If not for two items, this would be a funny story—the Atomic Age brought back the 1925 vogue, and inhibition is not shatter-proof.
ch other. But that's all. They aren't much past the animal stage. Besides, they lay eggs. Oh, well--" he shrugged as the Buttons exchanged knowing looks--"I have plenty of room at the house and I guess you'll be permanent guests, so welcome to Sugar Plum, anyway."
Betty said angrily, "Sugar Plum's ours. You didn't pay taxes and they sold it at auction. Charles has the deed in his pocket."
"You poor, dumb kids!" The captain seemed really concerned. "You bought some fool bureaucrats error. I'm paid up in advance. Come on down, you can see the receipt."
"Aren't you clever?" said Betty scornfully. "Well, you won't trap us as easily as that. We don't need you or your house."
"You just might want something to eat, or a hot, soapy shower, or a tight roof over you when it rains."
The Buttons smiled triumphantly. They had their own house, with a DoItAll to do everything for them.
"You can leave us alone, Mr. Pirate Burgee. Captain Possett told us your whole horrible story, and