Chapter 3
A/N: Don't worry, I promise my story will get happier. Right now is just the setting up of the events. People will be happy in my story. By the way I don't own any Happy Days stuff, I wish I did, but I don't.
The sun came in through the bedroom window, hitting Fonzie in his face. He slowly opened his eyes to the blinding light, and quickly remembered where he was and the events of the previous night. He looked down and notice Joanie still sleeping in his arms. Despite her swollen discolored face, she looked absolutely angelic lying there. Tears filled his eyes as he gently kissed her forehead, thinking about what could have happened.
What's going to happen when Chachi gets back from California? Fonzie thought to himself. I have to do something to protect her. This is bound to get worse before it gets better. But what can I do? Then all of a sudden an idea popped into his mind, and it might actually work. He gently shook Joanie awake. "Come on Shortcake, let's pack some of your stuff. You're going to be staying with me and Danny for a while."
Marion Cunningham busily cooked breakfast for Little Ritchie and Danny. As she cooked, she thought about how wonderful it was that Ritchie and Lori Beth decided to move back to Milwaukee. Sure it was because Ritchie lost his job, and Lori Beth was pregnant with their second child, but she still loved the idea of the whole family being together. And Little Ritchie and Danny had grown to be such good friends, it was so adorable.
As Marion gave Danny and Little Ritchie their Mickey Mouse pancakes, she heard the front door open and close. She looked up to see Fonzie walk into the kitchen a few minutes later.
"Mrs. C., is it okay if Danny has his breakfast to go?" He asked hurriedly.
"Arthur, is everything okay?" Marion asked.
"Yeah Mrs. C, everything is hunky dory. Come on Danny, go upstairs, get your bag, and tell Mrs. C. and Lori Beth thank you for letting you hang out with Little Ritchie."
Fonzie walked into the living room to wait for Danny, as he and Little Ritchie ran upstairs. Marion followed him. "Arthur, are you sure everything is-" She gasped as she walked into the living room and saw her daughter sitting on the couch, her face swollen up. "Oh my lord, Howard!" She shouted. Howard and Ritchie both came running down the stairs as the sound of Marion's cry.
"Marion, what in the world," Howard started, but was quickly cut off by the sight of his baby girl. "Oh my god, Joanie! Who the hell did this to you?"
"Chachi and I had a little argument that got a little out of hand and-"
"Chachi has been hitting Joanie for the last six months and last night he completely lost control and beat her until she was out cold. I came by and found her on the floor." Fonzie explained, his anger rising up in him again.
Ritchie's face turned so red with anger that it matched the color of his hair. "Where is Chachi, I'm gonna-"
"He's in California," Joanie interupted. "He's going to be there for a week or two. Please don't hurt him."
Fonzie spoke up. "Nobody's going to hurt anybody. The best way to deal with this situation is to wait until everybody's anger is gone, that way we don't do something that we are going to regret later. So, now I'm going to take Joanie and my son and go home. Danny, let's go." And before anyone could protest, the three of them walked out of the door and headed back to Fonzie's.
A/N: Don't worry, I promise my story will get happier. Right now is just the setting up of the events. People will be happy in my story. By the way I don't own any Happy Days stuff, I wish I did, but I don't.
The sun came in through the bedroom window, hitting Fonzie in his face. He slowly opened his eyes to the blinding light, and quickly remembered where he was and the events of the previous night. He looked down and notice Joanie still sleeping in his arms. Despite her swollen discolored face, she looked absolutely angelic lying there. Tears filled his eyes as he gently kissed her forehead, thinking about what could have happened.
What's going to happen when Chachi gets back from California? Fonzie thought to himself. I have to do something to protect her. This is bound to get worse before it gets better. But what can I do? Then all of a sudden an idea popped into his mind, and it might actually work. He gently shook Joanie awake. "Come on Shortcake, let's pack some of your stuff. You're going to be staying with me and Danny for a while."
Marion Cunningham busily cooked breakfast for Little Ritchie and Danny. As she cooked, she thought about how wonderful it was that Ritchie and Lori Beth decided to move back to Milwaukee. Sure it was because Ritchie lost his job, and Lori Beth was pregnant with their second child, but she still loved the idea of the whole family being together. And Little Ritchie and Danny had grown to be such good friends, it was so adorable.
As Marion gave Danny and Little Ritchie their Mickey Mouse pancakes, she heard the front door open and close. She looked up to see Fonzie walk into the kitchen a few minutes later.
"Mrs. C., is it okay if Danny has his breakfast to go?" He asked hurriedly.
"Arthur, is everything okay?" Marion asked.
"Yeah Mrs. C, everything is hunky dory. Come on Danny, go upstairs, get your bag, and tell Mrs. C. and Lori Beth thank you for letting you hang out with Little Ritchie."
Fonzie walked into the living room to wait for Danny, as he and Little Ritchie ran upstairs. Marion followed him. "Arthur, are you sure everything is-" She gasped as she walked into the living room and saw her daughter sitting on the couch, her face swollen up. "Oh my lord, Howard!" She shouted. Howard and Ritchie both came running down the stairs as the sound of Marion's cry.
"Marion, what in the world," Howard started, but was quickly cut off by the sight of his baby girl. "Oh my god, Joanie! Who the hell did this to you?"
"Chachi and I had a little argument that got a little out of hand and-"
"Chachi has been hitting Joanie for the last six months and last night he completely lost control and beat her until she was out cold. I came by and found her on the floor." Fonzie explained, his anger rising up in him again.
Ritchie's face turned so red with anger that it matched the color of his hair. "Where is Chachi, I'm gonna-"
"He's in California," Joanie interupted. "He's going to be there for a week or two. Please don't hurt him."
Fonzie spoke up. "Nobody's going to hurt anybody. The best way to deal with this situation is to wait until everybody's anger is gone, that way we don't do something that we are going to regret later. So, now I'm going to take Joanie and my son and go home. Danny, let's go." And before anyone could protest, the three of them walked out of the door and headed back to Fonzie's.