Chapter 4
Gears raised an eyebrow, watching in silent amusement as the senior, thin as a bean-pole with even skinnier legs, went to work. It still amazed her how fast he could put it away, and honestly, it almost frightened her. The boy was eighteen years old and had the body of a really tall, really crazy little kid, but food disappeared around him like cakes at a Weight Watchers' convention. Either he had some seriously jacked up metabolism or he just wasn't getting fed right at home.
Something was off about him, she knew, and it wasn't the first time it came to her attention.
Rex devoured the bucket of chicken in one breath. He wiped his mouth with one hand and reached for a biscuit or five with the other. She almost laughed out loud when her daughter, still awkward with some terms, asked worriedly, "How can a human boy of your size consume so much at one time? My pro-head tells me that it's not healthy."
Careful, sweetie.
He paused and gave her his signature psycho, wide-eyed look before he straightened and puffed his chest out like he was about to start bustin' heads, and growled, "A Tyrannosaur has to eat, gorgeous."
"You ain't no Tyrannosaur," Pockets started, "you're a chipmunk on crack that got stuck in a tree and hung down until it's body stretched out."
Little Critter cackled, happily seated between his big brother and sister. He kept one hand wrapped around Demona's beneath the table. The other he used to sneak a tender off of Pockets' plate. Gears caught it and grinned. When Pockets turned back down to his plate he sent a narrow-eyed look at the smaller, who smiled sweetly and hugged him tightly around his thick middle, "I love you, bubba! You're the best big brother in the whole world!"
Sucker, Gears thought as she watched her oldest melt into a warm pile of sweet lovable goo. He lowered a huge hand and ruffled Critter's already wild hair.
"Hey, I says misses James," Rex called, still scowling at his best friend, "I says if I can maybe stay-"
"Yeah, Rex," Gears interrupted, watching as his brown eyes lit up. She added as an afterthought, "you can stay the night, as long as you keep your hands off Dem's Charger."
Gears felt Demona tense up the slightest beside her. She knew the girl was reliving the memory. Rex put on an innocent look, "Aw, c'mon. It's just a car...a fine-ass car...okay, a really fine-ass car...I won't ever have one, why can't I touch her every now and then?"
"Because it makes sissy feel funny," Critter spoke up, unwrapping himself from his brother to give Rex a blank look, "she doesn't like anyone touching her there."
"Well it's not like I'm grabbing Demi's ass," he muttered. Gears sent him a sharp look and he sat up a little straighter, "butt, I said butt."
Critter looked like he was about to say something, expression turning annoyed. Gears shut him up by slapping some more potatoes on his plate before he blew the number one family secret. He beamed at her and started into them.
Pockets rolled his eyes, "You disrespect Sister's car, you disrespect Sister...You know how hard she worked to get it. You wouldn't want anyone groping it if it was yours, either."
Rex seemed to think about it, stuffing a biscuit down in one cheek. He rolled his eyes up to the ceiling in thought, "Yeah...you got a point there, Big Foot."
Critter giggled, "Big Foot?"
Rex grinned, "Yeah, kid, I says Big Foot. That's what breed of monster your brother is. A ginger Big Foot, his hobbies are making blind children cry and scaring the women-folk into their early graves."
Gears pressed a hand to her face as Demona and Critter stared blankly at him. Pockets glared flames, willing the blonde to burn and die before him. Rex made a face back, and held it without faltering until Pockets eventually returned to eating.
A big, stupid grin spread across his face when Demona asked, completely confused, "How is it possible to make a blind child cry if he can't see?"
With a laugh, Gears sent a smile towards the Dodge Charger, noting how it seemed to give off the same waves of misunderstanding.
:) Some more cute family time...SO SORRY for another short chapter after most of the day...I'm still worn out from the reunion and I hit some serious bumps in Dear Sister's story line that I have to smooth out before I get too far into it...
:( Updates probably won't be as often because of this so sorry again...
...And yes, Rex was caught grabbing Demona's ass in her alternate form once. ^^ Poor girl. Probably gave her nightmares.
Demona and her family and the story line belongs to me. Weight Watchers and Transformers does not.
