Authors: Harriet Monroe & Marigold Winters Summary: A crossover between the Drew Carey Show, Whose Line is it Anyway and the "blockbuster" 13 Ghosts Drew Carey sat at his desk looking at a packet of rice crackers that Mimi had left there to torment him. The sight had given Drew the biggest fright he’d had since he’d seen Mimi and Steve re-enacting that scene from Nine and Half Weeks in his kitchen…he hadn’t been able to look at chocolate pudding since.
          Drew dumped the crackers in his wastepaper bin as Mr Wick ponced out of his office. "Oh Smith guess what?" Mr Wick beamed.
          A confused employee looked back helpless.
          "I’ve written you a poem," he perked and cleared his throat. "You once were a great employee…And then you got old and tired…And I send you on your way because you Smith are fired."
          Mr Wick beamed even more as Smith departed looking devastated. Mr Wick turned to Drew as gleefully as a small child who’d just ripped the wings off a fly. "Ah Carey, doesn’t it just warm the cockles of your heart?"
          "No that’s indigestion sir," Drew replied sarcastically.
          "Very funny Carey…oh by the way you haven’t got anything planned for the weekend do you?" Wick asked.
          "I guess I don’t now," Drew sighed.
          "Good, because I promised the management on your behalf that you’d house sit the old Winfred Lauder estate."
          "Gee thanks Mr Wick, I had planned on going to the all you can eat beer and spare rib night at the Warsaw…but hey, spending the weekend at the old Winfred Lauder estate sounds like fun."
          "Excellent Carey…I like enthusiasm…I’ll be ready to leave straight after work."
          "Hold on…you’re coming?" Drew gasped.
          "Of course…you think you’d be let loose in a house like that…besides there’s a substantial amount of money in it for me," Mr Wick grinned and sauntered off.
          Drew looked despairingly at his desk. "Great I get to spend the whole weekend with my boss."
          "So the pig’s been entrusted with the Winfred family jewels," Mimi sniped, waddling over in some hideous outfit.
          "And you know I would have thought it would have been your job…you being a troll and all."
          "PIG!" Mimi spat. "I’m gonna tell Steve you said that."
          "Oh wow…my pacifist, dress wearing older brother…geeze I’m so scared."
          Mimi grunted and marched off back to her desk.
          CLEVELAND ROCKS….