To whom it may concern

Happy Birthday to the ULTIMATE 90’s TV Mom, Mary-Margaret Humes. Thank you for being so cool with Simon staying over and for buying us that disguise kit that one time. It really did come in handy! #EerieIndiana #MarilynTeller #DawsonWho @mm_humes pic.twitter.com/HAVOSf6yRF

— Return to Eerie, Indiana (@eerieindianapod) April 4, 2021

...wow the tantrum at the end of this episode hits different right now, huh?

Time to check out the fifty-first haunted structure in your town, because tonight we're rewatching the Hole in the Head Gang.

I don't know about you guys, but I really want an El Gordo plush to cuddle while I rewatch Marshall's Theory of Believability.

Watch out for scary garbage guys in mirrored shades, because we're about to rewatch the Lost Hour.

Take up your pencils, class; we are going to discuss the death of Mercutio. Love is stronger than death tonight, as we watch Heart on a Chain.

It's not Halloween, but lets get our George Bush masks on, make some popcorn and enjoy such classics as the Bloody Revenge of the Mummies Curse. If you're going to bite the remote control, make sure you're dressed warmly and have comfortable shoes on, because otherwise you may find yourself starring in... Scariest Home Videos.

The towels were thick and fluffy and still warm from the dryer. Marilyn set the laundry basket down on the coffee table, knocking a pile of partially-dissected circulars to the floor in the process, then set herself down on the sofa in front of it.

The early-morning light streamed into the Teller's living room, picking out the edges of things in gleaming and gold, the details hazy in the diffusion caused by filmy net curtains that billowed in the breeze coming from the open window.

The air smelled of spring and fabric softener, and upstairs all was quiet.

She smiled.

Ongoing Verse: Teller Family History

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Strap on your Sky Monsters part 2 (with bubble sole!), and strut like a sky-walking machine down to First Eerie Savings to sing 99 Bottles of Beer with Mister Wilson. Ladies, gentlemen, ain't it good to know you got a friend? Put your white plastic cash dispensing hands together for... ATM with a Heart of Gold!

Rock out your fifties hairstyles, make sure your lids are sealed tight, and enjoy vacuum-fresh food, because the 2020 Eerie Indiana rewatch kicks off tonight with the pilot episode that made half of us afraid of packed lunches... ladies and gentlemen, fire up your DVD players, and let's watch: Foreverware!

"Hi boys," said Marilyn, backing out of the kitchen with a tray piled high with the sort of sugary treats all children need when tackling math problems set by a probable sadist and, if the little red horns peaking out from beneath his rapidly receding hairline were any indication, possible literal demon. "I made you a snack."

She set the food down on the little end table beside the mantel, the only space not currently covered by textbooks and graph paper, and smiled at her guests.

"Michael," she greeted one of them. "You're looking very smart today."

The Michael who wore black-rimmed window-pane glasses that had nothing to do with his eyesight smiled politely.

"Thank you, Mrs. Teller."

"Michael," she greeted another. "You're shooting up like corn during a sighting of the Eerie Wolf. I bet the basketball team feels lucky to have you on board!"

The Michael who was once the smallest, but now the tallest, grinned down at her.

"Thank you, Mrs. Teller."

The final Michael, whose edges blurred and ran together like watercolours in the rain, jumped a little as Marilyn addressed him.

"And Michael," she said, reaching out to grasp one translucent hand, squeezing it with her own warm and solid fingers. "I'm so glad you came over today. I heard you were thinking about an exchange trip to Paris, and I have so many old phrase books and bits and pieces that need a new home. I've left them in a box by the stairs - help yourself to whatever looks useful."

The final Michael's lips moved soundlessly for a moment, but eventually he managed to scratch out, "Thank you, Mrs. Teller."

"I'll leave you boys in peace now," she said, pausing to press a kiss into Marshall's hair. "Let me know if you need anything."


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"Five minutes," said Edgar Teller, popping his head 'round Marshall's bedroom door and fixing him with an excited grin.

Marshall shot up off the bed, almost tripping amidst the tangle of bright blue New York Giants-themed bedclothes before righting himself and half-stumbling, half-running out of the door to join his father.

In the kitchen, Marilyn stood beside the kitchen table, it's surface covered in a white sheet that both concealed and emphasised the strange lumpen shapes beneath it. She smiled as they entered and gestured frantically for them to join her as the living room door opened.

"Happy birthday, Simon!"

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Dash X surveyed the tightly-packed freezer compartment with an expression not unlike that of a man who has just found the Holy Grail, the Dead Sea Scrolls, Bluebeard's treasure and the lost portfolios of William Shakespeare while looking for a clean pair of socks.

"Teller," he said, reaching out almost reverently to stroke the place where a full pint of World o' Stuff Cherry Chocolate Chip sat crammed against an economy-sized bag of Brussels sprouts, "Tell your mom I love her."

Simon peeked over his shoulder and gasped in delight.

"Brussels sprouts! We can make Swedish Chicken for dinner tonight!"

Ongoing Verse: Microwave

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Happy Birthday to the ULTIMATE 90’s TV Mom, Mary-Margaret Humes. Thank you for being so cool with Simon staying over and for buying us that disguise kit that one time. It really did come in handy! #EerieIndiana #MarilynTeller #DawsonWho @mm_humes pic.twitter.com/HAVOSf6yRF

— Return to Eerie, Indiana (@eerieindianapod) April 4, 2021

...wow the tantrum at the end of this episode hits different right now, huh?

It's the year 2020, and to mark the occasion we'll be running weekly prompts based around Just Say No Fun, the episode that introduced everyone's least favourite optometrist.

Your prompt for this week is:

NURSE NANCY ISN'T REALLY A NURSE