Jarrod looked at his decanter of scotch and noticed he had drank almost half of it. He looked at Nick's decanter and his was also half full. He chuckled to himself thinking this is how all the trouble started that weekend. He decided to stretch his legs and was a little surprised that he wobbled a tad bit when he got up. He remembered he had not eaten that much at supper which would explain him feeling a tad bit drunk. He walked over to join Nick on the couch with his decanter and his glass. He sat down a little more heavily than he intended which caused Nick's drink to splash in his lap.

"Oops, sorry about that," Jarrod apologized as he poured Nick another drink. Nick just grinned as he was a tad bit drunk himself.

Audra asked, "So what happened with the fireworks and chickens?"

Jarrod blew out a long breath. "Like I said earlier we had forgotten about the chickens being loose in the house and after Candy's suggestion failed we decided it was time to go to bed. As soon as we walked in the house we were greeted by angry chickens. I still don't know why they were so mad but they started chasing us, flapping their wings at us and pecking at us; they were angry birds."

Nick said, "I told you it was the evil hen that caused it" Then Nick hiccuped and blushed.

Jarrod rolled his eyes, "Regardless the chickens were not having any of us trying to chase them out of the house. I decided to find Fluffy and see if she could chase them of the house but they turned and started chasing Fluffy. There were chicken feathers and dog hair flying around the room. Next thing I know Fluffy is running for her life past me and out of the door yapping and whining."

"Poor Fluffy," Audra said.

"That explains why she was so scared of the chickens," Eugene smirked.

"We knew we had to get the chickens out of the house but we didn't know how till..." Jarrod's voice trailed off.

Nick finished, "We remembered how scared the chickens were when the fireworks went off. So we went to see if we could find any leftover fireworks."

Heath asked, "Were you really going to shoot the fireworks off in the house?"

Jarrod and Nick both answered together, "NO!"

"Well why didn't you shoot your guns in the air, it would have had the same effect."

Jarrod and Nick looked each other. That thought had never crossed their minds although in their defense they had not had any good ideas that weekend.

"Well Heath in our defense we had been drinking a lot and good ideas were not happening that weekend." Nick slapped Jarrod on his back in agreement to his brothers statement. But Nick hit Jarrod pretty hard which caused the attorney to spill yet another drink on his shirt. He glared at Nick who just smiled at him.

"Sorry big brother."

"Hmph," Jarrod didn't even try to wipe off his shirt, he just poured another drink. "We found the excess fireworks and opened all the doors and windows yet again and decided to set off one firework by the room where most of chickens were in. They had gathered in the dining room so we stood as close as we could without going into the house and set off the firework. To our surprise it seemed to work as some of the chickens did leave the house."

Nick interrupted, "Except they came back in the other open doors and windows."

Jarrod hung his head as he heard his siblings laugh at him and Nick. They say time heals all wounds but Jarrod thought he would never think this was a funny story.

"After an hour we finally got all the chickens herded into the dining room and that's when we decided to blow up all the fireworks hoping it would scare those angry birds out of the house." Nick stated. He looked at Jarrod who was still sitting there looking dazed. His big brother had gotten hammered with him yet again and Nick started laughing.

Jarrod jerked his head up at Nick laughing, "What's so damn funny?" Jarrod barked.

"You got to admit big brother we had a great time at the party, except for the angry chickens."

Jarrod glared at Nick, "And blowing up mother's rose garden, drinking all of father's imported whiskey and the hangovers we had for a week." Jarrod paused and continued, "It was a helluva party." Jarrod and Nick started laughing and toasted each other.

Audra interrupted her drunk brothers, "What happened with the fireworks and the chickens?"

Jarrod stopped laughing, "We tied all the fireworks together and put them in mother's rose garden and blew them up."

Nick interjected, "KABOOM!" Nick flailed his arms around for effect.

"But it didn't work did it?" Eugene asked.

Jarrod answered, "The only thing it did was blow up mother's rose garden and scare the chickens..."

Nick interrupted again, "KABOOM! And it didn't scare the chickens it just made them angrier. There were rose pedals everywhere, chicken feathers and the explosion scared some of the chickens so bad they laid eggs."

Heath could not resist his next statement, "So you two literally scared the eggs out of the chickens?" Heath laughed at his own joke.

Jarrod just shook his head and cleared his throat, "Since the firework explosion did not work me and Nick decided to go to sleep in the bunkhouse and deal with the chickens later."

Eugene asked, "So you let the chickens rule the roost?" Eugene and Audra laughed at his statement.

Jarrod defended himself, "There were a lot of them, they were mad and we were very drunk. So yes we let the chickens rule the roost."

"Three hours later father, mother, Eugene and Audra came home and all hell broke loose again." Both Jarrod and Nick shook at the memory.

Victoria spoke, "I have one question and I want you two to be completely honest." Jarrod and Nick looked her. "With all the destruction and chaos you created was it worth it?"

Jarrod and Nick looked at each other and grinned. They both finished their drinks and got up slowly looking around the room. They both answered at the same time with a loud "YES!" and took off running out of the room laughing loudly.

Victoria sighed as she looked at her remaining children who were desperately trying not to laugh. She shook her head and knew her plan had backfired; Eugene would be having his own graduation party if she didn't give him one and he would most likely still have his own regardless.

Truth was Victoria had known what had happened that weekend but she wanted to see if her sons would admit to all the details of that weekend. Now she was worried Eugene would insist Jarrod give him a graduation party but she would demand it would be at Jarrod's townhouse. That way there would be no chickens around and then Victoria laughed out loud.

The End