Disclaimer: I own nothing. Not the show nor the song that the story is based off of.
Author's Note: Hello everyone! I know it's been quite awhile since I've posted anything and I do apologize for that but you know how it is when school comes around and most of the time is spent studying and reading especially when midterms are coming up this week—not fun. But enough about me how are you all? Hope everything is well! So today I wanted to share with you a new short little story I came up with a few weeks back. It's actually been split up into three parts because once again I ended up with a HUGE word count so couldn't post it as a regular oneshot as I had originally planned. I hope though that posting t in three parts isn't a problem for you all, just thought it would be easier to read if the story was broken down in parts and you didn't have to read the whole thing in one seating. This first chapter is really short and more of an opening scene and kinda sets everything up the next two are really a lot better! And longer! Plus I'll give you a little sneakpeak about the second chapter…it's got a big flashback scene! I love flashbacks :-) So I hope you all will come back for that review and leave a few reviews if you can for this short try to post that next chapter in the upcoming days and of course the more reviews the quicker the update right? *HintHint* Thanks to everyone at That '70s Fan Fic Board (link in profile page, come on over!) you all are awesome. And a big and special Thank you to Marla's Lost for all the help she gave me with this story, seriously without her it would still be in my USB and I'd be debating about posting it at all. You're the best Marla! Well this AN is getting really long so I'll stop here. Hope you like! Please remember it does get better! Enjoy!
Then They Do
Red Forman sat contently at the kitchen table, still in his pajamas and bathrobe and the day's paper in his hand as the wonderful smells of home filled the air around him. A few feet away from him, Kitty—in her own night clothes and robe—stood behind the stove cooking up the breakfast food that was sending off the comforting aromas. From the scents alone it could easily be detected that today's breakfast would be consisting of buttermilk pancakes, eggs—cooked over easy—and of course, bacon.
Humming along to a song that could only be heard inside her head, Kitty piled the food onto the yellow colored plated and carried the dish over to Red.
"Here you are. A great, big, wonderful breakfast for my great, big, wonderful, husband." She said happily as she placed the breakfast plate on the table top and continued to smile, "I added an extra pancake and two extra pieces of bacon because I know you worked up quite an appetite last night."
Moving his paper down so that he could see his giggling wife, Red gave his own smirk, "That's right and I plan on working up another one later on today."
"Oh Red." She said giggling again and now starting to blush.
Just as Red joined in in his wife's laughter with his own chuckle a loud buzzing sound drifted into the room causing the couple to stifle their laughter. Kitty turned away from Red and over in the direction that the noise had come from before turning back again.
"That's the laundry. I better go move the clothes in the washer over to the dryer before they end up staying in there for the rest of the day. But you stay here." She instructed then placed a quick, loving kiss on his balding head, "And eat up. You're going to need plenty of energy for today's activities."
Red shook his head at the words but couldn't help the smirk that crawled onto his lips when he heard his wife release her girlish giggle, that he'd fallen in love all those years ago, as she headed her way down the basement stairs.
Once Kitty was out of sight Red folded up his paper and put it off to the side so that his main focus could be on the breakfast plate infront of him. Grabbing his knife and fork he began to cut into the stack of fresh and still warm pancakes. However as soon as Red started to move his forkful of pancakes upwards and to his mouth, the atmosphere of the room caught his attention and caused his arm to freeze it's motions.
It was quiet. Too quiet.
The kind of quiet where if this were some horror movie the killer would pop out from some hidden area with weapon in hand. Obviously this wasn't a horror movie so Red had no reason to even think about some killer sneaking out from some secluded shadow. The only killer he really had to worry about was the one who would come in and 'kill' his moment of silence…then again that person wouldn't so much a killer as they would be a dumbass. Even then though, Red knew the chances of any of the dumbasses coming by to 'kill' his solitary moment were pretty slim.
Each of them were now off and busy with their own lives. Sure, they still dropped by from time to time but lately their trips over here had become less frequent than before.
Red, of course, had no problem with this. He finally had his house back, no dumbass kids, and just Kitty as his company. It was the way he'd always wanted things. The same couldn't exactly be said for Kitty but she was slowly getting used to coming home to an empty nest.
It had taken a long time for this nest to get completely emptied out and it didn't even happen in one big swoop; it seemed to have cleared out gradually dragging on the process and making Red a very impatient person. It was a miracle he hadn't just kicked the baby birds out of the nest and just hoped they flew. But while he had been eager to have the house exterminated for dumbasses once and for all Red did somewhat enjoy watching the population of the pests shrink and his house gradually become his again.
Almost one by one the rooms in the house became what Kitty said was 'empty' but Red had called 'peaceful.'
First there had been the room upstairs—excluding his and Kitty's, of course—when Eric and Laurie had moved out of the house for good, this time leaving only a few childhood mementos in their old rooms. Then it had been the dinning room; less people living in the house meant less need to have meals at such a large table. The room was still however, used for Christmas, thanksgiving, and other holidays alike. Next was the living room and Red's den. Neither one of those rooms ever really got as bad as the other rooms in the house, but it was often that the noise from the other rooms would drift off and into these other two.
And then finally the basement.
The basement had been the last room to clear out along with the longest. And still it wasn't completely cleared out the way Eric and Laurie's rooms were, plenty of items that looked to be junk in Red's eyes continued to fill the room. It wasn't just forgotten items that could be found down there though. Every month the room received at least a handful of visits, sometimes with just one visitor other times with the whole Looney Tunes cast. But then they'd all leave again and the basement would go back to its soundless mode just like the other rooms of the house.
Yet there was always one room in the house that never seemed to be able to remain silent for more than a minute or two. The same room that Red was sitting in now. The kitchen.
There was always something going on in there. It could have been Kitty cooking or baking while singing or humming aloud as she'd been doing moments ago. It could have been the family meals where days were discussed. The kitchen was also, now that Red thought about it, one of the rooms that his two biological children and sometimes even adopted son, would argue the most. Red couldn't even began to count the number of times he'd walked in and saw the table full of kids—more than half of them not his—stuffing their faces with food he'd just bought the day before or the times that the side glass door slide open to an unannounced guest who quickly made themselves at home by helping themselves to whatever was on the table.
And even now during present times, this room continued to be the one room out of all the others that received the most visits. Most of those visits still being unannounced but most of the time being one of the kids coming over to simply talk with Kitty for a few minutes.
Red doubted the word 'quiet' ever even crossed a persons mind when they were inside this kitchen. Especially during the mornings, those early rush of mornings of a school day...
Author's Note: Sooo what did you think? Love it? Hate it? Already want part two? Well you know what to do! Just leave a review! Hey that all rhymes…sorta lol. Really hope this opening chapter wasn't too bad, I promise it gets better in the next chapter…remember flashback scene and pretty much everyone is there :-)!
Until next time, thanks for reading, hope you liked, please review and lemme know what you think, stay tuned, see you next time, take care, and have a nice day!
