hadn't been a real Party in the Ballroom for some time now and with everything that had happened lately this was a great idea. On second glance Ragnar noticed that all the tables were set for only two people. That in itself was odd as the Scoobs never intentionally paired off but.....

*Perhaps I should lend a hand though* Ragnar thought as he walked into the Ballroom. *The ladies are always trying to hang things higher than they can reach.*

"Good Afternoon Ragnar." "Hello Ragnar." "Hey you." The soft voices of the Scoobettes welcomed him as he passed by them. Ragnar nearly jumped in surprise. There they were, all the Scoobettes, even Tick, in2scifi, Anni, 6th, and Grackene, dressed in a rainbow of ball gowns.

"L-ladies" Ragnar stood still as the Scoobettes made a circle around him. He looked from face to face trying to figure out just what they were up to.

"We hear it's your Birthday."

*Ah, that's all it is.* Ragnar relaxed and smiled. *A birthday meal with the ladies, a little dancing, shouldn't be a problem.*

"Come and sit with me Ragnar." One voice said softly

"No, come and sit with me." Another said.

"But I've got your favorite meal at my table." Still another said

"He's going to sit with me." A hand reached out and grabbed Ragnar's hand, pulling him from the middle of the circle.

"I don't think so." This voice had changed from the purring voice of just a minute ago.

"Ladies, ladies." Ragnar said calmly although this was making him extremely nervous. "I can sit with each of you but....."

"I'm first." Someone grabbed his other hand while somebody else grabbed his arm. Unfortunately that hand slipped from Ragnar's arm but caught onto his shirt sleeve and rrrrrriiiiiippp!!

"Now look what you've done!!" Somebody yelled

"If you had just let him go!" The culprit screamed.

"Please, ladies, please," Ragnar tried to calm the Scoobettes down. "It's all right. Really" The Scoobettes had stopped listening by now though. One got a slap on the back of the head while another got a small shove. Ragnar knew that an all out war was about to start. Just as a fist was raised to strike a blow.......

Ragnar woke up in his hammock on the long boat in a cold sweat. He sat up quickly, though not quickly enough to throw himself out of the hammock. It was his worst nightmare, the Scoobettes trying to make him pick one of them over the rest. But it was just a dream, and he was awake now. The Scoobettes had never actually done this and probably never would. Ragnar sighed and pushed his wild, sweaty hair out of his face. That was when he actually noticed his surroundings and the dancing shadows on every wall. He had no fire going so what was making the shadows?

Ragnar's heart jumped to his throat. On every piece of furniture in the room was a birthday cake, each decorated in the colors that the Scoobettes had been wearing in his dream. Oh No!

(This is a quick story that I wrote for Ragnar as a birthday present. He liked it so much {I think he's still chuckling over it} that he asked me to share it with you. His birthday is not today, and I'm going to leave it to him tell you when it is.)

Happy Birthday Ragnar!!

BIRTHDAY HUGS AND KISSES!!!!

Mouse2000 -- “Ragnar, you BETTER..

have a happy birthday whenever it is!" Mouse reprimanded. "And you can sit at my table if you'd like..." she batted her eyes, trying to mame him blush. He always looked so cute when he blushed. Right ladies??

<<Rae puts her hands on her hips>>

Darn well BETTER have a good time, or we'll be forced to enforce it!

PS, How am I supposed to give you your... um, birthday present if I don't know when it is? ;p

((((((((((Rag))))))))))))

KaraS -- Happy UnBirthday RagnarRB!

Alas, is the Birthday Faerie reduced to this? How can I embarrass the Hezmana out of, er, I mean, wish you a Happy Birthday if I don't know when it is?

BTW, nice story Jila. Heh heh heh. I suppose we could always clone him in IQ's oven...

Viridian -- Well, WHENEVER your birthday is

I hope you have a lovely one.

Lurkingghost -- ‘Ghost sidled over toward Ragnar..

and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.

"Happy birthday, whenever it is, Rag!"

Chryse74 -- So, Ragnar...

When exactly is your birthday huh?

Poor Kara... this is the second time today that her birthday fairy powers have failed her... Today was Loki's birthday, but Kara didn't know....

Give her a break will ya and let us know when your birthday is?

And you can come over to MY table first! >_^

love ya! Hope you had a great birthday... whenever that was.....

I dreamed up this nightmare I think he should sit at My table first, lol!!

Glad you all liked this post. It was a lot of fun to write.

(((((((Scoobettes)))))))

(((((((Ragnar)))))))

Sun Aeryn -- Ragnar...

my favorite Looney Viking Bird....Happy Birthday, whenever it is. ((((Ragnar))))

As for the table...well...I don't have one. I didn't set one up..so, go sit with the other ladies. :) Enjoy your birthday celebration. :)

walks quietly out of the room

RagnarRB -- Gulp....

Uh...thankyou ladies. But I just cann't decide...I think I'll just have to keep you all.

A little sprinklemof growing powder on this table here and....:)

That was a wicked thought Kara. I have a hard enough time keeping track of myself now. Besides I already have you outnumbered, I wouldn't want to overwhelm you all. Hmmm...but it might be fun.

(I'm working on my egotistical nature today. What do ya think?) :)

And for the answer. Sept. 30.

"I got a kiss, I got a kiss"....I'll just stand here a blush a while...

is just great. :) Kay said giving Ragnar a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

Happy Birthday! And, thanks for being so special to us.

(((((((((((((((Ragnar)))))))))))))))

nean007 -- nean wishes Ragnar a most

splendiforous, but belated, birthday.


	The Archives "Uncle Ragnar!" JilaCosa The six children shouted as their path crossed his in the lower hallways. The three boys and three girls ran to him and wrapped themselves around his legs in tight hugs. Ragnar bent down and picked up the littlest one, Jila's daughter Sara, and swung her high in the air. The little girl squealed in delight and wrapped herself tightly around his neck when he brought her down to his shoulder level. "Come and play with us Uncle Ragnar!!" The older children called out. Ragnar looked down at his legs to see that Jila's son, Chryse's twins, and Kay's granddaughters were the ones trying to hold him in place. "Well..." Ragnar hesitated. He really did have a lot of work waiting for him on the long boat.... "Pleeeeeease???" They asked with angelic faces. "Oh all right." Ragnar sighed. "But only for a little while, I've got a lot of work to do." "Hooray!!" The children shouted and ran back the way they had come, back up to the Main Hall of the Mansion and out the front door. As Ragnar walked quickly to keep up with them Sara started to squirm in his arms. "I walk by myself." she told him. "I walk by myself" So Ragnar put her down so that she could indeed walk by herself. "Wait! Wait!" She called out as Ragnar started walking again. He looked back to see the little girl trotting to catch up. He hadn't really thought about it at first but he soon realized that with her tiny legs she'd have a hard time keeping up to his long stride. "My girl, we'll never get outside to play at this rate." He said to her as he squatted down. "Shall I carry you so that we can get outside with the others?" "No." she replied, and reaching for his massive hand she simply said "Pinky" Pinky? Then he realized what she meant when she found the finger she was looking for and held it tight. "Ahhh" Ragnar stood up once again but found himself hunched over as he tried to walk with the her holding onto his finger. Had he straightened to his full height she would have been hanging at least a foot off the ground. "This isn't going to work. C'mon." He said and scooped her off the floor again, setting her on his shoulders. Sara wrapped her arms around the top of Ragnar's head and sat quietly as they walked through the Mansion and out the front door. Ragnar played rough and tumble with the boys, and sat quietly while the girls picked him flowers and Sara put her flowers in his shirt pocket. He checked his watch now and then, and then finally decided it was time to get the work done that was waiting for him. "Look Uncle Ragnar!" the twins said in unison just as Ragnar was getting up to leave. "In the Ballroom! It looks like a fire!" Ragnar looked to the terrace doors quickly. It did look like a fire. He knew that kitten would look after the black kittens in an emergency but what if she wasn't there. And what if kitten herself couldn't get out. But Elvis would look out for kitten. What if the Mouseling was alone in the nursery? Ragnar walked over to the Ballroom doors. No, no fire but what was this? It looked like somebody was setting up for a party with all of the small circular dining tables surrounding the dance floor. There hadn't been a real Party in the Ballroom for some time now and with everything that had happened lately this was a great idea. On second glance Ragnar noticed that all the tables were set for only two people. That in itself was odd as the Scoobs never intentionally paired off but..... Perhaps I should lend a hand though Ragnar thought as he walked into the Ballroom. The ladies are always trying to hang things higher than they can reach. "Good Afternoon Ragnar." "Hello Ragnar." "Hey you." The soft voices of the Scoobettes welcomed him as he passed by them. Ragnar nearly jumped in surprise. There they were, all the Scoobettes, even Tick, in2scifi, Anni, 6th, and Grackene, dressed in a rainbow of ball gowns. "L-ladies" Ragnar stood still as the Scoobettes made a circle around him. He looked from face to face trying to figure out just what they were up to. "We hear it's your Birthday." Ah, that's all it is. Ragnar relaxed and smiled. A birthday meal with the ladies, a little dancing, shouldn't be a problem. "Come and sit with me Ragnar." One voice said softly "No, come and sit with me." Another said. "But I've got your favorite meal at my table." Still another said "He's going to sit with me." A hand reached out and grabbed Ragnar's hand, pulling him from the middle of the circle. "I don't think so." This voice had changed from the purring voice of just a minute ago. "Ladies, ladies." Ragnar said calmly although this was making him extremely nervous. "I can sit with each of you but....." "I'm first." Someone grabbed his other hand while somebody else grabbed his arm. Unfortunately that hand slipped from Ragnar's arm but caught onto his shirt sleeve and rrrrrriiiiiippp!! "Now look what you've done!!" Somebody yelled "If you had just let him go!" The culprit screamed. "Please, ladies, please," Ragnar tried to calm the Scoobettes down. "It's all right. Really" The Scoobettes had stopped listening by now though. One got a slap on the back of the head while another got a small shove. Ragnar knew that an all out war was about to start. Just as a fist was raised to strike a blow....... Ragnar woke up in his hammock on the long boat in a cold sweat. He sat up quickly, though not quickly enough to throw himself out of the hammock. It was his worst nightmare, the Scoobettes trying to make him pick one of them over the rest. But it was just a dream, and he was awake now. The Scoobettes had never actually done this and probably never would. Ragnar sighed and pushed his wild, sweaty hair out of his face. That was when he actually noticed his surroundings and the dancing shadows on every wall. He had no fire going so what was making the shadows? Ragnar's heart jumped to his throat. On every piece of furniture in the room was a birthday cake, each decorated in the colors that the Scoobettes had been wearing in his dream. Oh No! (This is a quick story that I wrote for Ragnar as a birthday present. He liked it so much {I think he's still chuckling over it} that he asked me to share it with you. His birthday is not today, and I'm going to leave it to him tell you when it is.) Happy Birthday Ragnar!! BIRTHDAY HUGS AND KISSES!!!! Mouse2000 -- “Ragnar, you BETTER.. have a happy birthday whenever it is!" Mouse reprimanded. "And you can sit at my table if you'd like..." she batted her eyes, trying to mame him blush. He always looked so cute when he blushed. Right ladies?? Love, Mouse Raven-Kat -- YEAH <<Rae puts her hands on her hips>> Darn well BETTER have a good time, or we'll be forced to enforce it! PS, How am I supposed to give you your... um, birthday present if I don't know when it is? ;p ((((((((((Rag)))))))))))) KaraS -- Happy UnBirthday RagnarRB! Alas, is the Birthday Faerie reduced to this? How can I embarrass the Hezmana out of, er, I mean, wish you a Happy Birthday if I don't know when it is? BTW, nice story Jila. Heh heh heh. I suppose we could always clone him in IQ's oven... Viridian -- Well, WHENEVER your birthday is I hope you have a lovely one. oooxxxVi Lurkingghost -- ‘Ghost sidled over toward Ragnar.. and gave him a small kiss on the cheek. "Happy birthday, whenever it is, Rag!" ((((Hugs)))) -'Ghost Chryse74 -- So, Ragnar... When exactly is your birthday huh? Poor Kara... this is the second time today that her birthday fairy powers have failed her... Today was Loki's birthday, but Kara didn't know.... Give her a break will ya and let us know when your birthday is? And you can come over to MY table first! >_^ love ya! Hope you had a great birthday... whenever that was..... xoxo aileen JilaCosa -- HEY!! I dreamed up this nightmare I think he should sit at My table first, lol!! Glad you all liked this post. It was a lot of fun to write. (((((((Scoobettes))))))) (((((((Ragnar))))))) =D Jila Sun Aeryn -- Ragnar... my favorite Looney Viking Bird....Happy Birthday, whenever it is. ((((Ragnar)))) As for the table...well...I don't have one. I didn't set one up..so, go sit with the other ladies. :) Enjoy your birthday celebration. :) Cyn walks quietly out of the room RagnarRB -- Gulp.... Uh...thankyou ladies. But I just cann't decide...I think I'll just have to keep you all. A little sprinklemof growing powder on this table here and....:) That was a wicked thought Kara. I have a hard enough time keeping track of myself now. Besides I already have you outnumbered, I wouldn't want to overwhelm you all. Hmmm...but it might be fun. (I'm working on my egotistical nature today. What do ya think?) :) (((((All))))) And for the answer. Sept. 30. "I got a kiss, I got a kiss"....I'll just stand here a blush a while... kayde -- Your ego is just great. :) Kay said giving Ragnar a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Happy Birthday! And, thanks for being so special to us. (((((((((((((((Ragnar))))))))))))))) Kay nean007 -- nean wishes Ragnar a most splendiforous, but belated, birthday.