Chapter 7 part 1 is here, it's Stephanie's house first! enjoy!

Meet The Parents (Pt1 The Plums)

Stephanie led Ricky into the living, where her father sat, watching the television. When Stephanie and Ricky walked in, Frank Plum turned in his seat, so he could get a look at the pair, turned back and then turned the TV off, and said, "Pumpkin, go take your stuff upstairs, take your time."

Everyone knew what Frank meant, he wanted to drill Ricky. He didn't have a chance with Fred, due to the fact that Valarie slipped him in the house, but Ricky was standing right in front of him, and Frank needed to know what this young man's intentions were.

Stephanie gave Ricky a look and then said, "Okay, Daddy, I'll see you soon, Ricky," before she ran up the stairs, "Hopefully…"

Once Stephanie was up the stairs, Frank got up and said, "Let's go out to my garage, son, so we can talk."

"Sir yes sir," Ricky said following frank into the garage.

Once they were in the small space, Frank turned to Ricky and asked, "What are your intentions with my child?"

"I'm just taking her to homecoming," Ricky said with honesty, "I didn't have any intentions of going to homecoming, but Stephanie wanted to shake her mother off her back and so, she told her that I was taking her."

Frank leaned back against the work bench that sat in a corner, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Ricky took a breath and said, "Stephanie's mother wanted Joe Morelli to take her to homecoming, but Stephanie didn't want to go with him. She had originally wanted to go in a group with her closest friends, but her mother was having none of that."

Frank snorted and said, "It's Helen's way or the highway, there's nothing wrong with the girls Stephanie hangs around with, but Helen is old fashion, and I don't know where she gets it from, her mother definitely isn't old fashion, hell Edna may be plum nuts."

Ricky smiled softly and continued, "I told Stephanie I would take her to homecoming, because I don't want her to go with that Morelli scum."

Frank nodded his head in agreement. Morelli men were scum, and the women they married were either desperate or had severe Stockholm syndrome. Joe Morelli's father was a wife beater, and an angry drunk. Frank had to toss him out of bars before, after the Morelli Patriarch caused fights. Frank didn't want any of his daughters around them. Joe was turning into his father, and he didn't even know it. The way he acted around young women, treating them like they were nothing but things to have sex with. He wouldn't want any young woman around that boy.

"I have no intentions of doing anything with Stephanie, she deserves much more respect than that," Ricky said with honesty, "She is a beautiful young woman who should be waited on, she should never just settle for anything."

Frank took a look at the young man in front of him. He looked like one of those bad boys you see in the movies. Though usually it's the bad boys that have the kindest heart and the purest intentions. Frank liked the one that was in front of him. Rcky would treat his daughter well and give her the respect she deserved.

"So son, what kind of car do you drive?" Frank asked Ricky who smiled broadly.

'87 Camaro, got her all doled out with a V8 engine and new exhaust system," Ricky said proudly, watching Frank look hard at him.

"Camaro, good American car," Frank said looking at Ricky, "'87 too? That was a good year for Camaros too. Come on, son, I want to see your car."

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"You're still around!" Stephanie whispered to Carlos at the dinner table, "I thought you would have ran by now."

"Your father approves of me," Ricky said to Stephanie, earning wide eyes, "What?"

"When Val bought boys home, they usually tucked tail and ran, I can't believe he likes you," Stephanie said just as her mother came out with the pot roast she made.

They bent their heads and Frank said a prayer, before he carved the roast up. Dinner was tensed and quiet. Everyone had their eyes on their own plate. Stephanie looked up and then said with a small smile, "Uh, Heidi's parents want to have dinner with us, they've been dying to meet you both."

Ricky sipped his drink, trying to stifle his chuckles. Frank looked up from his plate and said, "Heidi, that's the one who was on the news the other day, about her winning that London tennis tournament, and going to the Olympics?"

"Yes, that's her, her parents want to meet you both, they want us to come over for dinner." Stephanie said looking at her parents, "They're very nice! One's an engineer, the other one is a fashion designer, they made Heidi's wardrobe, you know, mom, that dress she wore and you loved, her….parent made it."

Ricky tucked back into his meal, his mouth twitching. Frank nodded his head and said, "Sounds great, call your friend up and ask if we can come over on Sunday, I would love to meet Heidi's parents."

Helen made a sound and said, "Sunday? No we don't go out on Sunday, that's when I-"

"Helen, please, it won't kill you if you don't cook for one day," Frank said, before he turned to Ricky, "SO son, you taking our child to homecoming n that Camaro?"

"No sir, My friend, Diesel, and I we're taking the girls in a limousine, you know, in style." Ricky said, making Stephanie gasp and look at Ricky.

"Really, we're going to homecoming in a limo?" Stephanie said with a gasp, her eyes bright with happiness, "Awesome!"

"How are you paying for this?" Helen asked looking down at Ricky, who sat up in his chair, "You look like you don't have any money."

Stephanie glared at her mother and exclaimed, "Mom!"

Frank opened his mouth to speak, but Ricky held his hand up and said, "No, I'll answer, Diesel and I work at my father's store, it's called Little Havana. I wait tables there and help stock the store, I earn a decent paycheck. Diesel and I are taking the girls to homecoming in a limo and taking them out for dinner, Papi wants us to eat at the shop, but I'm leaning towards, Rossini's."

Stephanie smiled and nodded her head, Rossini's was the fanciest restaurant in town, and it took a while to get reservations, wait how were they going to get a table?

"Diesel, he knows someone, don't tell anyone, but his parents are wealthy." Ricky said winking to Stephanie who giggled, "He needs to keep his bad boy image."

Helen huffed and said, "Well, who's this Diesel fellow? And who is he going to Homecoming with?"

"Diesel is my friend, and he's going with Heidi to Homecoming," Ricky said to Helen who shook her head, with disgust.

"Diesel must be one of your kind," Helen sneered sipping her wine, "A wet-"

Ricky stood up and said, "I'm not going to sit here, and let you insult my friends and my heritage, Mr. Plum you have been a kind host, and Stephanie, you're always great, but Mrs. Plum, I say this with honesty, you are a bitch, pardon my French, but you are the biggest bitch I have ever met, I have never met a woman quite like you."

Frank gave Ricky a long look and said, "Son, I apologize that you had to sit here, and take this bull hockey from my wife, Stephanie, you can escort your homecoming date to the door, and then go upstairs, I need to have a chat with my wife."

Stephanie and Ricky got up and left the table, leaving the two adults to talk. Stephanie and Ricky step outside of the porch. Stephanie sighed and said, "I told you my mother was a bigot, I'm sorry that you had to sit there and take it, If I were you I would have punched her in the face."

Ricky waved Stephanie off and said, "Babe, it's no problem, Mr. Plum was great, he likes me, and you are always a joy to be around with."

Stephanie smiled, and blushed. She leaned up and kissed Ricky on the cheek and said, "Good night, Ricky, thanks for meeting my crazy family, and for taking me to homecoming."

Stephanie waved goodbye, before she entered the house again, closing the door softly. Ricky smiled and said softly, "Babe…" before he made his way to his Camaro.

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Stephanie jumped on her bed, and picked her phone up to call Heidi, it was 10 PM, Heidi should be done with Diesel by now. Stephanie hoped that Heidi hadn't killed him. Stephanie dialed Heidi's number. She picked up in one ring, "Hey Stephanie! I'll call you back in an hour, Diesel and my dads are singing Russian, and it's annoying!"

"Russian?" Stephanie asked, looking at her phone, "Heidi?! What's going on?!"

"I'll call you soon-SHUT UP YOU GUYS!" Stephanie blinked, hearing the phone hang up with a click, shit, she never did ask Heidi about Sunday dinner.

Oh well, Heidi would tell her in an hour what was going on at her place. Stephanie let out a yawn and then closed her eyes. She'd wake up when Heidi would call her.

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Stephanie picked her phone up, when Heidi's ring tone went off. Stephanie yawned and answered with a gargled, "Yes?"

"Oh my god! My parents loved Diesel!" Heidi said her voice full of surprise, "Holy shit! He's a hit with them, man, do I have something to tell you!"

"Wait!" Stephanie said, sitting up, "No, I gotta tell you about my dinner!"

Heidi sobered up over the line, "So, how was your mother? Was she a bitch?"

"A major bitch, I couldn't believe her!" Stephanie sighed, looking up at her ceiling, "She just flat out pointed out that Ricky was Latino, and she was on him, she was horrible, asking him personal questions, and shit, but, Ricky called her a bitch."

Heidi let out a gasp and said, "No way! And what did Papa Bear say?"

Stephanie rolled her eyes and said, "You know daddy hates that nick name, but anyways, he apologized to Ricky! Oh my god, he likes Ricky! My dad likes him a lot!"

Heidi squealed and said, "Holy shit! I can't believe that! Remember when Valarie showed up with Walter, and he pulled his gun out at him and took a shot, because he called Valarie a slut in training!"

Stephanie cackled and said, "That was hilarious! That was best slumber party I ever hosted, Jeanne is still talking about it."

The two chuckled and then Stephanie said, "Hey! My daddy said that we can come over for dinner on Sunday, if your fathers are up to my mother…"

"Yeah! I'll tell them as soon as I get off the phone, as it turns out, Diesel is a lightweight with booze, Father gave him some wine, and after two cups he passed out."

Stephanie giggled and then said, "Heidi, Ricky is so….something else, he's a gentleman, he's so kind, he sat there and took my mother's abuse, and whatever he said to my dad, it…..I didn't know that there was a good guy hiding behind that bad boy."

Heidi sighed and said, "I know….now, let me tell you what happened to me during my dinner with Diesel…."

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Ricky lay in his bed, looking up at his ceiling. Stephanie Plum, she was a beautiful…wonderful young woman. Every time he thought of her, something inside of him, just warmed something inside of him. The way her eyes lit up, those curly brown locks. Bobby had whined about them chasing pussy, but he wasn't chasing Stephanie, no he was falling for Stephanie Plum. Diesel was for sure not chasing after Heidi for sex that man was in love. Heidi got Diesel, the biggest pothead in school, next to Mooner, to go cold turkey.

Ricky smiled and turned on his side, looking over to Diesel's empty bed. Carlos 'Ricky' Manoso was in love with Stephanie Plum. It wasn't like what he had with Fiona, no, this was love, and he was all for it!

TBC…

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