[For Nick] Furbyplot!

Jess isn't completely sure how it happened, but somehow, in the midst of trying to make noodles for dinner, she's ended up in a corner of her apartment, surrounded by several colorful Furbies.

Jess is absolutely sure that she only had the one Furby an hour ago, and as adorable as they all are to look at, they've become much less so now they've cornered her and are flapping their little mouths, shouting in Furbish as loud as they possibly can. And every time she tries to push past them, they all just start nipping at her ankles, laughing horrible Furby laughs.

This is a nightmare. It's even worse than the cats. At least the cats were mostly friendly, even if they pooped and peed wherever they wanted.

"Nick!" she shouts, because her cell phone is all the way across the room, and she'll have to somehow make it past the tiny furry wall of Furbies to get to it, and she hasn't had much luck getting even a step away from the wall of her living room so far.

"La la la la!" the purple one taunts, rocking back and forth on its little legs.

"Shut up! You shut up!" she shouts back at it, "NIIIIIIIICK! HELP!"

She just really hopes he's at home.