So this one is 14,000 words. We apologize in advance. But the good news is, Christmas is done!! Next!!! well, next is a good one hahahah.
Disclaimer: We don't own them....Nik Nak17 owns Niki Foxx.
"This is so not fair!" Was the first thing Kylie and Danny heard when they got downstairs. They walked into the dinning room to see Niki standing there arms folded across her chest.
"Are you serious? I'm still at the kiddy table? I think my punishment should be over by now. It's been like 12 years." Niki stated.
"Niki," Flack Sr. said sternly, "You were irresponsible and showed us that you weren't ready to sit at the adult table."
"Oh come on! I've been dating your son for two years! I think I should be allowed to sit there now."
Danny looked at Kylie and whispered, "What happened?"
"Oh, Niki accidentally got Grandpa Flack high." Kylie giggled. She skipped over to two empty seats at the adult table. Danny followed her and sat down next to her.
"This isn't fair." Niki grumbled, sitting at the table with the kids.
"Life isn't fair, Niki." Flack Sr. said, rolling his eyes.
"Poppa Flack," Niki whined. "Please? I'll be good."
Flack Sr. shook his head, and sat at the head of the table, ironically where Danny's plate had been set up next to his. Danny let out an internal sigh when he felt Flack Sr. stare at the back of his head, as Danny put some mashed potatoes on his plate.
"Thanks," Kylie said when Danny put some on her plate for her as well.
"My daughter has two perfectly capable hands," Flack Sr. said, looking towards Danny.
"I know she does, sir," Danny said hesitantly. "I was just being a gentleman."
"First it starts off you fixing her plate, and then you're making all her decisions for her."
"You fix Mom's plate all the time," Kylie rolled her eyes, plopping some corn onto her plate. "It's called being generous, Daddy."
"Flack Sr. doesn't know how to be generous," Niki chimed in, her arms still folded across her chest.
"Still just you wait." Flack Sr. said, keeping a close eye on Danny.
Mrs. Flack rolled her eyes. "Oh don't mind him," She said to Danny, "So how are your parents?"
"They're doing great. Living large," Danny smiled.
"That's good. Niki dear? How are your brothers and their beautiful children?"
"Just amazing Mrs. Flack." Niki called over her shoulder. "I have nieces and a nephew! I should be sitting with the adults."
"Hey Nik, shut up. You're never gonna win." Jason laughed at her.
Niki rolled her eyes and leaned in close at the kid's table. "Alright guys," She whispered, "Who's in on throwing food at Uncle Jason?"
"Me," Liam said, picking up a handful of stuffing.
"No," Niki shook her head. "That won't travel as far as your mashed potatoes."
"I don't even like them," 6-year old Amy, Ryan's daughter said shaking her head as she picked them up to throw them at her Uncle Jason.
"Alright," Niki nodded "On the count of three throw your mashed potatoes at Uncle Jason.
"I don't think Daddy would like that," Liam's little sister shook her head.
"Dad's. Getting it," Liam said, patting his sister on the head.
"One." The kids let out a giggle as they clumped their potatoes in a ball. "Two.... three."
At the sound of three, four of the children chucked food at Jason, causing him to let out a groan. He was covered in mashed potatoes.
"Oh that's it Niki you're getting it now!" Jason warned her. He pushed his chair out from under the table and started moving toward her.
Niki jumped out of her chair, "What do you have in mind?"
"Oh you'll find out." He smirked.
Niki raised an eyebrow at him. Jason took two big steps and had Niki over his shoulder.
"Where the hell are you taking me asshole?!?" Niki asked, trying to fight her way out of his grip.
Jason opened the front door a broad smile on his face. "Remember when you were little and Donnie pissed me off during the winter?"
"Yeah...Oh you are not throwing me in a snow bank!" Niki shouted. But it was too late. Jason had thrown her into a snow bank. Jason laughed as he watched Niki shiver in the snow. Back inside all the Flack's had moved to the window to see what was happening.
"Does this happen often?" Danny asked, "Cause if it does, I'm coming here for Christmas more often."
"It does," Natalie, Jason's wife chimed in. "Jason doesn't like to be messed with, and yet they all pick on him."
"Because he. Easy target," Liam said, wrapping his arms around his stepmother's waist. "Right, Mom?"
"Right," Natalie smirked.
"This is great," Danny laughed as he watched Niki try to squirm from the snow bank.
"Be careful," Kylie said. "If Jace decides he doesn't like you, you'll be next."
"Oh great." Danny gulped.
The door slammed shut and everyone turn to see Jason standing there and smile of satisfaction on his face. He brushed the snow of his shoulders and looked out the window to see Niki still sitting in the snow. He sat back at the table and continued his meal. Everyone stood standing, just watching him.
"Hey Donnie, you better go help out your girl, otherwise she's gonna get sick or something." He said with a matter of fact tone.
Flack rolled his eyes and headed outside to help his girlfriend.
"Jason is an asshole!" Niki shivered when she saw Flack coming to help her out. He pulled her from the bank by her armpits, and carried her inside.
"Kales," Flack said, already walking Niki up the steps.
"On it," Kylie said, following them to find warm clothes for Niki. Flack set Niki in the shower, and helped her get undressed.
"I bought new..."Niki shivered, holding her arms to her chest. "C-c-clothes for nn-n-othing," she said as Flack turned the hot water on. Kylie came into the bathroom, sweatpants and sweatshirt in hand. She set them on the toilet, and grabbed Niki's wet clothes.
"You shouldn't have messed with him," Flack said. "You know how he is when you piss him off."
"I-I-I didn't think he'd..." Niki started, but when the water hit her back, she was too engrossed with having it hit her whole body.
After her shower Niki put on the sweats Kylie had given her and threw her hair up in the messy bun. She looked into the bathroom mirror and started laughing.
"What's so funny?" Flack asked, looking up at her.
Niki turned to Flack and pulled on her sweatshirt. "It's the sweatshirt. Where's Kylie?" Niki opened the door and shouted her name.
"Oh great, now I'm gonna have to figure this out by using my talents in Kylie, Niki speak." Flack said, rolling his eyes.
The two girls were so close that they would always finish each other stories. They could even have a conversation through facial expressions and incoherent words.
"Yes?" Kylie asked skipping towards the door, a grin on her face. Niki crossed her arms, a smile on hr face as well, and both girls started to laugh.
"What is this?" Flack asked.
"The pants!" Kylie shrieked, clutching her stomach. Danny came out of Kylie's bedroom at the sound of the girls laughing, and raised his eyebrows at the sight of the to gasping for air.
"What the-"
"Don't," Flack started. "You're never going to figure it out. I've been trying for 15 years."
"Yes, the pants," Niki smiled, "But the sweatshirt. This is Mikey D's sweatshirt. Why do you have my ex boyfriend's sweatshirt?"
"Oh my god! I didn't notice!" Kylie said, laughing again, "Remember he was a douche and broke up with you, so you held his sweatshirt hostage."
"And then Jenna puked all over you that one time I had a party at my house." Niki said, finally understanding.
"And you gave me the sweatshirt."
"And you never gave it back, bitch!"
Kylie shrugged her shoulders. "You never asked for it back. But it's all yours now."
"Thanks," Niki said, catching her breath.
"Can we go eat now?"
"Yes," Danny said. "Please, before something else even more weird happens."
"I agree," Flack said, rolling his eyes as he and Danny headed downstairs leaving the two girls alone to continue their laughter.
"Can we not eat? I'm really tired of sitting at the kiddy table." Niki said, heading downstairs.
Kylie rolled her eyes, "Well after what you just did, forget about ever being part of the adult table."
"What if I tried the whole, 'I bet you it's so awkward for Donnie."
"Oh yeah, my Dad's so going to go for that." Kylie said sarcastically.
Niki shrugged, "It's worth a shot."
The girls reached the dinning room and everyone turned toward them. Niki leaned toward Kylie and whispered, "What did we do?"
"You mean what did you do?" Kylie whispered back, abandoning her friend to sit at the adult table next to Danny.
"What a great friend you are," Niki said, as everyone continued to give her the death stare.
"Thanks for getting mashed potatoes stuck in my hair you bitch," Jason glared at Niki.
"Thanks for almost getting me Pneumonia you dick," Niki retorted, reluctantly sitting down at the kiddy table. "Flacks suck sometimes. Except for you Mrs. Flack, and Brent."
Flack rolled his eyes but ignored his girlfriend, while Brent gave Niki a wink earning him a kick under the table from Flack.
"Can you pass the ketchup?" Niki asked Liam's little sister.
"So Daniel," Flack Sr. said, "How are things at work?"
Danny put down his fork and folded his hands. "They're going pretty well. Catching the bad guys."
"Very well," He nodded, "In the running for a promotion anytime soon?"
"Dad!" Kylie shrieked, giving her father a look.
"I'm just making conversation, sweetheart."
"It's fine," Danny assured Kylie. As much as Flack Sr. scared him, he knew he was only looking out for Kylie. No matter how overbearing and protective. Danny was pretty sure if he ever had a daughter, he would be ten times worse. He turned back to Flack Sr. and cleared his throat. "No sir. No promotions for me. I like just where I'm at."
"And why is that? My daughter is slowly making her way up the ladder and you don't like raises?"
"That glass ceiling," Danny said. "It's bullet proof for me, sir. Nobody likes that my brother was a Tanglewood boy."
"So you're a gangster?"
"Dad," Kylie groaned. "He isn't a gangster."
"Hey don't talk about gangsters!" Niki jumped into the conversation, "And besides the mob isn't like "gangster". We just have connections mostly. And besides Tanglewood is weak ass."
"Weak ass?" Flack Sr. asked.
Niki nodded her head, "They aren't mob. They're mostly like a small gang with mob morals. Nothing like my family."
"Thank you for the information, Niki." Flack Sr. nodded.
"I do what I can."
Everyone sat in silence and listened to Flack Sr. and Niki's conversation. Some of them were slightly aware of Niki's mob connections, but they never heard her actually admit it out loud.
"Whoa," Danny shook his head. "Your family is in the mob?"
"We don't talk about the mob, Daniel," Niki shook her head in disapproval. "How dare you bring it up?"
"But you just..."
Niki cut him off. "I did no such thing."
Flack Sr. turned to Jason, who was quietly eating his food, one hand on his wife's leg. "How's work?"
"Good, Pops," Jason nodded his head in between bites. "Nat got her promotion, aint that right babe?"
"That means you guys are ready for another baby," Mrs. Flack smiled.
"Sike," Niki laughed. "Liam and Jamie are enough for big boy over there."
"Did you not just learn your lesson?" Flack sighed, shaking his head.
"Apparently, I'm a lot dumber then I look." Niki gave Flack the Foxx smile.
"That's gotta be tough since you look pretty dumb to begin with." Jason said.
Niki narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when Flack Sr. cleared his throat.
"Niki, how's work going for you?" He asked, changing the subject.
"I'm doing my thing. Busting drug dealers, going undercover, doing raids, getting into fights. You know the usual." Niki explained.
"How's Apollo holding up?"
Niki's smile became wider, "He's kicking ass. And he's had my back so much lately."
"Good, I'm glad I can trust someone in that department to have your back." Flack Sr. nodded, "Donald how is work going for you?"
Flack winced at the sound of his father calling him Donald, but turned and gave Flack Sr. a smile anyway. "Great," he said. "Been pulling a lot of overtime lately, but it'll all pay off soon."
"Better," Niki rolled her eyes. "Leaving me all alone."
"Donald," Mrs. Flack said. "How dare you."
"Hey," Flack said. "She shouldn't be complaining. That overtime money bought her the heart necklace she's wearing right now."
"Whatever," Niki rolled her eyes.
"And Kales?" Flack Sr. asked.
"Good, Daddy," Kylie replied. "Same old, same old. Using my smart brains to put away the bad guys Donnie thinks are murderers."
"We do make a good team," Flack nodded his head.
"When they aren't down each other's throats disagreeing," Danny intruded.
"Or fighting over who loves me more." Niki added.
Brent looked over to Niki and asked, "Why do you keep bringing yourself into the conversation?"
"I don't want people to forget I'm here, at the kiddy table, where I don't belong."
"How could we forget you're here?" Jason asked, "I mean with your big mouth."
"You just want me to beat the shit out of you."
"Children." Flack Sr. said sternly.
Both Jason and Niki bowed their heads and mumbled an apology.
Flack Sr. turned to Ryan, who hadn't spoken much the whole time he'd sat down. "Ryan?" Flack Sr. spoke to his oldest child. "Work?"
"Good, Dad," Ryan assured his father. "Pretty good."
"Are you alright?" Mrs. Flack asked.
"Perfect," Ryan said, finishing his food. "Just a bit tired."
Flack Sr. nodded his head, and finished the rest of his meal. "Who's up for some football?"
"Me!" Niki said, jumping up.
"Nope," Kylie shook her head. "You're in the kitchen with Nat, Mom and me."
"Ew!" Niki whined. "I hate dishes."
"You hate anything involving muscle skills," Flack Sr. said. "Don't worry Niki I cleaned my plate off good for you. "
"Ugh!" Niki groaned. "I hate my life."
"I'll help with the dishes." Danny offered.
"Yes he can take my spot!" Niki said, clapping her hands.
Flack Sr. shook his head, "No Daniel, you're with us."
"All I wanted to do was watch some football." Niki complained, grabbing some plates and moving into the kitchen.
"Oh come on Nik, you love doing the dishes." Natalie smiled. Niki gave her a look. "Let me rephrase that," Nat chuckled, "You like doing the dishes with us, you secretly love girl talk."
"I guess," Niki sighed. "Please don't make me do any work though!"
"If I have to wash and make my hands all pruny, you're drying," Kylie said, piling the boys' plates up as they headed for the living room. Danny stood up and glanced at Kylie. "You'll be fine," she told him, heading for the kitchen.
"Stop being a baby," Niki said, flicking him on the head as she followed Kylie.
"So girls anything new in your lives?" Mrs. Flack asked.
Nat shook her head as she stuck a plate into the water. "Nothing besides the promotion."
"Well I'm figuring Danny and I are pretty serious since he got me Milo." Kylie said. "Speaking of Milo, where are the dogs?"
"Oh they were under the table." Niki said, grabbing a dish and starting to dry it, "The kids were feeding them."
"I bet you were too." Nat giggled.
"Maybe. But to answer your question Mrs. Flack, nothing really, Donnie's been all weird lately."
Kylie rolled her eyes. "When isn't he acting weird?"
"This is a different weird," Niki shook her head as Kylie handed her another plate.
"How?" Nat asked, putting the dishes Niki dried in the cupboard.
"I don't know how to explain it. He's all defensive when I ask how work is, and the other day he freaked out when I told him Tony and I were going out for happy hour. And the other day, I caught him rummaging through his drawer at my apartment all secretive. I went to see what he was hiding, but he must have hid it somewhere else."
"Sounds like Don's got a surprise for you," Mrs. Flack smiled.
"Jace has acted like that before," Natalie shrugged, brushing her blond hair from her face and into a ponytail. "It's like a weird hormonal Flack guy thing."
Niki stopped drying when she felt someone tugging on her pants. She looked down to see Jamie starring up at her.
"Yes?" Niki asked, a smile on her face.
"Can I play with Apollo?" She asked sweetly.
"Of course sweetie. You didn't have to ask."
"Okay! Thanks!" Jamie giggled and wondered back to the family room.
Niki went back to trying dishes and sighed, "So when does this weird hormonal Flack guy thing stop? Or how do I stop it?"
Nat shrugged and glanced at Mrs. Flack both wearing the same grin on their faces. "He'll come around in a bit," Mrs. Flack said.
"Okay, I don't like those grins," Kylie said, pointing from her mother to her sister-in-law.
"Yeah," Niki agreed, "it's definitely creeping me out."
Nat shook her head and then smiled at Niki. "Sorry, you jut gotta let it run its course. Flacks are dorks."
"Yep," Mrs. Flack nodded her head. "Sorry, baby," she said hugging Kylie. "I couldn't save you."
"I don't understand," Niki replied, shaking her head. "I can't sit at the adult table but I can get in on the girl talk. What the hell is this shit?"
"You know I don't make the rules," Mrs. Flack said. "I just follow them."
"That's gotta change," Kylie rolled her eyes. "Daddy's acting like he doesn't even know Danny."
"Well you know how your father is." Mrs. Flack said, "Yes he does know Danny, but he doesn't know the one that is dating his baby girl."
"Still he doesn't have to be a jerk." Kylie pouted.
"Yeah he does!" Niki snorted, "I mean he was a jerk to Tony when I brought him here for some dinner."
Mrs. Flack rolled her eyes, "That's because he wanted you to be dating Donnie if I recall correctly."
"That and Tony is a total douche." Kylie added. "But still, it's Danny and he isn't a douche at all." Kylie said, defending Danny.
Nat smiled and pinched Kylie's cheek. "But you're his wittle baby!" She baby talked to her.
Kylie turned to Mrs. Flack, Nat still pinching her cheeks. "Why couldn't I have been the middle child and have three younger sisters?" she asked.
"That's your father's fault," Mrs. Flack shook her head. "His sperm determines the sex, not my eggs."
"Gross, Ma!" Kylie shrieked, scrunching her face in disgust.
"It's perfectly natural for two people to..."
Kylie covered her mother's mouth. "Please stop, before I vomit and never have sex again."
"I agree with Kylie on that one," Niki nodded her head. "I can't picture Donnie all old like Flack Sr."
"Gross," Nat shuddered.
"Hey," Mrs. Flack spoke. "Your father is a very sexy man."
"Mom!" Kylie warned.
"Sorry," Mrs. Flack sighed.
"God, you're so weird!"
"Can I go watch football now?" Niki asked, pouting her lip.
Mrs. Flack looked around to make sure all the dishes were done. "Yes you may." She nodded.
"Thank you!" Niki chirped. She raced off to the family room. She rolled her eyes when she couldn't find any room on the couch. She sat on the floor in between Flack's legs. "So what did I miss?"
"Nothing you won't see on replays." Brent said, not taking his eyes off the TV.
Danny looked away from the TV to see Kylie standing in the doorway. She nodded her head toward the stairs and started making her way upstairs. Danny excused himself and followed her upstairs.
"Hello," Kylie giggled closing the door behind her.
"Hey," Danny smiled giving her a kiss. She headed towards the bed, and crossed her legs as Danny sat beside her. "Your Dad does not give up," Danny laughed.
"What did he do?" she asked, wincing at the thought of her father embarrassing her.
"He's just been asking me questions," Danny shook his head. Kylie gave him another kiss before Danny pulled away. "I don't know, Kales. The whole having sex with you in your child bedroom was super sexy before I met your father but now..."
Kylie rolled her eyes. "The door is locked and he is watching football." She stood on her knees and pulled her shirt off. "I can be quiet. Can you?"
Danny sighed and kissed Kylie. "I can be quiet."
"Good because I wasn't giving you many options." Kylie giggled. Danny placed his hand on her cheek and kissed Kylie softly. She ran her hands along his finely toned abs.
"You know, Danny," Kylie sighed. "I love when you kiss me all sweet like that," she informed him, eagerly unbuttoning his pants. "But I'm really thinking that we should do this the quick way." She yanked her shoes off her feet, and pulled her pants to her ankles.
Danny raised an eyebrow at Kylie, and watched as she situated herself on the bed.
"What?" Kylie asked when she realized he was staring at her.
"I've never seen you so...demanding."
Kylie blushed a bit, and bit her bottom lip. "Do you like it?"
"Yes," Danny smirked.
"Good," she said. "Because we've got about twenty minutes before Poppa Flack realizes we're both nowhere to be found, and I want you on top of me in ten seconds."
"Yes ma'am," Danny replied, leaning over Kylie and giving her a kiss. "I definitely think I can make it work in twenty minutes. You better keep your mouth shut though."
"Oh I will." Kylie giggled.
"Oh come on! How could you do that?!?" Niki yelled at the TV.
Flack Sr. groaned, "This kid has sucked all season."
"I could have played better then him." Jason said, leaning back on the couch.
Kylie plopped onto the floor next to Niki, and Danny sat besides Flack on the couch. "What just happened?" Kylie asked.
"The Giants are doin' terrible! That's what just happened!" Jason yelled.
Niki leaned towards Kylie and scrunched her nose up. "You smell like sex," she whispered.
"Shhh!" Kylie replied, putting her finger to her lips.
"Dirty," Niki rolled her eyes, turning back to the screen.
"Where did you two go?" Flack Sr. asked Kylie, though he was glaring at Danny.
"I was showing Danny all your trophies and medals," Kylie informed Flack Sr. '"From your army days. He's into that stuff."
"Why is this the first time I'm hearing of this?" Flack Sr. asked, growing very suspicious.
"Oh well, he just told me this recently." Kylie forced a smile.
"What the hell was that?!?" Niki shouted at the TV, hoping Flack Sr.'s attention would go back to the TV.
Flack Sr. turned his head to the TV and watched as a Giant player dropped a perfectly cacheable ball.
"Thank you." Kylie whispered to Niki.
She shrugged, never letting her eyes off the TV.
"This game is ridiculous," Flack Sr. grumbled, grabbing the clicker.
"No!" Niki shouted, wanting to see the outcome of the game.
"Pops' got the right idea," Brent nodded his head. "Rangers it is."
"Like they're doing any better," Niki sighed. "At least I get to stare at Reggie Bush's ass."
"I agree with Niki," Kylie smiled, causing Danny to nudge her in the back of her head with his knee. Kylie pressed her back against the couch, between his legs, and lightly squeezed his hand before turning back to the TV.
"Hello Reggie's fine toned buttocks," Niki smirked as the TV showed Reggie bent over to help out his teammate.
"I'm sitting right here." Flack groaned.
Niki looked up at him, flashing her Foxx grin. "Yes I am aware of that."
Flack smiled and bent down to kiss her on the forehead.
"Ehw guys stop with the cute couple stuff!" Brent groaned, throwing a pillow at the two.
Niki rolled her eyes, "You're just jealous that Donnie has a hot girlfriend who actually gets sports."
"Yeah, yeah we all get that you're a keeper," Jason said, rolling his eyes.
Niki gave Jason a smile. "Yes I am," she agreed. "And Brent's jealous."
"He should be," Flack said, giving Niki another kiss.
"Get a room," Brent continued.
"No," Flack Sr. spoke. "No one will be going in any rooms in my house. You got it? If I see any of you head up those steps without informing me," he warned.
"Yes sir," Danny said, nodding his head.
"Stop calling me sir," Flack Sr. ordered.
Flack leaned over and pulled Niki's hair out of it's ponytail, giving her another kiss on her head.
Kylie rolled her eyes as she felt Danny situating himself trying to kiss her as well, but she refused to look back at him. She didn't want to kiss him in front of her father.
"Fail." Niki sang.
Danny rolled his eyes and kicked Niki in the side.
"Owe!" She whined, "Mr. Flack, Danny just kicked me!"
"Niki shut up!" Kylie growled at her friend.
"Daniel, why would you kick Niki?" Flack Sr. asked sternly.
"She was pissing me off?" Danny said with uncertainty.
Jason smiled at Danny and gave him a nod. "I like him."
Apollo had wandered into the room and gave Niki a look. "You wanna go for a walk buddy?" She asked him. Apollo let out a small bark. "Fine, fine." When she got up, Apollo started jumping around, wagging his tail. "I'll be back in a few!
"Danny?" Kylie asked, turning to face him. "You wanna take Milo out too?"
Danny nodded his head eagerly, and stood up to find Milo, grateful Kylie had given him an out for a few minutes.
"You're going to allow him to go for a walk with Niki without you?" Flack Sr. asked.
Kylie rolled her eyes. "They aren't going out together, Niki already left. And even if they were, Niki is dating Donnie, Dad." Flack Sr. rolled his eyes as Danny picked Milo up from the ground and headed out the back door. "And besides, Niki wouldn't do something like that to me. She is my best friend." Kylie said.
Flack Jr. rolled his eyes. "Yeah Pops, give Niki some more credit, I highly doubt she'd cheat on me."
"I'm not worried about what Niki would do. It's Daniel." Flack Sr. said, "And Donnie you better make your move soon. I don't want you breaking her heart."
"Daddy," Kylie whined, "Have some faith in Danny. He's not the kind of guy you think he is!"
"Don't worry about it," Flack rolled his eyes. "Kales and I know how to handle our own relationships. We don't need help."
"Thanks," Kylie nodded her head. "Someone has some faith in me, damn."
Flack Sr. shook his head, as Brent and Jason sat quietly pretending to watch the game, though they were really listening to the conversation being held in front of them.
"Something about that Daniel I don't like," Flack Sr. shook his head.
"Just because you've arrested his brother doesn't mean he's bad," Kylie started. "He's not."
"Just give up," Flack shook his head. "I've tried putting in a good word. He won't listen."
"This isn't fair." Kylie pouted, "Didn't you pick Niki up one time, before she could be arrested?"
"That's different." Flack Sr. said defensively.
Kylie rolled her eyes. "Daddy, you can't have double standards."
"I'm just looking out for my baby girl."
"I can take care of myself!"
"I never said you couldn't," Flack Sr. spoke, sitting up in his chair. "I just said I'm looking out for you. That's my job as your father. And you're my baby girl. That's what I'm supposed to do."
"It would be totally different if he was a druggie or something. But he isn't. He's a cop for Christ's Sake."
"Don't use the Lord's name in vain, Kylie Anne!"
"You do it all the time," Kylie grumbled, crossing her arms reluctantly over her chest.
"Do as I say, not as I do." He said.
"Why do we have to pick on my boyfriend?" Kylie asked, "I think the poor boy has had enough."
"Oh so do we get to pick on Niki now?" Jason asked a smile on his face.
Kylie let out a groan. "I mean can't you get on Donnie's ass?
"Never," Brent rolled his eyes. "Donnie's the precious child."
"Shut up," Flack said, smacking Brent's head. "You'd be his favorite if you were as attractive as me. Maybe that's why Niki chose me and not you."
"She chose you because you got a gun," Brent said, standing up to fight with Flack. "We both know I'm the better looking and funnier of the two."
"Too bad guns turn her on and not tiny dicks," Flack smirked.
"Boys," Flack Sr. sighed, standing up from his chair. "Both of you sit down. Brent, Flack got the girl. Get over it. Donald, stop rubbing it in your brother's face."
"Yes Dad." Both boys said, sitting back down on the couch.
Flack Sr. rolled his eyes and started heading toward the kitchen.
"Where you going Dad?" Jason asked.
"I'm going to go talk to your mother," He said, "She won't give me all this shit."
"Look what you assholes did. You chased Dad away." Jason said, changing the channel.
Kylie rolled her eyes as she watched Flack and Brent make fists at each other. Niki came into the house, Apollo hurdling into the living room, and lying on the floor next to Kylie, as Niki sat back on the couch. "Where's Flack?" Niki asked.
"You're boyfriends drove him out," Jason rolled her eyes.
"Aw man you guys fought and I missed it?" Niki asked letting out a sigh.
"No," Kylie said. "Dad stopped it before it resulted in fists."
"Oh," Niki nodded her head. "You guys can continue now if you want." Niki said, a smile on her face.
"With pleasure." Brent smirked, standing up from the couch and rolling up his sleeves.
Flack shook his head. "There is now way I'm fighting you. I'll kick your ass."
"Oh really, let's find out."
"Come on, I'm the cop. I can do it, one hand tied behind my back." Flack said, finally standing up.
Kylie leaned forward. "Please tell me you don't think Brent actually has a chance."
Niki smiled, and set her hands behind her head. "Oh we both know who's getting laid after he wins," she grinned.
"Alright," Jason said standing up to ref the fight. "No closed fists, biting, or kicking nuts. We wrestle like the sport, got it boys?" Jason watched as the two nodded their heads. "Now shake hands."
"That's the lamest fight ever!" Niki protested as Flack and Brent shook hands.
"This is how the Flack's fight." Kylie said.
"On my count." Jason said, "One, two, three!"
Brent charged for Flack's stomach, while Flack grabbed his waist and flipped him onto his back. "Seriously?" Flack asked when Brent stood back up, this time charging his legs. But he wasn't strong enough to make Flack fall over.
"Let me in!" Jason said, standing up.
"Now Jason and Donnie," Kylie said nodding her head. "They fist fight."
"Forget Brent!" Niki said. "Kick Jason's ass Donald!"
Danny came into the house, Milo in his arms and sat next to Kylie. "What's going on?"
"Brent and Donnie are fighting over Niki," Kylie filled Danny in, taking Milo from him and setting him in her lap.
"But now Jason is fighting." Danny said, slightly confused.
Kylie shrugged, "Jason got bored with the fact that Brent is a candy ass."
"Am not!" Brent complained, rubbing his ass.
Jason threw the first punch and hit Flack in the cheek. Flack punch back and hit Jason in the nose. The two went back and forth throwing punches at each other.
"I heard fight?" Nat asked, coming into the living room, and smiling at Jason and Flack going at it. "Yes," she nodded her head a smile on her face. "Jason is totally getting some tonight."
"I know," Niki said excitedly. "This is so hot. I can't wait to go home."
"You are so weird," Danny said.
Kylie shook her head. "It'd be totally hot for me if it weren't my brothers fighting."
"So, what if I get into a fight with my brother?" Danny asked a smile on his face.
Kylie shrugged. "You gonna win?"
"Ouch!" Flack said wiping his face free of blood.
"Bitch," Jason laughed aiming for Flack's stomach. Flack kneed him in the gut.
"Yes," Niki smirked. "You go baby."
"My money is on Jason." Nat smiled.
Niki rolled her eyes. "Yeah no, Donnie's a cop, he'll kick Jace's ass!"
"Flack's bigger, I think he has this." Danny added.
Kylie shook her head. "Are you guys really betting on my brothers?"
"Yes." All three said at the same time.
"Well it depends." Kylie said, "I think Donnie's gonna win just because he's fighting over you."
"It's gonna be close," Danny agreed with Kylie.
"Jace knows how to fight," Nat replied.
"He's fighting just to fight. Don's fighting because he wants to get banged tonight," Kylie told Nat. "Donnie's winning. Otherwise, I'd say Jace would dominate."
"We'll have to wait," Brent grumbled clutching his back where he pulled a muscle from being flipped on his back.
"Shut up you baby," all three girls said at once.
Flack Sr. stepped into the living room and let out a curse at his two sons fighting. "What did I say about fighting over Niki?"
"Oh, Daddy. This is Donnie and Jason. It's totally different than Brent and Donnie," Kyle explained. "They aren't gonna get hurt too bad. Where as Brent the baby would."
"I'm gonna kill you," Brent growled at Kylie.
"No you aren't," Kylie rolled her eyes. "I'm the twin with the gun."
"And she's the twin with a best friend who'll kick anyone ass for her!" Niki added.
Brent rolled his eyes and got up from the couch. He winced in pain and he limped to the kitchen to get a pack of ice for his back.
"So who's everyone betting on?" Flack Sr. asked, taking Brent's seat.
"Three for Donnie and one for Jace." Kylie said.
"I'm pretty sure I can figure out who chose who."
"Come on Donnie!" Niki cheered, "Show Jace what's what!"
Flack grabbed Jason and put him in a chokehold. He smirked as he felt Jason wiggling under him. "Say Uncle!" Flack shouted.
"Never!" Jason said, trying to elbow Flack in the gut.
"Uncle!" Flack shouted. "Say it!"
"No!" Jason said, kicking at Flack's feet.
"Say it!" Niki squealed jumping up. "Come on, just say it!"
"Don't baby, don't say it," Nat yelled, her face just inches from Jason's. "Come on, ball chain."
"No fair!" Niki yelled. "Her dad was the wrestling coach!"
Kylie jumped up when Brent set his hand under Flack's groin and lifted his leg up. "Ankle pick!" Kylie shouted to Flack. "Now, Donnie!" she glanced to Niki. "And I was wrestling manager," she grinned, giving Niki a high five.
"Wow, while I was actually doing sports, you just watched them." Niki laughed.
Kylie rolled her eyes, "I didn't just watch, I managed."
"Come on say Uncle already!" Flack shouted again.
"Don't do it honey! You can get out!" Nat yelled, trying to cheer Jason on.
Flack Sr. shook his head. "There is no way Jason is getting out of this."
"Not gonna lie, I'm kind of hoping a shirt gets ripped off or something." Niki said, winking at Nat.
Nat nodded in agreement. "I'm with you on that girl!"
"Kales," Flack pleaded for help.
"Tickle his armpits!" she yelled
"Okay! Okay I give up! Uncle uncle uncle uncle," Jason yelled at the thought of being tickled. He could tolerate anything but that.
"Yes!" Niki shouted giving Flack a sloppy kiss.
"Yes." Flack smirked, wrapping his arm around her.
"My boyfriend's better then your husband!" Niki sang, taunting Nat. Nat stuck out her tongue. "Bitch."
"Story of my life."
Mrs. Flack walked out of the kitchen to see her two sons bleeding and blood on the carpet. Her eyes grew wide and she put her hands on her hips.
"Boys." She said sternly, "Brent you clean up the floor. Donald and Jason go to separate bathrooms and clean yourselves up."
"Yeah, we don't want Donnie to get an ass whooping in round two." Jason threatened.
Flack laughed at his brother. "As if! I could kick your ass again and again and again!"
"Why do I gotta clean up!" Brent whined. "That aint my blood!"
"Don't you argue with me Matthew," Mrs. Flack snarled at Brent.
"Ohh you got called by your middle name!" Kylie sang squeezing Brent's cheeks. "You're in trouble Matthew!"
"Ma!" Brent whined as he reluctantly headed for the kitchen to get some warm soapy water.
Niki followed Flack into the bathroom to help clean him up.
"Baby that is so hot," she smiled broadly as she pressed her hand to his cheek to check out his bruised jaw.
"Yeah, but it hurts like a bitch." He complained, washing the blood off his face.
Niki wrapped her arms around his waist. "You want me to kiss it and make it better?" She asked.
Flack nodded his head. Niki went up on her tiptoes and placed a kiss on his cheek.
"You should get into fights more often, especially when I'm around."
Flack rolled his eyes. "I'll be sure to call you up next time I chase a perp," he said sarcastically.
"Okay," Niki smiled eagerly, a twinkle in her eyes. Flack gave her a childish grin and pressed a kiss to her lips.
"So what's my reward for beating both of my brothers up?"
"You only beat Jace up technically," Niki told Flack. "And your reward is a night of me doing whatever you want."
"Whatever?" Niki nodded her head a smile on her face, her arms wrapped around Flack's waist. "Oh babe," Flack chuckled. "You and I are gonna be doing some kinky shit tonight."
"I'll be waiting." Niki smiled. She gave Flack one last kiss and skipped out of the bathroom. Flack watched as she skipped away and when she was out of sight he went back to cleaning his face.
"So Danny is Christmas like this with your parents?" Nat asked.
Danny shook his head. "Nah, definitely not."
Niki skipped into the room, a broad smile on her face.
"Looks like someone is gonna have some crazy fun tonight." Kylie said, laughing.
"Who's Flack won the fight?" Niki asked, "Oh that would be mine. Who's gonna be doing some kinky shit tonight? Oh that would be me!"
"Niki."
Niki turned to Flack Sr. and gave him a sheepish smiled, "Sorry." She said, shrugging.
Flack Sr. shook his head as Niki turned a light shade of red.
Danny turned towards Flack Sr. "Kylie and I don't do that stuff, Mr. Flack and I sure as hell wouldn't brag. That's dirty and wrong."
Niki rolled her eyes. "Burying a bigger hole, Messer," she said patting him in the back as Kylie turned a scarlet read and burred her head in her hands. "Danny," she sighed, instead of "Daddy" for the first time that night.
"You know, usually he's a smooth talker, especially with the ladies." Niki smirked, wiggling her eyebrows.
Flack Sr. raised an eyebrow. "Really now."
"I'm going to kill you." Kylie said, standing up from the couch.
Niki smirked. "You gotta catch me first!" She took off through the house, Kylie following her.
Flack Sr. Glared at Danny, who was whispering his apologies. "I'm sorry Mr. Flack,"
"It's Big Don or Puck."
"Puck?" Danny asked raising an eyebrow.
Flack Sr. Shook his head "Only the greatest goalie of all time, Mr. Messer. You're lookin right at Nancy Highs' most save goals' record keeper. Since 1943."
"I've got most strike outs in the state," Danny shrugged. "Does that impress you?"
"Baseball is for pansy little boys who can't fight."
"Hey Kevin kicked Donnie's ass when he found out we were dating!" Niki shouted as she ran by the couch.
Flack Sr. rolled his eyes, "Kevin also should have gone to the majors."
"Danny too!" Kylie shouted when she ran by the couch. "And any brother can kick the ass of the guy that's dating his sister!" She shouted at Niki as she kept chasing her.
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's no big deal." Danny shrugged.
"Well what the hell happened? DNA cells are more interesting?" Flack Sr. snorted.
Danny shook his head. "I broke the lower disk in my back diving into home plate the night after I signed on with the Mets. The catcher stepped right on my back. Been staring through a microscope ever since."
Flack nodded his head, gaining some respect for Danny. "Mets suck anyway," Flack said, not letting Danny catch on to his nice streak. "Maybe that's why they picked your sucky ass."
"Go ask Kevin Foxx how much I sucked." Danny said, getting annoyed with Flack Sr. He was tired of being the nice guy and he was tired of all of Flack Sr.'s shit. And now he was talking about his baseball skills.
"Maybe I will." He was surprised Danny even knew who Niki's brother was.
"He'll tell you I made him shake in his cleats every time he went up to bat." Danny nodded his head, a smirk on his face.
Flack Sr. raised an eyebrow. "I'm sure that boy was shaking." He said sarcastically. "All 6 feet of him."
Danny let out a snort "His 6 feet wasn't a match for my curve ball. I had Charlie Manuel lookin' at me for the Phillies, the Yanks the whole damned tri-state area. I chose the Mets because they were a family team, no matter how much more money I'd of gotten with the damned Yanks. The Mets may not be all that good, but there's one thing they got the Yanks don't. Love for the game."
Flack Sr. quietly nodded his head and stood up from his favorite chair without a word. The kid had guts, he decided. It may have taken Flack Sr. a bit to probe them out, but the kid stood up for what he loved, and he couldn't argue that, he already tried.
Danny didn't know what else to say. Or what to do for that matter. The room was silent and Danny was honestly afraid to move. Suddenly you could hear footsteps racing to the family room. Niki suddenly came flying over the couch. She slid to a stop and turned around to see Kylie coming up behind her. She followed the same move as Niki, but caught her foot on the couch. She was falling to the ground when Danny grabbed her arm and pulled her upright. Kylie looked up at Danny and smiled.
Niki leaned up to Flack Sr. and whispered, "Aw Kylie fell for him. No pun intended." She turned on her heels and started heading toward the kitchen. "I'm getting some brownies!"
"Oh you brought hash brownies again?" Kylie asked, giggling.
"Fuck you."
"Brownies?" Danny asked perking his head to the side. He glanced at Kylie who nodded her head. "And cupcakes," she promised him and let out a giggle as he hurried into kitchen.
"I take it he likes your cupcakes?" Flack Sr. Smiled at his daughter.
Kylie rolled her eyes "Don't act like I didn't just hear you insult him," Kylie said, crossing her arms over her chest.
Flack Sr. rolled his eyes. "That's my job," he informed her.
"Yeah well you're pretty damned good at it. Just leave him alone."
Flack Sr. smiled at his daughter and put his arm around her shoulder. "Don't worry sweetie. He's starting to grow on me."
"Dad, you've known him since before we started dating."
He nodded his head. "That is true, but he wasn't dating you. He's seems to be alright."
Kylie rolled her eyes as they reached the kitchen. She let out a laugh at the sight of Danny with three cupcakes on his plate and a glass of milk in his hand. "Babe, these are so fuckin' good," he mumbled through his bites. "I could eat them all myself."
"Please don't," Kylie pleaded. "I don't know how I'll take to a fat Danny."
Niki let out a laugh "The same way you handled fat Nick. With a break up."
"Please continue," Flack Sr. said earning a glare from Kylie.
"I better stop after four then," Danny joked.
"Don't worry Dan-o I like ya. You can do my rigorous workout to keep Kylie in your be...arms." Niki said, catching herself at the last second.
"Smooth babe." Flack chuckled, before stuffing his face with brownies.
"If you get fat I will break up with you." Niki said seriously, "No hesitation."
Kylie giggled at Flack's reaction. "She's serious too, you know. Like I remember this one time when a fat kid..."
"Let's not talk about this." Niki interrupted her.
"Fine," Kylie rolled her eyes. She sat besides Danny and stole one of his cupcakes.
"Hey," Danny whined.
"I think three is more than enough," Kylie informed him taking the wrapper off. "You fatty. Better get to Niki's work out and quick."
"I can think of other workouts I'd rather be doing," Danny informed her, resulting in a smack to the head.
"Talk about my sister like that," Flack warned.
"I'll do more than talk about her," Danny said, eating his third and final cupcake.
"Guys there are old people in the room!" Niki said.
"Excuse me?" Mr. and Mrs. Flack said.
Kylie started giggling at her best friend. Danny let out a loud laugh, glad all the eyes were off him.
Niki blushed slightly. "Did I say old? Obviously you both miss heard me. I said, cold people. And when I say cold people I'm talking about Jason. Duuh!"
"Smooth Nik, real smooth." Brent laughed.
"Nope," Niki shook her head, setting her hand in front of Brent's face. "You're a wimp. I only talk to strong and sexy Flacks."
"Not cool," Brent grumbled. "I can't help it I'm not a fighter. I'd rather use my kind words."
"That's it," Kylie rolled her eyes sarcastically. "It's not because Nat's Dad made you cry the first day of practice freshman year."
"Not cool!" Brent said again.
Nat let out a laugh. "That was pretty pathetic, wasn't it?" she agreed. "Jace, though. He and Don dominated. I knew I'd be marrying one of them."
"I'm glad you picked the ugly douche bag one to marry." Niki smiled.
"Anything to help you out girl." Nat said sarcastically.
"I'd knew eventually one day I would get Donnie into bed." She nodded, "And I did! And Mr. and Mrs. Flack you did not just hear that."
Mrs. Flack rolled her eyes. "Sweetie I am clearly aware of what you and my son do." "Donnie! you tell your mom bout our bedroom adventures?" Niki squealed punching Flack.
"No," Flack shook his head.
"Oh no, dear," Mrs. Flack said. "If he's anything like Puck..."
"Mom," Kylie scolded.
"Besides, Niki. We all know that you are a slut."
"Mrs. Flack!" Niki said, pressing her hand to her mouth. "You're crazy! Never in a million years would I randomly sleep with men!"
"Sweetheart, please don't play dumb." She said, shaking her head. "It's clearly obvious."
"Mrs. Flack, I'm utterly hurt you think this about me." Niki sniffled.
Jason rolled his eyes. "Yeah Ma, didn't you know, Niki's like the Virgin Mary."
"Please, I am well aware of what you did in college."
"Mrs. Flack knew before me?!?" Danny asked.
She nodded her head, "It was obvious."
"Well it's a good thing Donnie likes strippers and sluts." Nat joked.
Niki stuck her tongue out at Nat, and then turned to Flack. "What guy in his right mind wouldn't want a porn star in bed? Oh right your husband."
Nat rolled her eyes and finished her cake. "Porn star in bed is totally different than what you are. You're just.... porn star all the time. Me? I'm classy. A cat in the kitchen and a Lion in the bed."
"Donnie and I have tiger sex and it's better than lion sex. We're allowed to do it other places than the bed."
"I'm leaving the room." Flack Sr. moaned, grabbing a cupcake before he left.
"Aren't lions like together forever or something?" Danny asked.
"Until a bigger stronger hotter male lion comes along." Kylie answered him.
Niki got a wicked smile. "Hey Jace, you better watch out. I mean since you and Nat have lion sex. Just watch out for those bigger and hotter male lions."
"Yeah well tigers are whores!" Jason yelled, "They get laid by different tigers all the time."
"Tigers have stripes," Brent concluded, nodding his head. "And beards. That makes them sexier than lions."
"I agree," Flack nodded his head. "Tigers are sexier than lions. Sorry Natalie."
"Well, Kylie is a Panther. They're the sexiest," Danny said, causing Kylie to let out a laugh. "They're black and slick."
"You're gay," Flack coughed, causing Danny to slap him.
"Oh another fight!" Niki pleaded, clapping her hands.
"No," Kylie shook her head. "If Danny fights anyone tonight it needs to be with a non blood relative," she informed Niki.
"Oh, we could make that work," Niki said rolling her sleeves up. "Let's go Messer."
"Like I would fight you." Danny laughed, "I could take you out in seconds."
"Twenty bucks says Niki punches him." Flack whispered to his siblings.
"Oh you silly little boy." Niki smirked. She tightened her fist and swung it at Danny, hitting him in the face.
"Jesus Christ!" Danny cried, grabbing his face. "That hurt like a bitch."
"Take it like a man you wuss," Niki said, clenching her fists for another punch.
"Nik," Kylie sighed. "Please don't beat my boyfriend up. It'll just give Dad another reason to hate him."
"You and me," Niki said, eyeing Danny down. "We're gonna finish this up later. You better sleep with one eye open," she warned.
"Damn," Jason said. "you just got punched in the face by a girl."
"Your next!" Niki shouted, standing up.
"Niki," Flack said. "I already kicked his ass, you don't gotta, babe."
"But I like beating people up." Niki whined.
Flack rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around Niki. "I'm the boyfriend, I'm suppose to beat the shit out of people for you."
"Yeah I let Jace beat people up for me all the time." Nat said, smiling.
"Candy ass Jace?" Brent asked.
Jason gave his younger brother a look. "Don't mess with me twerp."
"Can you guys be nice to Brent just once?" Kylie asked trying to stick up for her brother. "Jeeze. He just wants in on the conversation."
"He's a wuss," Jason replied. "And he's the baby so he gets picked on."
"I'm the baby," Kylie said.
"You're Kales though," Nat replied. "And Brent is...Brent. We pick on Brent and you mother him. It's how it's always been."
"Yeah Kales," Niki started. "Don't mess with the food chain."
"Food chain?" Kyle asked. "No one better be eating anyone here."
Danny opened his mouth but decided to shut it, knowing he'd be punch by all of the Flacks if he said the dirty thought on his mind. "Cannibalism?" he said instead, "You Flacks are weird."
"Well Donnie eats..." Niki started to say.
"Don't you dare go there." Kylie warned her.
"Please don't." Jason agreed.
Nat rolled her eyes. "Maybe I wanted to know guys?"
"No you don't." Jason said.
Danny grinned at Niki and gave her a high five. "You two have dirty minds," Kylie sighed.
"I know," Flack agreed. "But Kales, you do always say something that turns out to be dirty."
"It's your minds," Kylie defended herself. "I can't help all you guys think about is sex.
"Aw, babe," Danny said. "I can't help it your too hot for me not too," Kylie stuffed a cupcake in his mouth before he could finish any sentence he was thinking up. She scrunched her face in disgust as he chewed with his mouth open.
"You're very unattractive sometimes," she informed him, causing him to give her a boyish grin.
"You two are gross," Jason said, shaking his head. "Always calling each other babe and kissing. Ehw."
"We were like that," Nat rolled her eyes. "and then the sex got boring."
"Sex gets boring when you're married?!?" Niki gasped, "I'm never getting married ever."
Nat's eyes grew wide. She knew what Flack wanted to do. And she could have just blown his chances. Or at least any of the guts he had to do it.
"Yeah, it does get kind of boring." Jason nodded his head.
"But then!" Nat said suddenly getting excited. "Oh what's that? A little baby in your arms! And then you don't have sex for like a month and then oh boy the sex is better forever! Yayyy, fun sex."
Jason glanced at his wife, and gave her a strange look. "Are you high?"
"High off you, sexy."
"Nat what the fu-" Jason started but Nat kicked him under the table causing him to shut his mouth.
"Oh my God," Kylie said, looking from Nat to Flack, understanding what was going on.
"Oh, okay," Niki shrugged, returning to her brownies. "I guess a month isn't that bad. As long as I have brownies."
"I'll make you brownies everyday!" Kylie said, clapping her hands. She had finally figured everything out and it made her happy.
Danny scrunched his eyebrows. "Did I just miss something?"
"Yeah, you did." Jason said, "But don't worry man, I missed it too."
"Me too!" Niki said, raising an eyebrow at Flack, "And I don't like it."
"Well get over it!" Kylie snapped at her.
"Whoa girl."
Danny shook his head. "You're on something tonight," he said. "Miss mood swings."
Nat shrugged her shoulders. "It's Christmas Day, and we've been up since like 6 in the morning. No shit we're all moody," she started.
"It's actually December 26th," Niki informed everyone, glancing at the clock that read 12:09. "Has been for 9 minutes."
"Thanks miss smarty pants," Nat replied.
"No problem," Niki cheered.
"Well she's my miss smarty pants." Flack smiled, kissing Niki on the cheek.
Jason rolled his eyes. "Oh hey someone thinks you're smart! That's one out of a million!"
"Jason," Niki glared at him, "I will hurt you. Especially since it isn't Christmas anymore."
"And I will throw you in the snow again. And it's gonna be even colder now."
"You'd have to catch me first." Niki said, getting ready to race out of her chair.
"Nope," Jason said. "I'm saving my energy to chase my wife later on."
"Gross," Kylie said, scrunching her face.
"Look!" Niki said jumping out of her chair and standing in the threshold of the kitchen. "I can't believe I didn't notice earlier. Mistletoe. Donnie come kiss me!"
Flack rolled his eyes as he stood up. "Why, I think we've been doing that enough today."
"Please don't do this in front of me." Jason groaned.
"Hey Flack, it'll be like The Ranger's game!" Danny laughed.
Nat's eyes grew wide. "I saw that! Jeezs Donnie, you like assaulted Niki with your tongue."
"Come on babe." Niki said, tugging on Flack's shirt, "Let's make all your brothers jealous."
Niki stood on her tiptoes to give Flack a kiss, which he happily accepted, running his tongue along the inside of her teeth, as she squeezed his shirt tighter, and ran her hands along his cheek. After they pulled away, Niki leaned in for another kiss, and lightly bit his lower lip.
"Bout damned time you two pulled away," Flack Sr. said from the family room. "That how its gonna be at your wedding too? Assaulting each other with your tongues. Disgusting."
Niki let out a giggle, and kissed Flack's neck, as he wrapped his arms around her. "If we ever got married," Niki laughed. "Prepare to be sitting there watching us make-out for about an hour."
Flack gave Niki a smile, and kissed the top of her head.
"I'm not going to that wedding," Jason gagged.
"Who said you would be invited?" Niki said.
"Oh burn." Danny laughed.
Kylie giggled. "Would you like some ice for that burn?" She added.
"How old are we?" Jason asked.
"Do you want actual age or maturity age?" Kylie asked.
Kylie gave Nat a smile, "Have you not learned that Niki and I don't really give a damn about our actual age? It's why we've created a maturity age."
"Of 6?" Jason asked.
Niki shook her head, "Of 21."
"Nice," Danny smirked. "Drinking age. 21-year-old blondes are the best-" Danny stopped talking when he felt Kylie's icy eyes glaring at him. "Best at nothing," Danny said. "I like the brunettes. They know how to have fun."
"You lie," Kylie told him, rolling her eyes. "That was not a nice save at all."
"Yeah seriously Daniel." Niki shook her head. "Brunettes are hotter, sexier, and we're definitely better in bed than any blondes!"
"Excuse me!" Nat scoffed.
Niki rolled her eyes. "Well we definitely make better strippers."
"How does that work?" Danny asked.
"I dunno." Niki shrugged. "I had more regulars then the blondies at the club."
"That's because blondies need fake boobs," Nat explained. "Well, not me. I lucked out. But most of them...all fake boobs."
"These babies are real," Niki giggled, rubbing her boobs. "Right babe?"
Flack nodded his head, a grin on his face. "Helll yeah they're real."
"You're right," Danny nodded his head. "Every blonde I ever..." he glanced at Kylie. "met has had fake boobs. Save for you Nat."
"You were gonna say one night stand," Kylie told him.
"Was not."
"Were too."
"Kylie, he's a guy. He had a sex life before you." Niki rolled her eyes.
Kylie gave her friend a look.
"I mean come on, I had a amazing sex life before Donnie." Niki smiled at the memories.
"Oh yeah?" Kylie asked.
"Chyeaah! It was filled with one night stands, no commitments, fuck buddies, booty calls. Oh it was fun."
Kylie rolled her eyes. "I'm never going to fully understand you."
Flack let out a grunt at Niki smiling. "Me either. I remember my one night stands and I've never grinned like that over one of them..." Flack stopped. "Oh wait there was one," he smirked, causing Niki to punch him.
"Only I can have those memories."
"See!" Kylie said, resting her case. "Admit it, you're just a tiny, tiny bit jealous."
"Am not," Niki said. "Because he's all mine now."
"So you think," Flack grinned causing Niki to punch him again. "Babe? Does that mean I gotta call it off with the blonde I've got on the side?"
Niki turned and glanced at Nat. "You bitch stealing all the Flacks."
"Not me," Nat laughed. "Jason is the one and only Flack for me."
"I'm kidding with you," Flack smiled, giving Niki a kiss. "You're the only one for me."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
"Good, cause if you weren't, I'd kill you." Niki said.
Flack kissed her again. "I know you would."
"Ew you two, stop." Jason gagged.
"Oh shut up." Nat said, smacking him in the arm. "We use to be cute like to that too. What happened?"
"You realized Jason is a douche." Niki stated.
"Jeezs Jason, Niki's been owning you all night." Danny laughed.
Jason rolled his eyes. "At least I didn't get punched in the face, by a girl."
"I don't think we can consider Niki a girl when she flat out punches someone." Kylie giggled, "I mean she can throw a punch."
"I wouldn't want to be on her bad side," Flack shook his head in agreement with Kylie. "I mean I'm on her good side and she punches me at least ten times a day."
"Imagine her punching you in the face," Danny sighed, holding his nose.
"Oh, no," Flack shook his head, I'm quite alright, thank you."
"Hey that's the one thing I've always liked about Niki." Jason said.
Niki winked at Jason. "Thanks babe."
"Never hit on me again."
"You wish I was always hitting on you when we were kids." Niki smirked.
"Um Niki, I think you were too busy trying to get in Donnie's pants. Just saying." Kylie smiled.
"Hey. It happened," Niki said, giving Flack a smile. "So shut up before I punch you next."
"You will not," Kylie laughed. "You've been saying that since we were kids. "How many times have you actually followed through with that threat?" Kylie waited but Niki didn't respond. "Exactly. You could never hurt me on purpose."
"Whatever." Niki rolled her eyes, "At least I've punched so many guys for you in life."
"Yes, and I appreciate it very much."
"Anytime babe." Niki said. She rested her head on Flack's shoulder and yawned.
Oh, stop," Nat shook her head yawning as well. "Yawns are so contagious."
Jason yawned as well. "Where are the kids?" He asked Nat.
"They're probably playing with the puppies."
"Great. You know what Liam's asking for on his birthday," Jason rolled his eyes.
"No. What?" Kylie asked.
"Funny," Jason rolled his eyes. "I can hear him already. Dad dog. Dad dog. Dog dad."
"I think he could use a dog," Nat disagreed with her husband.
"Ever kid deserves a dog in life." Niki said, snuggling up next to Flack.
"No, they're dirty and expensive and need a lot of work." Flack said.
"But it's so worth it!" Kylie clapped.
Niki nodded her head. "Totally is. Oh! And if your girlfriend ask for a dog, you should always get her one."
"No," Flack shook his head. "No, no no no no."
"I'm gonna win this," Niki informed Flack.
"I'm not going down without a fight," Flack told her. "And you can tell me you're gonna win, but I swear. If yu come home with another dog, I'm sending it back."
"You would not," Niki informed him.
"Wanna try me?"
"If I can guilt you into sex I can guilt you into keeping a dog." Niki said.
Jason leaned away from Niki and Flack and asked, "How long have they been fighting over this?"
"Ever since I told Niki to watch Milo until Christmas Eve." Danny said.
"Oh so this is your fault, I see." Nat smiled, "Nicely done."
"I try," Danny shrugged, finishing his glass of milk.
"No, you can guilt me into sex because in actuality I wanted that sex," Flack continued to argue with Niki. "In actuality I never will want a dog, and I know now abut your fake tears."
"You didn't want sex at all! All you wanted to do was go to sleep. None of my usual moves worked!" Niki said.
"Great now we're gonna have to listen to them argue about who wanted sex." Jason rolled his eyes.
Kylie shook her head. "Thanks a lot Danny."
"I'm sorry," He shrugged, "How was I suppose to know this would happen?"
Brent suddenly got a devilish grin. "Hey Nik, if we were dating, I'd get you a dog that second the words crossed your lips."
"Shut the hell up, Brent," Flack growled. "I'll kicked your asss again."
Niki turned towards Brent and gave him a grin. "I don't think I like you anymore Donnie," she said, heading towards Brent. Flack grabbed her wrist, and puled her back to him.
"You and I both know you like when I tell you no. It gives you a little challenge to break me into lettin' you win."
Niki stood in between Brent and Flack, turning her head from both men, as if she was trying to make a decision.
"I don't know." Niki shrugged, "Being with Brent would make things easier."
"Oh she's using Brent!" Kylie whispered to everyone. She knew Niki all to well.
Nat raised an eyebrow. "How is she using Brent."
"You're seriously gonna sleep with my brother so you can get a dog?" Flack asked raising an eyebrow.
Niki scrunched her eyebrows in protest. That was the part where he was supposed to give in. She needed to think quick. "I had sex with you and you didn't give me a dog."
"If you take one step closer towards Brent, I swear you'll never get a fucking dog, let alone ever ever sleep with me again," Flack informed Niki.
"Seriously?" Niki asked. "You wanna fight with me in front of your family on Christmas Day?"
"Actually, it's December 26th. You should know, you're the one who pointed it out." Flack said.
Niki's eyes narrowed. "Way to be a douche."
"I try."
"Well first of all," Niki said, starting to lean more toward Brent, "I'm still living on my own. I can get a dog any God damn time I want. I was just being nice and asking you. And secondly you can't tell me what the fuck to do."
Jason got up from his chair and went to the pantry to find a bag of popcorn. He decided this fight was popcorn worthy.
"I'm not telling you what to do. I'm informing you of what will happen if you perform certain actions. And I told you before. Go ahead and get a dog, I'll never step foot into your place again. And don't even give me the 'I'm living on my own' bullshit. The last time I went to my apartment was three months ago to clean out the fridge."
"I pay all my own fucking bills. You don't pay one dime to live in that house."
Flack pulled his wallet from his back pocket, and handed Niki all of his cash. "Now I contribute," he said, pulling out his credit card as well. "The PIN is 1117."
"That's Niki's birthday," Kylie whispered to Danny.
"Oh man." Danny whispered back.
Niki folded her arms and stared Flack down. "Your PIN number is my birthday? How did that happen?"
"I'm sensing that this fight is at the resolution." Danny said, nodding his head.
Flack shrugged. "Well Niki, when you get a credit card they ask you to choose 4 digits as the Pin."
"No," Niki shook her head. "I want to know why you chose my birthday."
"Because."
"That's a kindergarten answer."
"What does it matter why? The point is it is."
Niki rolled her eyes. "Because it does!"
"Real kindergarten answer," Flack replied.
"And now we have a kindergarten fight going on." Kylie giggled, shaking her head.
"Oh my God! Why do you have to be so stubborn!" Niki complained.
Jason nudged Danny with his elbow. "Look who's talking."
"So true. This fight is gonna go on forever." Danny laughed.
"I don't understand why you just can't tell me why you chose my birthday." Niki said, rolling her eyes.
"Me? Stubborn?" Flack asked. "I don't understand why you just can't let it go. Why does it matter what numbers I chose? Maybe I just like ones and sevens."
Kylie glanced at Nat and rolled her eyes. Only Flack and Niki could have a fight ranging from subject to subject without screaming at each other.
"Forever," Kylie sighed. "They're gonna be fighting forever."
"That's the stupidest answer ever."
"Well, what's your pin?" Flack asked Niki, folding his arms as well.
"No, I asked you a question first. You have to answer it before I answer yours." Niki said.
"Someone should think about ending this." Jason said, "We're running out of popcorn."
Kylie shook her head. "No way am I."
Everyone else nodded their head in agreement. Whoever tried to interrupt the fight would get their head bitten off by the both of them.
"Maybe Dad could do it." Jason suggested.
Kylie nodded, "Or Mom."
"They're just gonna fight in the car," Danny told Kylie and Jason. "And it's more entertaining if they do it here."
"Because, Niki. Just because. You don't need to analyze every little thing I do to prove that I hate you. Because I don't. We've already had this same fucking fight ten hundred times before. Obviously it's 1117 because I was thinking of you when I changed it, and I think of you every second of everyday. It's just 1117, get over it. It just is."
Niki scrunched her eyebrows in disgust. "We're leaving," she said, storming out of the kitchen.
"Wait a second, that's it?" Jason asked, "Oh come on it was getting to the good part!"
Nat sat there, mouth wide open. "There was no resolution! No make-up kiss! What the hell!"
"Ugh," Kylie groaned. "They suck at fighting."
"Do not," Niki stumbled back into the kitchen to grab her coat. "God, it's called angry sex."
Flack came strolling back into the kitchen to grab his coat as well. "I'm not having angry sex with you."
"Yes you are," Niki shouted, throwing Apollo's leash at him. "Get the dog!"
"No!" Flack laughed. "He's gonna eat me."
"You're getting the fucking dog." Niki yelled at him.
"No, I'm not."
"Apollo!" Niki shouted. Soon the beast came sprinting into the kitchen. He went sliding across the kitchen floor and stopped at Niki's feet. She bent down and leashed Apollo up. "Way to be a candy ass."
"Being afraid of Apollo does not make you a candy ass." Jason mumbled to himself.
"I heard that," Niki snarled, eyeing Jason down. "Well we're leaving. By guys, we had a great Christmas."
"Bye," Kylie smiled, waving at Niki and Flack.
"Ours was pretty great too. Up until you had the worst fight ever!" Jason said, hugging Niki and then giving Flack a hand shake. "See yah later bro."
"Peace," Flack said, hugging Kylie and Nat. "See yah at work Dan-o."
"See ya man!" Danny waved. Once Niki and Flack had left the house Danny smiled and said, "Well that was fun."
"I feel like every year someone gets into a fight at some Flack function." Nat said, putting the cupcakes and brownies away.
Jason shrugged, "I think you're right."
"It makes sense," Kylie nodded, "I mean all Flack's are stubborn. I guess it's not a Flack function until someone fights."
"That's true," Nat agreed, wiping down the kitchen table. "It's usually Flack and Niki though. Poor guy, she never gives him a break."
"He's a prick though," Brent said. "If she wants a dog, she should get a dog."
"Brent I swear if you give her a dog, I will disown you as a twin," Kylie said letting out a yawn as she stood up to help Nat clean.
"I would if I had the money for a dog." Brent said, standing up from the table. "I'm out of here. See ya all at New Years... I think." Brent said his goodbyes and left the house.
"Well Niki should give him a break, I mean the damn guy is trying to build up the nerves to propose to her." Danny said, rolling his eyes. He stood up from the table and started helping Nat and Kylie out.
"You knew," Kylie shrieked, dropping the glass in her hand, luckily falling into the sink.
"Yeah," Danny shrugged. "I mean I am Flack's best man."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Kylie asked. Picking the cup up to hand wash it.
"Because he's your brother and he wanted to tell you on his own," Danny shrugged. "And I didn't think it was a big deal until he actually worked up the nerve. I mean just because the boy got a ring doesn't mean he's ready yet."
"He got her a ring?" Kylie asked.
"Yes he has a ring." Danny rolled his eyes, "He keeps it in his pocket most of the time."
"He already has a ring." Nat sighed.
Kylie held her hands to her mouth. "Oh my god! He should just do it already!
"I wanna see the ring!" Nat said.
"Why isn't he just gonna ask her?" Kylie asked excitedly. "They're meant to be!"
"He doesn't wanna just do it, Kales," Danny rolled his eyes. "You know how Niki is. What if she says no? That'll break his heart."
"If she says no I will hurt her." Kylie growled.
Danny smiled at Kylie, "That's what I said to him. That she's gonna say no the first time, then talk to you, you're gonna make her say yes, then boom they're getting hitched."
"Aw I can't wait for another wedding!" Nat jumped, clapping her hands.
"We aren't going to be invited, remember?" Jason, said trying to burst his wife's bubble.
Nat shook her head, "No, you weren't invited. Niki likes me!"
"And who's your plus one gonna be?" Jason asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Not you," Nat informed him. "I'll take Liam as my date."
"Aww," Kylie said. "Liam is gonna be so excited he loves Niki!"
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves. She's gotta say yes."
"She's gonna," Kylie said smacking Danny in the head. "We should probably head on out. It's late, and Mom and Dad probably wanna go to bed."
"Yeah," Nat agreed we're leaving too. Babe go round up the kids please."
"Yes ma'am," Jason said standing up.
"I'm boycotting the wedding," Brent said hugging Kylie.
"You leaving??" Mrs. Flack asked heading into the kitchen.
"Yeah mom," Kylie said hugging her mother.
"Well thanks for coming kids." Mrs. Flack smiled, hugging everyone goodbye. "And Brent if you do anything to screw up that wedding I will disown you."
"Yes Mom." Brent sighed, rolling his eyes.
Flack Sr. walked into the kitchen and asked, "Is everyone leaving?"
"Yeah Dad." Brent said.
"About time," Flack Sr. said, hugging Natalie and then Kylie. He willingly grabbed Danny's hand and gave him a handshake. "Good to see you again Daniel," he replied with an honest smile.
"Well same to you, Puck," Danny smiled, causing Kylie to raise an eyebrow at the two. Eight hours ago Flack Sr. had been reluctant to be nice to Danny, but now he was allowing Danny to call him Puck.
Jason walked back into the kitchen with the kids and Milo by his side. "Oh hey I found your dog." He smiled.
"Thank you!" Kylie smiled back, picking Milo up. "Bye guys we'll see you at New Years!"
Mr. and Mrs. Flack walked their children and their partners to the door. They saw them off to their cars and watched them drive off in separate directions.
"Well now the house is all empty and quiet." Mrs. Flack said.
Flack Sr. raised an eyebrow and turned to his wife. "I think we should change that." He smirked.
"Oh Don!" She giggled smacking his arm lightly as both headed back inside to end their night on the right note.