Well I've had this written for weeks now, literally. I didn't know what to do with it and just left it setting in my documents. I was talking about it this morning to Haitus80 and sent her the chapters I had written for it. Well she so politely asked me to keep writing cause she wanted to know what happened. I was just going to leave it but I told her I'd start writing on it again and post for her. Now I don't know how often I'll get to update. I do have a lot of other stories going. I do write fast and a lot at once. I'm hoping to keep ahead and keep this updated along with my other stuff. Just cut me some slack here and I do hope you enjoy this. You're welcome brother ;)
Daryl wiped his hands down his jeans laughing as Mac and Merle shoved each other both squaring off. They weren't really fighting to hurt each other but the two of them were hot headed as they came and it was how they settled things. Merle couldn't let shit go and Mac wasn't one to back down from any man. Daryl had only ever seen one man get either one of them to shut their mouths and at the moment he wasn't there.
"You two are gonna get your asses caught fucking around." Daryl called to them getting a bottle of water from the cooler. Unscrewing the cap he heard the distinct sound of his father's truck and nodded. Yeah they were fucked.
Will swung his truck into place next to where Daryl was standing and climbed out of his truck. Daryl looked just like his father in every detail all the way down to their birth marks. It was comical at times to watch people when they seen them together that didn't know them. Will Dixon didn't look like he was old enough to have a twenty two year old and thirty year old sons in the slightest but he did.
"What the fuck are those two idiots doing?" Will sighed handing Daryl his lunch.
Daryl set on the cooler after pulling more bottles of water out and Mac's stupid fucking gatorade. Will dropped down next to him on the cooler and they both started eating watching Mac and Merle. It was entertainment and that was all they needed while on a break. Will would let it go till they started getting too out of hand then he'd put a stop to it like usual.
"Y'all get anything else done while I was gone or did they start this shit immediately after I pulled out?" Will looked to him as he took a bite of his burger.
Daryl swallowed his own bite and nodded, "They gave you five minutes before they started. I got the rest of that tile jerked up though and out the door."
Will nodded and smiled as Mac caught Merle low in his gut just under his ribs doubling the bigger of two of them over. Merle snarled raising up as the fight got more heated and caught Mac in the mouth. His head rocked back and Will growled handing his food to Daryl.
"BOYS!" Will barked. "Get your asses over here."
Mac and Merle both dropped their fist immediately at the sound of his voice and straightened their backs. Mac wiped his mouth on his forearm smearing the blood and causing Daryl to snort. Daryl raised up and pulled his rag from his back pocket and tossed it to Mac and hitting him in the face.
"Why are we always the ones getting yelled at?" Mac huffed chugging his gatorade.
"Cause you two jackasses start shit constantly." Will looked at him, "Eat your damn food we got get this cleaned up today. Axel is bringing his boys over tomorrow to start this and get it finished."
Merle started in on his food as Mac started eating his own. Daryl couldn't help but to laugh at the annoyed noise his father was making in his throat each time Mac stole his fries. Mac refused to order fries any time he went somewhere and if you asked him if you were going if he wanted them it was always a no. But you bet your damned ass that if you had them for yourself he was going to eat them. It was best to order large of anything you were going to eat cause Mac was like a fucking scavenging feral dog and wanted a bite of everything you had.
Will swatted at Mac's hands but he just let the fry dangle from his mouth and smiled at the man. Mac wasn't their brother but he damned well acted like it. He was the same age as Daryl only a few months older but they looked exactly alike and most people actually thought they were twins. Mac never corrected anyone when they called him Daryl's twin brother or Merle's younger brother and neither did anyone else for that matter.
One of Will's brother had died in a wreck with his wife when Mac was only three years old. And Daryl couldn't really remember a time even before that that Mac wasn't around. Will hadn't been exactly on the best of terms with his brother but blood was blood and family meant something to him. He'd took Mac in without a second thought when he'd been told of his brother and sister in law deaths. Since then Mac had been raised as if he was their brother and he was.
The day was long and the heat in the house they were finished was burning him the fuck up. Daryl rolled his shoulders the grittiness clinging to his skin from work making him itch. It wouldn't be long till this house was done and he'd have time off. Goddamn he wanted time off to sleep for once.
Will had a decent sized company with three construction crews that ran year round. He kept his boys with him and had two other men managing the other crews. Martinez and Axel. Daryl was pretty sure that Axel wasn't quite cut out for doing much physical labor but he was good at keeping his men on schedule and that was what mattered. Martinez done the same but liked to get in there and work his ass off with his men. As he said he wanted to earn his paycheck much the same as Will did.
"And I meant, every word I said when I said that I love you, I meant that I love you forever..." Mac's voice was loud booming over all the sounds of the work.
His voice was getting louder the more he sung and Daryl heard Merle groan in irritation. Mac was the type to find something that annoyed you and ride it into the ground. The more you bitched about the more he done it. It only made his amusement grow and it seemed Merle hadn't figured that out quite yet even after all these years.
Will's head appeared around the corner and he smiled at Daryl motioning him over. Daryl stood buckling his tool belt back in place. He followed Will down the hall and heard Mac's singing getting louder. Merle was cussing and there was the sound of something hitting the ground.
Coming to the door they were in Daryl started smiling seeing Mac and Merle. Merle had his hand up as if to ward off Mac and was pointing.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Merle snapped.
Mac stepped closer to him,"And I'm gonna keep on lovin you cause it's the only thing I wanna do, I don't wanna sleep I just wanna keep on lovin you."
Mac side stepped Merle's arm and grabbed him jerking Merle around. Merle punched him in the only place he could reach before Mac's arms closed around him completely from behind. Merle was bucking and cussing the entire and Daryl busted out laughing the second Mac started forcing Merle to take steps with him making it look like they were dancing.
Breaking free from him Merle sneered, "Quit your queer ass singing you damned fruitcake."
Will started laughing, "Aint a fan of REO son?"
Merle looked at him, "You do something with him! Fucking put him working with you or Daryl I'm done. Weird ass in here singing shit about lovin' me and moving around like a damned floozy."
Daryl snorted and Mac shot him a smile that was none to innocent, "Moving around like a floozy?" Mac leaned against the wall, "You calling me easy there brother?"
"You saying you aint?" Merle countered.
Mac shrugged and gave Merle a look, "If you wanna start throwing stones brother you better think about how much glass of your own that is about to shatter."
Will and Daryl started taking tools out the door leaving Merle and Mac to finish up the last room. Each time they stepped in the house Daryl could hear Mac singing again and snorted when Merle followed every chorus with curses.
"You think those two are gonna fight again?"
Daryl looked over at his father, "If Merle wouldn't bitch he'd be quiet as fuck and he'd not even know he was there."
"I know." Will laughed slapping Daryl on the back.
"I SHOT A MAN IN RENO...JUST TO WATCH HIM DIE!" Mac's singing voice echoed all around them.
"Would you shut the fuck up! You aint shot no goddamn man in Reno your ass aint ever even been there you fuck!" Merle barked stomping from the room and shouldering by Daryl and Will.
"When I hear that whistle blowing I hang my head and cry..." Mac crooned after Merle fighting laughing.
Mac started laughing after that and got the rest of everything else up and started out the door. He took the gatorade Will offered him.
"You all heading home or what?" Will questioned as Mac walked ahead of them.
Daryl ran his hand through his hair causing it to stick up from all the sweat. "I want a fuckin' shower."
Mac spun around and shook his head, "Oh NO! You aint taking a shower you said that fuckin' shit yesterday and disappeared on our goddamn asses. You are getting out tonight with us."
Daryl went to protest but Will stopped him, "Boy get out with your brothers for once. Besides they got that shit going on in town and it'll do you some good."
Daryl growled at being coerced into going but nodded regardless, "Still want a fuckin' shower."
Merle appeared suddenly and punched him in the arm, "Well you heard Will your ass is going so take your fuckin' shower but your ass better be there or your gonna regret it this time baby brother."
"Yeah baby brother." Mac crooned.
Will pulled his door open as they dragged Daryl towards the truck, "Boy don't get his ass arrested he's the only one of y'all with some damn sense."
Merle stood up on the driver side running boards, "Aint our fault he's always been the sweet pussified one."
Mac leaned around Daryl and hit Merle in the balls causing him to grunt, "Did you just say Daryl was sweet pussy?"
"Fuck you Mac." Merle and Daryl snapped in unison.
Daryl sighed as they made their way through the crowd. He didn't outright hate people just didn't enjoy crowds or a lot of company for that matter. He was more of a solitary man who didn't need attention all over him. Daryl much preferred to not have attention on him as it was but being with Mac or Merle always guaranteed that very thing, get them together and you were in trouble. Neither on the other hand didn't care and often had a spot light right on them. Both had big personalities and didn't shy away from confrontation in the slightest. Not to say that he did he just didn't actively seek out drama and fights like his brothers did.
The smells of cooking food and alcohol were thick in the air along with the smell of smoke and cooking molasses. It was almost overwhelming and Daryl's facial expression attracted Mac's attention.
"What?" Mac huffed, "You gonna give me some shit that your allergic to people and need to go home you anti social fuck."
Daryl growled and Merle looked at him and around, "You two queers do whatever I got some where to be."
"SHE AINT GONNA FUCK YOU!" Mac called after him.
Merle turned walking backwards grabbing his dick and shaking it at them while flipping the pair off. Mac dropped his arm over Daryl's shoulder and nudged him while Merle turned back around. Mac took a big trait after Will and was a handsy type of person. If he was around you he was generally touching you in some way. Daryl was the extreme opposite often choosing to avoid social situations simply because people didn't know how to keep their hands to themselves. He'd long since given up on breaking Mac from this shit and just accepted it much like he had from his father and Merle.
Daryl raised a brow and Mac smiled, "If your ass got out more often you'd known that Merle was chasing a piece of ass he aint gonna get."
"So it could be anyone then."
Mac barked out a laugh and Daryl smirked looking around them. He seen more than a few people watching them and he nodded at a few he knew. He was pretty sure his father was here somewhere too. Mac was leading him through the crowd and Daryl followed finding it easier to go with the path Mac carved than to fight it.
"Watch it Dixon." The voice was condescending as someone's shoulder connected with his.
Daryl turned his head and met the brown eyes of Shane Walsh head on. He turned fully towards Daryl and a sneer graced his face again making him look like a fucking idiot.
Mac stepped next to Daryl already pissed off, "Suck a dick Walsh."
Shane's eyes fell on Mac and Daryl watched anger flash in his eyes. Shane was from the next town over and thought he'd been hot shit all through school. He was a bully and ran his fuckin' mouth to everyone and no one said shit back. He thought being some football star in his podunk town made him something to everyone. That was until he ran into Mac at a party. Daryl could remember that night clear as day and could also remember the distinct sound of Shane's knee buckling and shattering as Mac took him to the ground. It took seconds to happen and seconds to end Shane's high school football career and dreams of getting into the NFL. Mac didn't give a fuck and still to this day hated the man. Daryl wasn't even sure what the fuck had caused the fight but he knew that Mac had tried to avoid it simply because Daryl was with him and he knew that it'd piss him off. Shane had kept pushing till finally Mac snapped.
Shane's eyes hardened and he stepped forward, "You wont cheap shot me like those years before asshole I aint drunk."
Mac shoved his drink into Daryl's hand and stepped towards Shane, "If you think you got the fucking balls to take that first swing then I welcome you to take it but the second you do I'm going to beat you so fucking bad that one surgery aint gonna fix you up like last time."
Shane's face flushed in anger and he turned as if walking away. Mac snorted and Shane spun suddenly throwing his entire weight into a hit that both Daryl and Mac seen coming. His fist hit but not with his full weight as Mac pivoted on his foot and brought his knee up slamming it into Shane's sternum knocking his breath from him and sending him to his knees. Hitting hard Shane looked up snarling and panting trying to get his breath back. The second he looked up Daryl cringed as Mac's face connected with his face making Shane's head snap to the side and neck pop. He was out of it and barely lucid enough to keep his head from lolling.
"Thats one hit kid." Mac snarled at the man.
Mac was looming over Shane his anger still burning strong. He was watching around him and Daryl seen it before it happened tossing his stuff down. Stepping forward Daryl threw his weight into the man behind Mac that had lined up a shot with a beer bottle to connect with Mac's head. A groan punctuated the air as Daryl slammed into the man sending him to the ground. He hit hard and dropped the bottle causing it to bust on the concrete.
"Get the fuck off me."
Daryl pushed off him and a fist caught him in the mouth splitting his lip. Everything happened quick after that but he knew the second his father made the scene. It would have been hard not to with the way he was breathing and snarling.
Both Mac and Daryl stood just to his side as he demanded to know what happened. This was one of the times that Daryl was glad that Will had better people skills than him cause more than a few came forward telling him that Shane and his friend Ed had started the fights. Will was fuming when he found out that Ed had intended to hit Mac over the head with a full bottle of unopened beer. Surprisingly him and Mac neither one were arrested but Shane and Ed were, both were pissed and glaring the entire time.
After the crowd broke up Will looked at them and sighed, "Can you not get in a fight whenever you get out?"
"What the fuck you want me to do? He fuckin' hit me first!" Mac snapped.
Will turned his eyes onto Mac, "Lose the fuckin' attitude boy I know what he done and his daddy was also a cheap shotting cocksucker."
Daryl snorted, "Can I fuckin' go home now?"
"NO!" Mac snapped.
Daryl looked at him incredulously, "Why the hell not? I've already got a busted mouth for you and you want me to still walk around?"
Will snorted and grabbed his jaw forcing him to look at him, "He did get you good." His voice was angry and Mac appeared next to him looking at Daryl. Anger flashed in his eyes followed by guilt. "Boys please don't get arrested or in trouble tonight. If you do your gonna need more than a jail cell to fuckin' keep me off your asses." Will growled before walking away.
"What the fuck is his issue?" Mac looked at Daryl.
Daryl licked the split in his lip, "Marcus runnin' his mouth again about shit."
"Stupid fuck."