Part IX
In the Midwest you had those typical roosters waking you up, but when you lived in midtown Manhattan, it was typically the sounds of trashcans banging or cars backfiring, today it was both. Rose had grown used to it over the years since she returned from Los Angeles, but to be frank the typical noises in the morning in that town were the same. But she soon fazed them out as she walked down the hall towards the kitchen. It was Christmas Eve and she'd spend the entire day, cooking and quelling her kids for the big day.
Dressed in a simple blue robe, she groaned at the sight of herself in the mirror. Her hair was wild, tangled and just in general chaos. Small bite marks covered her neck and the entire lower portion of her body was sore, well if you'd spent most of the night having sex then you'd be in the same boat. She'd skip the arduous beauty ritual of straightening her hair and applying her clown makeup today, if Jake wanted her to look pretty after what she did for him last night then he could kiss her whole ass. Now she had to focus on cooking dinner for a few dozen poor bastards who had to cook her food, "You look like hell. I take it Jake enjoyed his present?"
There, at her Kitchen Table, sat Erin Hutchinson in all of her primp and manicured glory, lousy bitch, "How in the hell did you get into my home?"
"DJ let me in," Erin smiled as she took a sip of her coffee, "So you didn't answer my question honey, did Jake enjoy that Christmas Present he got?"
Rose smiled as she took a slow, almost pained seat at the table, "Yeah, he enjoyed it until about four in the morning for a grand total of eight times."
"So I guess you win this week," Erin mock frowned and slammed her fist down on the table, "Damn, I thought I had you. You are truly the best."
"Yeah tell that to my ass," Rose winced, reaching back to rub her behind.
Erin giggled and clapped her hands, "Ew …I knew you two did it that way!"
"Don't worry," Rose stuck her tongue out at her friend, "We did it the other way too, but when you've had six children doing it that way you'd be a little anxious about vaginal intercourse. But I have to admit, it's still the king."
The younger woman chuckled into her hand, "So, where do we start?"
"Well, I want you to start chopping fruit for the surprise, fruit salad," Rose sighed as she threw her head back, "And I will begin the painstaking task of stuffing five pounds of breadcrumbs up two dead turkey's ass. Excuse me."
Erin snickered, "You'd know all about that, wouldn't you?"
"Oh don't be butthurt because I'm getting it better then you are lately."
"Bitch," Erin mockingly sneered.
"Excuse me," Rose turned and smiled sweetly, "That's Queen Bitch too you."
-Three Hours Later-
After a shower, and twenty minutes of fast paced beautification, she was ready. Her entire body ached and she wanted nothing more than to punch her husband awake. Don't get her wrong, she enjoyed the pervious night's events, but she should have taken into account that she'd have to cook for thirty and if her husband wasn't such a man she might have been able too deal with her exhaustion. What the hell, it was Christmas Eve, let the pig sleep in. She was the only one in her entire family who had a job after all. But then Jake made the biggest mistake that he'd ever make today, he let out a loud snore.
Rose stalked over to the bed and biting her lip, she brought her hand up and backhanded him against his forehead, "Jake! Get up!"
"Oww," Jake whined as he grasped his head and rubbed, "What the hell did you do that for?"
She bit her lip from the adorably pained expression on her husband's face, "Like you've told me ever year that we've been married. It's Christmas Eve."
Jake grumbled and pulled himself up. He took a deep breath in and looked up this wife's smiling face, "How the hell can you be so cheery?"
"What are you talking about? I'm not cheery," Rose's smile suddenly turned into a scowl, "I'm exhausted and a bit anxious, I'm simply acting."
"Are the rest of the freeloaders here yet?" Jake asked as he scratched his head.
Rose shook her head while she turned and walked to the mirror to check her hair, "Alyssa, Johnny and those kids will be here in a few, Erin, Mark, Brant and that little cow Natalia will be here within the hour. Jackie, Marissa and Daniel just called, they just got into Brooklyn and you know traffic from there."
"So are we going to give DJ his car tonight or tomorrow?" Jake asked as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.
She turned and her eyes widened, "You ended up buying one? How did you do that, as I recall you told me that gave up the search for one?"
"I did," Jake nodded, "But I thought about it some more and I called the dealership and told them that I would take that Mercedes. You'll never believe that you could order a car over the phone. But yeah, I told them to park it in that garage across the street. And before you ask, it is a secure garage, it closes at nine and you have to pay to park in there. They'll even be a big great bow on top of it and all that junk."
Rose smiled, "Fine, eh, I'd prefer to give that too him tomorrow, I have my own special gift for him."
"Oh," Jake finally stood up and approached her from behind, "And you didn't discuss this with me before hand, I thought the car was going to be the big present this year?"
She turned and narrowed her eyes, but her lips were quirked upwards in a smile, "I -…I ah, I got him a …Desert Eagle…"
Jake blinked, and his mouth dropped to a comical proportion, "Eh, Rose …I know I just didn't have a stroke, but did I hallucinate? Did you just say that you bought our son a GUN for Christmas?"
Rose turned around and placed her hands on her hips. Yes, that sounded insane, even to her, but this wasn't the sanest family and DJ did have a propensity for Guns. The moment that he used it for the wrong reasons, she was going to take it back herself and never return it. She trusted her son with the gun. She had taught him that a gun is a very dangerous thing to own if you didn't know how to use them or when to use them. And besides, Jake had told her to nurture DJ in Huntsclan-ish behaviors, and this was really a rite of passage when she was growing up, "Jake, I know what you're going to say. But I will keep close eye on him and the moment that it starts to be a problem, I will take it back anyway. We've been to all of the classes and hey, he's got me as his mother. I'm not going to let it get out of hand."
"Yeah and the moment someone at his school pisses him off, boom, he'll blow their head off," Jake stated as his went back and plopped down on the bed.
"That's not going to happen," Rose reassured him, "I have drilled it into his head since the day that he could walk that it is not okay to shoot people, and that you only do it when you absolutely need too."
Jake chuckled, "Well if someone is pissing me off, sometimes I really think I need to shoot them."
"Yeah but you'd miss," Rose shoot back with a sour look, "Look, the gun is in my name. I've made sure that DJ won't go on a bender and I'll check it every now and then to see if he's shot it. DJ is perfectly capable and responsible to have possession of that gun, because face it, my son is currently the smartest out of all of our children. I mean he is my son and he did inherit my heritage as oppose to yours."
"He also inherited your brain," Jake smiled and got up from the bed to stand face to face with Rose, "This isn't going to end well, but I trust you and I trust you to make sure our son doesn't kill anything."
Rose beamed at him and tied her arms around his neck, "Don't worry, if he does lose his mind, I'll point him in the direction of his grandfather…"
"That's why I love you baby," Jake smirked before he leaned down kissed her on the cheek, "You always know what to say to bring out of my moods, now you take your perky little ass…"
Jake's hand skirted down her back and patted her bottom causing Rose to wince, "Don't forget sore, perky little ass."
"Sorry," Jake smiled sheepishly, "Why don't you take your sore, perky ass out there and entertain our various spawn and their spawn."
Authors Note:/ This is the set up for the epilogue. It will be a large one consisting of Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I almost stopped writing on this one for the simple fact that it's February. But I enjoy writing in this series and I'll continue everything that I started for Anything and Everything. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter as much as I had fun writing it. Leave a review for me, it's the nice thing to do.
