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Authors Note: Once again im posting another fic. I was gonna lay off for awhile, because it is hard when I don't get that many reviews. But to those of you who do review thank you bunches it means so much. But I know people are reading the story but like 1/16 review (actually less) so I would really appreciate it if you review this ff, and if you haven't check out my other fan fics see if you like them and please review.
ENJOY
Rule
One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be
delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.
It was late on a Friday night, Lucas was sitting in his chair reading a book. The house was quiet, which bothered him. His house was never quiet, so what mischief was his wife and kids up to?
His wife and him had been married 5 years, they had been together for 16. They have 5 children, Emmalynne 16, Michael 14, Isabella 7, Bea 5, and Olivia 3. They were very busy with there brood. They had children young, the first one born when they were just 16. The effect of this limited age difference between his wife and his oldest daughter was that she was a "cool" mom. Even though he was young also he still was a dad and in no way was he "cool" when it came to his daughter dating. Brooke (his wife) on the other hand had found it fit for her to start at 14. Luckily Emmie, had not wanted to date seriously and without a group until now.
"Okay Lucas, I know that when Emmie comes down you are going to say that her skirt is to short. But babe its really not I used to wear shorts way shorter, so just relax okay." His wife was rambling something she did often.
"Brooke how about I see for myself if this skirt is appropriate" he stated, he did not like where this was going.
"Fine, Emmie come down her please." she yelled to her daughter
Emmalynne came down the stairs in a white t-shirt and pink mini skirt.
"No, no, no, no"
"Daddy, its not that bad and mom is the one who picked it out for me" his daughter whined sticking out her bottom lip.
"Come on Luke, remember I used to wear skirts way shorter" Brooke rolled her eyes, her husband was being way over protective.
"Yes I remember, I love you in those skirts, I don't love my daughter in those skirts. Why you ask well how about the fac that I saw you in those skirts and we had Emmie when we were, what oh yeah Emmie's age" Lucas could not understand why she couldn't understand why he disapproved of her clothing choices so much.
"Okay, EW. And dad, you don't have to worry this is just a first date. There will be tons of boys afterwards."
"Oh yeah because that reassures me" Tons of boys, was she serious? He couldn't even deal with one boy one date how was he supposed to deal with "tons".
"Dad im not a slut like mom was"
"Excuse me" Brooke said, how was things turning against her.
"She said was hunny, and you kinda were, but I loved you for it" He said with a smile, god there was no way he was gonna get out of that one.
"I will let that go, If you let Emmie go in what she is wearing"
"Fine" he said with a sigh, even if he objected his wife wouldn't care, neither would his daughter after all he wasn't the head of the house as Brooke had so kindly told him the day they moved in together.
"Yay thank you Daddy"
"Where are you going?"
"Um I think to the beach why?" Emmie questioned
"The beach, like the ocean beach with water" Lucas could not believe what he was hearing
"Well duh Luke" Brooke rolled her eyes, her husband could be so stupid.
"I know there is water at the beach BROOKE, where I was going with this is that, when you go to the beach you get wet"
"Daddy, is there a point to this, because he's gonna be here soon"
"Yeah Luke could you rap it up" Her husband was wasting her time with a pointless conversation
"Your wearing a white shirt, at the beach you get wet, do you get where im going"
"Don't worry Daddy I have a bra on" she rolled her eyes... fathers
"That dosent matter your shirt is still gonna go see through" he still didn't get why they didn't get it.
"Okay discussion is over, Emmie your outfit is fine"
Once again his say was over ruled by his wife.
They were sitting in silence, waiting.
Then there was a honk, Emmie got up and headed to the door.
"Where the hell do you think you are going" Lucas demanded.
"Uh, on a date, you know where I've been planning on going all night"
"Why is he honking he's not dropping off a package he is picking up my daughter. He can come to the front door and knock." What happened to chivalry, Lucas wondered.
"Daddy, he dosent know that he's supposed to come to the door"
"well he'll figure it out"
So they waited, and waited. Until they heard the engine and the car drive away.
"Wow, he's really stupid." Lucas was glad his daughter wasn't going on this date, if this idiot couldn't figure out to knock on the door when all the lights in the house were on, then he didn't deserve to go out with his daughter.
"Daddy, you just ruined my date. I'll never forgive you. Your ruining my life." Emmie pouted and started to walk out of the room.
"I'll give you $50, and you can go to dinner or shopping or movies with your friends"
Lucas reached into his wallet and pulled out a $50.
"I don't know Luke, "you ruined her life", you really think you could just pay her off" Brooke said with a laugh, she knew her daughter would cave.
"Speak for yourself, mom. Thank you daddy, ill see you later." She smiled, blew a kiss and walked out.
"One down, "tons" to go" Lucas said, making a check mark in the air.
"Lucas you got to let her date, besides when she's out. It one less kid to worry about walking in on us." she smiled seductively.
"I like the way you think Ms. Scott" He smiled and kissed her.
