Lucy, I decided to take your advice and start with something small. Thanks for your advice, I've been 'blocked' before but nothing like this sigh. I'm taking a short trip next weekend to another country, hoping to be able to clear my head and get some inspiration. Thanks again, and thanks to everyone who read my stories, and for the reviews. They help a lot.
Props to maxiekat, cause this story was kind of inspired by her fantastic story "trick or treat". I don't own four brothers.
When Bobby woke up this morning he had not expected the house to look like something out of a Stephen King novel, but it did. He also did not expect his mother to send him up to the roof trying to hang a series of lanterns across the porch. What he did expect was falling any second and breaking every fucking bone in his body.
"A little to the right, a little more, you can do it". The voice of his youngest brother made him glare down at the brother in question. What he saw was enough to make him want to jump off the roof and use the string he was holding to choke him to death. Jack was leaning against the wall, a cigarette hanging loosely between his lips and a grin on his face. Bobby glanced back at the ladder and wondered how far Jack would have gotten before he reached the ground. Taking several deep breaths he tried to calm down, with his luck he'd probably fall of the fucking ladder before he could reach the little brat.
"I thought you quit" He said instead, trying to keep his voice steady and calm, just like his therapist had once tried to teach him, knowing Jack would know what he meant.
Jack glanced down at the cigarette now in his hand like he'd barely noticed it before. "I did" He shrugged and Bobby wanted to wring his neck.
"Dosen't look like you did sweetheart" He glared down at Jack.
Jack contemplated his fate if he continued to piss Bobby off and decided that it wasn't worth it, not today at least. He dropped the cigarette to the ground and stepped on it carelessly. "I tried".
Bobby scoffed and muttered something under his breath as he tried to get the string on the nail pefectly suited for this purpose, at least according to Evelyn. He swayed and grabbed onto the roof. "Fuck!"
"Need help?" Angel asked coming to stand beside Jack.
"No! I've got this"
"We see that" Angel replied, not managing to hide his laughter.
"You just wait" Bobby threatened as he finally got the string in place. "There..." he surveyed his work with a pleased grin on his face. He was pretty damn good at this shit.
"Looks good" Jack commented, obvioulsy trying to be a little nicer since Bobby probably hadn't forgotten about the cigarette yet.
"Yeah, one would think you make your living decorating houses for kiddies" Angel teased but quickly ducked back into the house as Bobby moved for the ladder.
When Bobby walked inside he was greeted by the sight of a weirdly carved pumpkin and his youngest brother wiedling a knife as if he'd never done anything else. "That thing looks evil" He took a step to the side, eyes narrowing when the pumpkins carved eyes seemed to follow him.
"It's supposed to" Jack mumbled while placing the top back on with a grin.
Bobby was about to make a whole series of fairy jokes when he felt his mothers eyes on him. He turned slowly and met his mothers sparkling eyes as she held out some balloons for him. He accepted them with a sigh.
A few hours later they were finally finished with the decorating and Bobby sat down on the couch with a groan. The bucket of candy was placed by the door, just waiting for some greedy little kids to come and sink their claws in it. He dragged a hand through his hair, trying to rid himself of the web his mother had all but forced him to decorate the stairs with. Evelyn had taken off for the local hospital. On a night like this they always needed more help and she was as always more than willing to provide it. His heart swelled at the thought of his mother ignoring her plans to stay in when they'd called asking for her help. That was his Ma, always ready to help.
Angel sauntered in, a sullen look on his face that told Bobby that he'd had another row with Sofi, the woman whose mission in life was to make his life hell. He glanced at the now cracked phone in his brothers hand and sighed. Who would pay for that? Angel placed the phone slowly and carefully on the table, treating it with more respect than before. Too bad it was to late for the freaking thing.
"It's already broken princess, no need to be careful"
Angel glanced up at him. "Think Ma will notice?"
"No. Cause your going to buy a new one before she comes home"
"I don't have any money" Angel protested.
"Tough shit" Bobby snapped. He'd been moody all day, he guessed he could blame it on Halloween. People weren't meant to be sitting at home this night, but he didn't really feel like egging some house either. Well he could imagine himself doing it to some houses, but it hardly seemed worth the trouble. Jack came in, silent as ever and took a seat on the couch without a word. From his mood Bobby guessed something had happened in the kitchen to make him think. Never a good thing.
"What's wrong?" He asked, his tone impatient and he cursed himself. This thing with Jack, handling him with silk gloves and all that shit wasn't what he did best.
Jack didn't seem to hear him at first and Bobby was about to ask again when Jack murmured a low – 'There's no dinner'.
Ah. So he'd accidently messed it up, probably because he was sneaking a smoke in the yard. "We'll order out". Easy as that.
"How about we eat out?" Angel suggested, to eager in Bobby's ears.
"Why?"
"Cause it's Halloween and I'm bored, you are too, you've been twitchy all day"
"I don't twitch" Bobby argued while mulling over Angel's words. They would get out of the house for awhile, and who knew, maybe he'd find somebody to egg on the way... Having decided he stood up, that last thought having brightened his day. "Come on, we'll pick up Jerry on the way".
Since it seems to be going okay today I'm gonna start the other chapter right away, it's also the last one. This is probably more silly than serious though.