Author's Note: This is Bo and Luke's life together, from the first year Bo was with them, until when Luke leaves for the Marines, and one year after he gets back. It is all different events, but they all begin with more or less the same phrase. I thought it might be fun to tell their lives together by something that keeps happening. This follows on the same line as 'It's Cold,' and some of the events are even similar with the ages. There is also a kind of an Easter egg in there, if you can spot the reference to the Dukes of Hazzard show, but I ain't telling which part it is in...
Big thanks to Earendil Eldar for beta work.
Warning: The warning is placed here for vinsmouse, who wanted a spew warning here, claiming it might be a bad idea to drink while reading the funnier parts. So please keep in mind that drinking any kind of beverage while reading this, might be hazzard'ous to the health of your screen.
Disclaimer: The Duke Boys are not mine, I don't own the Duke boys, nor the General Lee. I promise that once I'm through with them, there will be nothing broken that a trip to Cooter's garage can't fix….
I'm Bored, Part One
"Would you know, I think little Bo's getting bored." Martha said fondly as she tussled the hair of the almost one year old baby.
Luke looked up from where he had been playing with his new car, it was a really great one. The hoop popped open, and the doors did to. It wasn't very big, but it was already one of his favorite ones. He had gotten it because he had helped out with watching Bo. His aunt had been very busy, so Luke had spent every day for a week playing with him and keeping him occupied as much as possible. The car had been his reward.
Now Bo had been sitting in the high baby chair, and had been slamming a wooden spoon at the table, while waving a stuffed cat that Martha had sewn for him around by the tail. It was really a stupid thing to do Luke thought. Everyone knew you shouldn't pull a cat's tail. Everyone except Bo obviously.
Then the cat came sailing through the air as he let go off it, Martha caught it even before it landed on the floor, and Bo giggled, slamming the spoon on the table again. She gave him back the cat and he tossed it again.
"Why is he doing that for?" Luke asked a bit annoyed after the fifth time.
"He's bored, that's why." Martha smiled and kissed the top of Bo's head as she handed him the cat back. He rewarded her with a smack in the face of the cat, and that was really ungrateful Luke thought. "He thinks it's funny when I try and catch it for him."
"I think that if he wants it, he ought to stop throwing it away." Luke stated.
"He's just a little boy Luke, he's learning to play the only way he can. To him, this is like playing catch, he's just bored sitting in that chair where he can't go anywhere." She picked the cat up again. "But right now I would really like it if you could find something else to do Bo, I really have to start on the dinner."
Bo threw the cat again, and wailed when she didn't catch it.
Luke sighed, "I'll play with him." He didn't really want to, but he guessed it would fall to him to keep him occupied.
"Luke, that was the most unselfish thing I've heard today." Martha said as she put Bo down on the floor. "I'm gonna give you some cookies after supper."
That made it more worth it in Luke's mind. There were chocolate chip cookies in the cookie jar. There wasn't much he wouldn't do for those.
So when Bo threw the cat away from himself, Luke got up and got it back for him. He even rescued it when it came close to the oven. When he turned back to it he saw that Bo had crawled over to where he had left his new car.
"Hey, leave that alone." Luke told him, tossing the cat down and going to rescue his car. Bo had gotten the hood open, and like everything else was it was going to his mouth. "Bo!" Luke told him angrily. Jerking the car away from his small hand. "Ew, yucky."
Bo began crying as Luke tried to wipe the drool from the side of the car on Bo's shirt.
"What happened?" Martha asked as she turned around.
"He was on my car, and he got drool all over it." Luke gave Bo a half glare.
"Luke, he don't understand that." Martha sighed as she picked the baby up to sooth him. "There, there Bo, its alright."
Luke chewed his lip, he didn't like making Bo cry, and not only because he was afraid he wouldn't get any cookies. Knowing it was because of him Bo was crying, it made him feel a bit bad. "I'm sorry." He said. "I was just afraid he'd break it." He looked at Bo who was still crying. "I can get him one of my older cars." He offered.
"He's too little to play with cars, just don't jerk them away from him so fast." Martha said. "Put it away where he can't get at it instead."
Luke nodded and hurried to put the car away in his toy chest, when he came back Bo has stopped crying.
"Luke, I'm bored, will ya play with me?" The two year old asked hopefully, holding a wooden toy car in one hand, and his stuffed bear in the other.
Luke was playing with his cars himself, using the round carpet for a racetrack as he usually did. He didn't want to play with Bo though, he never could stick to the rules, and he would pass Luke's cars even outside the track, and what kind of race driver did that.
"No, I'm playing here." He told him.
"Please, Luke." Bo squatted down on his haunches one foot on Luke's race track, so the leading car couldn't pass.
"No, move, ya in the way." He tried to show Bo's foot out of the way.
"I'm bored, I wanna play." Bo insisted, finally tipping over and sitting down hard on his behind as Luke pushed at his knee. "Ow, Luke." He whined.
"I told ya, ya was in the way." Luke finished the race, but now the wrong car one because Bo had been hindering the one that was supposed to be winning.
"But I wanna play." Bo insisted.
"I'm playing race, and ya can't play that."
"Why's not?" Bo demanded with a pout.
"Cause' ya never can get the rules, and ya drive outside the track, that's why." Luke glared at him, now he needed to run the race one more time.
"Ya, no fun." Bo sulked.
"Ya ain't no fun either, git Bo." Luke insisted.
Bo pouted with his lower lip as he got up from the floor and headed back out into the other room.
"Luke, I'm bored." Bo came over to his older cousin, the three year old was dragging his feet along, and he looked really bored.
Luke wasn't bored, not at all, he was pretending to be a race car driver, and he was having a lot of fun. It wouldn't be possible to include Bo though, he could have acted a crowd of fans, but he always wanted to be a driver himself, and they couldn't have two drivers that were the best in the world. The goat was much better at pretending to be fans. It never objected that it wanted to be just as good.
"I'm busy, go do something." He told the boy.
"I ain't got nothing to do Luke." Bo stood beside him, frowning at the goat.
"Think of something then." Luke insisted.
"I can't, can't ya play with me?" Bo pleaded with his older cousin.
Luke sighed. "Okay, lets see how many times ya can run around the barn." He suggested.
Bo brightened up, then he scowled. "Aunt Martha said ya only told me to go an' do that so Ya'd be rid of me." He pouted.
Luke sighed, well, it had worked up until now. "Go an' do something else then."
"But what?" Bo whined.
"Anything, I don't care."
"Ya don't care at all?" Bo asked with a thoughtful expression.
"I don't care at all, now git." Luke told him.
Bo shuffled away, and Luke turned back to his fans. Then he heard a sound that could really only mean one thing, Bo was chasing the chickens around the yard, and he wasn't allowed to do that. Not to mention how they would tell Luke he should have made sure he didn't, because Bo was too little to understand it.
"Bo, stop that!" He shouted as he ran over to him.
Bo stopped in his tracks, so suddenly that a chicken that had been going around madly ran straight into him and tipped him over.
"Ow, Luke, that hurt." Bo complained as he was sitting on the ground.
"Was ya own fault, what were ya doing chasing them chickens, ya know ya ain't allowed to do it." Luke scolded angrily.
"Well, ya said ya didn't care none what I did." Bo pouted.
TBC
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