'Y is for Y'all'

By: LemonPOPtart

2007 Summer Challenge

Charlie and Don

503 words

Disclaimer: I don't own Numb3rs. I just like to play with the characters. I promise to put them all back, even Charlie. LOL Jordan is mine, and is purely fictional. Elisabeth is borrowed with permission from Elysium1996. Thanks Ely!!

Thanks very much to Elysium1996 for reading through for me first. You da bomb! 

Y is for Y'all

Don Eppes sat on his brothers' couch, and polished off the rest of his beer.

Charlie tipped his bottle at him. "There's more, cold, in the fridge."

"Thanks," Don replied, and got up to get one.

"You want a cold one while I'm up?" Don called, walking into the kitchen.

"No, thanks, not yet. But hey, grab the chips while you're in there," Charlie called after him.

"Chips?" Don asked interestedly. "I hope they're barbecue."

"Salt and vinegar, I think," Charlie called back to him.

Don walked back out of the kitchen, tossing the salt and vinegar chips at his brother. "You need to tell your wife to buy barbecue chips."

Charlie laughed, opened the bag, and popped a chip into his mouth. "She doesn't buy what you like. She buys what I like."

"There, lies the problem," Don winked. "Fine, I will suffer through salt and vinegar," he said, grabbing a handful from the bag.

"Hey," Charlie brightened, "I forgot to ask you, but do y'all want to come over for a cookout Saturday?"

Don stopped chewing. He looked at his younger brother. He broke into a huge grin. "What did you say?"

Charlie looked at him with a confused face. "Do you, Elisabeth and the kids want to come over ..."

"No. That's not what you said."

Charlie tried again. "Do you guys want to…"

"No." Don laughed. "Dude, you said 'y'all'.

Charlie turned red. "I did not."

"The hell you didn't! I heard you." Don laughed, "You said, 'y'all'!"

Charlie got indignant. "I am a tenured professor, I do not say…"

"You did!" Don interrupted, laughing heartily. "You said 'y'all'."

Charlie looked at him defensively. "A lot of people say, 'y'all'."

"But you said it like she does. You said, "y'aaaaaaaaaall'", Don mimicked. "Jordan's southern accent is seriously rubbing off on you." He laughed gleefully.

"Oh, whatever Dude." Charlie rolled his eyes. "I heard you call a sub, a 'hoagie'. And you got that from Elisabeth."

Don looked at Charlie guiltily. "I did?"

Charlie laughed jubilantly. "You did! So see, it's not just me."

Don shook his head. "Nice try, Buddy. Saying 'y'all' is a lot worse."

"No worse than saying, 'hoagie'", Charlie shot back.

Jordan Eppes walked out of the kitchen, and handed Don a bag of barbecue chips with flourish. "Look what I found," she smiled.

"Hey, thanks Jordan," Don grinned at his sister-in-law.

"No problem." She studied the brothers a moment. "Y'all need to eat something more than just chips."

"Dip?", Don suggested teasingly.

Jordan rolled her eyes at him, and grinned. "Very funny. Do y'all want me to make y'all a hoagie?"

The brothers burst into laughter.

Jordan eyed them. "What did I say?"

Don was laughing so hard he could barely get it out. "You said hoagie. It just doesn't sound natural hearing you say that."

Jordan smiled guiltily. "I must have picked it up from Elisabeth."

Charlie grinned triumphantly at Don. "That settles it. Your wife is a bad influence."

THE END