Well we left off where Laverne thinks she sees...

Laverne: No, no, Shirl, ya didn't... Fonz, how could you do this? I could slap you...

Shirley (Roxy): Keep your shirt on, bimbo, nothin happened. It mighta, but then you walked in. I guess I'll see ya later Fonz.

Fonzie: Bye Roxy, I can't wait... (they wink, Laverne misses it because she has her face in her hands and is mumbling "Stupid, stupid, stupid" over and over again.)

Roxy: So how did your evening go? Better than mine?

Laverne: No, not really, this guy, one of the bass, told me he liked me, but I just like him as a friend. This happened before and Shirley told me not to lead him on, so I just kinda let 'im down by telling him I met a surfer.

Roxy: Oh you took my advice Vernie! I'm so proud, my good example didn't go to waste! Oops!

Laverne: What oops? Shirl?

Shirley: Yeah, it's me.

Laverne: What hit ya in the head?

Shirley: Nothing. I've been Shirley this whole vacation.

Laverne: Na-uh, I've got pictures to prove you were Roxy.

Shirley: That was me.

Laverne: No way.

Shirley: Yes way.

Laverne: So that was YOU and Fonzie on the bed?

Shirely: Yeah, but that was just to fool you. We really weren't doin' anything.

Laverne: So where were ya?

Shirley (not wanting to mention they made out for an hour and the talk they had): Um, no where. (Laverne wants to ask more, but Shirley starts talking about what happened to Laverne) So what's this about you and a bass?

Laverne: Well, Lenny told me how he felt, and I felt so bad, but I'm not really interested in him romantically, you know what I mean?

Shirley: Yeah, but do you really think you let him down easy enough?

Laverne: Well, the other guy thing shouldn't bother him too much...

Shirley: He'll get over it.

Laverne: Yeah...

Meanwhile...

Rosie and Carmine are up at the same place Shirley and Fonzie were earlier. And they're ::shudders in disgust:: doing the same thing.

Rosie: Oh, Carmine, you're such a hunk! ::gag::

Carmine: Oh, angelface, I love you! ::double gag:: ::zooming out, I'm about to throw up::

The Next Day...

Laverne: Hey Shirl! I wanna drive out to that volcano today, hurry up!

Shirley: I'm coming, hold your horses...

Later on, Lenny and Squiggy's room...

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Squiggy: Hello. (As he listens he gets a rare concerned look on his face) Yeah, sure, we'll come right away.

Lenny: Who was that?

Squiggy: That was Mrs. Cunningham.

Lenny: Nice lady. What'd she want?

Squiggy: She wants us to come to the hospital.

Lenny: Hospital? What for?

Squiggy: Well, it's kind of a group gathering...

Lenny: Great, let's go get Laverne and Shirley!

Squiggy: They were the first ones there.

Lenny: Huh?

Squiggy: Laverne and Shirley were in a car crash.

Lenny: Laverne was in a car crash? Oh my gosh! We gotta get down there, Squig! Oh, I hope she's OK!

They drive down to the hospital. Marion, Howard, Joanie, and Ralph are in the waiting room already. Marion is crying and for once Ralph isn't cracking any jokes. Rosie, Carmine, Richie, and Fonzie are nowhere to be seen.

Lenny: What happened? Where's Laverne?

Howard: Well, Laverne, Shirley, Richie, and Fonzie were all in a car wreck. We're waiting to hear about it now.

They sit in silence for a few minutes, which obviously feels like a few hours. Then a doctor comes out with Richie behind him. Everyone looks intently at the doctor, Marion jumps up and hugs Richie. He's got a small bandage on the right side of his face.

Doctor: Don't worry, he's fine. It appears he got hit by a piece of flying glass. He'll be as good as new soon. (He leaves and Richie is bombarded with questions.)

Marion: Oh, Richard, what happened? Where's Arthur? And Laverne and Shirley?

Richie: OK, slow down mom, you're giving me a headache.

Marion: Headache! He's got a headache! Nurse!!!

Howard: Marion, I'm sure it's nothing, just let him talk, OK sweetheart?

Marion: Alright, Howard, I'm just so flustered...

Richie: It's OK mom, I'm just fine. Now about your questions: Fonzie was driving Laverne and Shirley and me to this volcano in that convertible he rented. He and Laverne were in the front and Shirley and me were in the back. We'd been driving for about 10 minutes when this car comes out of nowhere and rammed into the side of the car. It happened to be the side Laverne and Shirley were on. (Marion gasps and pulls out a handkerchief). Then these nice old people in trailer came by and drove us to the hospital. I haven't seen Fonzie or Laverne and Shirley since.

(Just then Fonzie comes out with a cast on one arm and a gorgeous nurse on the other. He appears to be in shock. He manages to snap the fingers on his good hand and the nurse walks off.)

Marion: Oh, Arthur, are you alright?

Fonzie: Yeah, I'm fine Mrs. C. But...

Marion: But what?

Fonzie: But Laverne and Shirley aren't.

::gasps::

Fonzie: See, Richie and I weren't hurt too bad. Richie got hit by a piece of glass, and I was smashed into the car door. I just broke my left arm, no big deal. It wasn't as bad as what happened to my knee. But Shirley and Laverne were on the side of the car that was hit, see, and they weren't so lucky. They told me Laverne is in a coma, and they said Shirley was beat up real bad, a whole bunch of broken bones, bruises...

Sorry to leave you in such suspense, but the Fonz was getting misty!