Summer was here once more. The Small house had gotten a bit bigger again, with an extra bathroom at last.

Mick had resumed his hobbies, fixing up his toy robots.

While reading his technical manual, he had a bright idea.

He even kept the chess set in his shed, just in case anyone wanted to play with him.

Meanwhile, Rick wasn’t impressing Trixie by eating directly out of the fridge.

At this rate, theyd be out of fresh food and drink far too early.

Trixie’s last action as a teenager was to take matters into her own hands.

While cooking a delcious fish, Trixie became a woman at last, and what a woman!

Rick took one look at Trixie and his heart melted.

Oh dear…