The whole concept of Remember WENN and its characters are under copyright of
Rupert Holmes and AMC. This story and the character of Eloise Sherwood are
under my copyright: (c) 1998 by IvoryGrand

(At least this one is titled.)
Sibling Rivalry

It was an average day at WENN as Hilary and Scott performed Bedside Manor to
the rather small, yet faithful group of listeners who kept their dials tuned
into the airwaves of the small station.

The front door in the waiting room near the front of WENN opened, and in came
a beautiful young woman with dark hair.

"Hello," said Gertie cordially, "How may I help you?"

"Hi," said the woman, "My name is Eloise, do you know where I can find Scott
Sherwood?"

"I'm afraid he's on the air right now," said Gertie, "But he should be off in
another couple of minutes. Would you care to wait?"

"Sure." said Eloise as she sat down in one of the chairs.

"Gertie!" called Betty Roberts as she flew down the hall to the switchboard,
"Has Mr. Medwick called yet?"

"No, not yet." replied Gertie.

"Oh, good!" she sighed, "I was afraid I'd missed his call." She turned and
saw Eloise in the waiting room. "May I help you?" she asked, smiling warmly.
"I'll bet you're Betty." said Eloise, getting up and extending her right
hand.

"Why, yes I am." said Betty, shaking Eloise's hand, "And you are...?"
"Eloise. Eloise Sherwood."

"Sherwood?"

"Indeed. My brother is Scott. He's told me so much about this station...and
even more about you." She added a quick wink.

"Ah," said Betty, trying to keep the warm smile from leaving her face, "Now
that I look closer, there is a family resemblance."

"El!" Scott called from the corridor, "What are you doing here?" Scott
hugged Eloise.

"Oh, can't I just pay a little visit to my brother? How are ya, Scotty boy?"

"Doing good, how about you?"

"Oh, I can't hold it in any longer...I'm getting married!"

"What?" Scott's face broke out in a smile, "Who? What? When? Where? Why?"

"Me and Walter Sheldon, a wedding, of course, two weeks from now, in our
hometown, because I love him!"

"Wow! Congratulations, sis!"

"Of course you're invited to the wedding, can you make it?"

"Well, I'll have to consult my boss," he turned to Betty, "Can I make it?"

"I think we can arrange to give you a few days off." smiled Betty.

"Swell. Come on, Ellie, I'll give you the Grand Tour."

Scott and Eloise walked down the hall, and as Betty saw them, she realized
that perhaps Scott Sherwood really did have a heart. She had never seen him
look so happy.

"This is the hall," said Scott.

"I can see that." laughed Eloise.

Just then Mackie and Hilary came out from the studio, fighting over how she
should be introduced for the next show.

"I insist on being MISS HILARY BOOTH!! Not just Hilary!"

"But Hilary, it's supposed to be an INFORMAL show. Like you know all of
the audience personally, like you're their best friend."

Before Hilary could come up with one of her brilliant combacks, Scott
broke in. "Mackie! Hilary! I'd like you to meet my little sister, Eloise."

Turning from Hyde back to Jekyll, Hilary daintily offered her hand and spoke
in a soft and ladylike voice, "How do you do. I, of course, am Miss Hilary
Booth."

"Oh, Miss Booth!" fawned Eloise, "The great Broadway actress! Oh, I just
ADORE you!"

Delighted, Hilary turned to Scott and said, "Well, my my, I'm pleased see
that not the entire Sherwood clan is plagued with bad taste." Turning back to
Eloise she said, "I am deeply honored to meet yet another of my many, many,
many fans. But, alas, I must go back on the air. Ta ta!" She whisped
herself back into the studio.

"Well, Scott," said Eloise, "You're right. A little flattery goes a long way
with her."

"Never fails." replied Scott. "Oh, and this is Mackie Bloom."

"The Man of a Thousand voices, I presume." said Eloise.

"Very much so indeed." said Mackie. "Well, Sherwood, now I see who got the
good looks in your family."

"Oh, I know!" exclaimed Eloise, pinching Scott's cheek, "Isn't he so cute?"

"Come on, El!" complained Scott, turning red.

Mackie laughed as he entered the studio. A split second later, Maple exited
the same room.

"Hiya, Scotty!" Maple greeted them, "And who is this?"

"Maple LaMarsh, I'd like you to meet my sister, Eloise."

"Hi, Eloise. For a minute there I thought Scotty had found another gal.
Well, I don't mean to be so brief, but I've gotta do a commercial. Fun, fun.
Nice meeting ya!"

"Same here." replied Eloise.

Maple walked back into the studio.

"OK, Scotty boy," said Eloise, "What did she mean by ANOTHER gal? You never
mentioned any girlfriend."

"Well..." hesitated Scott, "I don't really have a girlfriend. I just..."

"I'll bet it's Betty!" exclaimed Eloise, "I could tell from a mile away. The
way you flirted with her. Boy oh boy! Scott Sherwood is in love! And with a
nice gal, what more can you ask for!"

"Shut up, El!" shushed Scott, "Do you want the whole world to hear you?"

"Oh, come on, Scotty. Wow. Perhaps your own wedding isn't too far off, eh?"
She gave him a playful poke in the rib.

"I wish. It'll never happen. I just can't seem to bring myself to tell her
how I feel. After all, Betty's got class. Something us Sherwoods seem to
have a lack of."

"We do not lack class, Scott, just scruples. It's the Sherwood tradition. I
don't know. You were always the blackest of the black sheep in our family,
but you've really change since I last saw you. I think WENN has done you some
good. You're not quite as shiftless as you used to be."

"You should have seen me when I was Station Manager."

"I'm glad I didn't. Oh, will you look at the time. I've got a bus to catch.
Your
invitation is in the mail, big brother. See you there."

"OK, El."

"Bye, Scotty."

"Bye. Oh, and El?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"I love you, too, big brother. Oh, and I think you should tell some one else
that you love her, don't you agree?" She smiled and left.

"I agree, sis. I agree."

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