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Excerpt from: Beach Party Invitation
She quickly found Daria.

“What was it like?” Daria asked.

“I wasn’t really interested,” Jane said.

“Really?” Daria asked dubiously.

“Fine! He thought my head was a lollipop!”

“Right.”


Suddenly, something happened. There was a rumble and the ground near the wave pool cracked. Brittany grabbed a bullhorn. “Everyone away from the pool!”

Then a large amount of lawn gnomes were launched from the crack.

“Gnomes! It’s Gnomageddon!” Spatula Man cried out, over the radio.

“Great!” Daria said as she took in the sight. “Definitely time to go.”

“But where’s Quinn?” Jane asked.

“We do need to find her,” Daria considered.


Quinn emerged from where she had disappeared into. She then ran around the side of the mansion and saw the lawn gnomes going everywhere. “Oh well!” She knew that Daria would be worried, so she decided to look for her.

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Excerpt from: Spider Quinn
Daria and Quinn got home at the same time and found that their mother was rushing about, getting ready to leave.

“Mom?” Quinn asked.

“Sorry, sometimes I leave these things to the last minute. Somehow without your father…”

Daria closed the door. “It’s OK, Mom, we miss him too.”

“Yes, anyway. I told you that he and I originally arranged this trip for a marriage seminar.”

“Yes,” Quinn said sadly.

“So, now it’s a widowhood seminar?”

“Dar-i-a!” Quinn said annoyingly.

“You’re right, too soon,” Daria said quietly.

Her mother put her hand on Daria’s shoulder. “I wish, Daria. But somehow, Eric convinced me to turn it into a work trip.”

“I see,” Quinn said.

“Anyway, I have about five minutes.”


Soon after Helen left, Quinn’s friends arrived. Daria noticed that Sandi arrived last. ‘There’s something there,’ she thought.


Things with the Fashion Club were tense. Quinn knew that things between her and Sandi weren’t resolved regarding her hair. ‘But it’s not just that, is it?’ she thought. They had always been rivals since she had arrived in Lawndale. ‘At least it’s the same with Stacy,’ she considered.

Then there was a phone call.

She picked it up. “Hello? Morgendorffers.”

“Jane here. I’d like to talk to Daria.”

“Sure.”


Daria waited before Quinn had left the room to talk to Jane. “You’re where?”

“Jail! You gotta come get us out.”

“What happened?”

“That's the good part. I got it on tape. When Mike Wallace gets through with these backwater cops, they're not gonna know what hit 'em.”


Daria listened as Jane explained what happened. “Wow, sounds really brutal. But why are you in jail if he just gave you a ticket?”

“We're from out of state, so we're supposed to pay the fine at the sheriff's office right away. It's a hundred bucks, and we don't have it.”

“I don’t either.”

“Obviously. Look, go over to my house. Use the door with the broken lock. There's some money in the living room table, in the drawer with the missing handle. Oh, and while you're there, Trent wants you to pick up his song notebook. It's under his bed in the burnt shoe box.”

“How am I supposed to get it to you?”

“You have a license, don't you? And listen, hurry up. I'm a survivor, but I'm not so sure about the other guys.”


It wasn’t far from the Morgendorffers to Casa Lane. Daria got the money and Trent’s notebook. She did take a peek from.


After Daria had left, Quinn called the exchange, and found that the call had come from Freemont. “Eureka!” she said when she had hung up.

“What have you found, Quinn?” Sandi asked.

“Something,” she said enigmatically.

“What?”

“You don’t need to know.”

Sandi turned away in a huff.

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