The Jones Boys
Marion had been biting her tongue ever since they threw her and Mutt into a dark, creepy dungeon and left armed guards with them.
"Just say something, ma, I know you want to." Mutt stared at the grimy ceiling hoping to avoid the over-bearing-mother look that Marion tended to give him.
Indignantly Marion threw her hair over her shoulders, "How do you know I want to say something?"
"The last time you had that look in your eye we were tied up in a van in Peru and I found out Indy was my father." Mutt exhaled slowly, "Just say it."
"I just...I want to let you know… It's for the best that I…"Marion sighed, "Are you sleeping with that girl?"
"Nope. Next question." Mutt looked her dead in the eye when he said it and she could tell he wasn't lying but that didn't mean he was off the hook yet.
"Are you trying to?"
"Absolutely, but don't worry. You've done an amazing job intervening so far." Mutt took a deep breath, "You know… some day, you will have to let me get serious with a girl. Without getting crazy."
"I let you date plenty of girls!"Marion gaped at him, shocked that he would call her crazy.
"Yeah date them for a couple weeks and then you're happy when I get bored…you have never let me keep a girlfriend for more than six months. The one time I even hit six months was Heather Thompson and the next time she came to eat with us after the anniversary you almost stabbed her with the carving knife!"
"We were eating turkey and living by the train-tracks, the way that house shook I'm surprised that no one ever accidentally lost a hand to a blade in that house!" She bit her lip, "I didn't try to stab her… she took me by surprise. Talking about going to college in the next town so she could be close to you, like she was really intending on planting herself in my backyard! She kept asking you for a promise ring like someone might ship her off to Taiwan if she didn't get one! I didn't want you feeling pressured!"
"So you plunge a carving knife four inches into the table right next to her ring finger?" Mutt gave Marion the look of Come on lady, you expect me to buy that?
"Mutt, I—"
"Listen, scaring off Heather was probably a good thing. It was going to end because she really wanted to get married that year and I wasn't about to do the marriage thing so soon." He paused to make sure what he was about to say was going to sound right, "But some day, Marion, I'm going to want to settle down and you got to let me get to know a girl well enough to settle down with her."
"Oh like Princess Laurel Weston the Ninth is going to be The One." Marion rolled her eyes and then caught Mutt blushing, "Oh no!"
"Don't get yourself all riled up, ma."
"You love her?"
"Of course not." But this time Mutt didn't look her in the eye, and she sighed. Oh God, her baby boy….her baby boy loved someone.
"Are you sure it's not just a phase?"
"Pardon me," One of the guards butted in, "But is this going to resolve itself soon?"
"Shove it!" Marion and Mutt yelled in sync.
"I don't know, ma… I don't get enough time alone with her to see if it fizzles out or gets stronger."He looked poignantly at his mother as if to say And that's clearly all your fault.
"I'm not letting you have sex with her just to see if you lose interest in her next week because there's nothing left to look forward to. It would be immoral of me, you're both young and-"
"We're older then you when you met Indy." Mutt countered and then saw the expression on his mother's face.
"What exactly has your father told you?" Mutt knew if he didn't phrase this very carefully he might very well lose another father.
"Listen all I know is that he was older than me, you were younger than me, and you couldn't keep your hands off of him to save your own life."
Marion made an indignant cry, "I could keep my hands off of him just fine!"
"You proposed to him that time!"
"And he proposed to me the second time!"
"And you kept your hands off of him so well that you got me!"
"Henry Jones if I had a free hand I would slap you right across that smart mouth! How—"
"How dare I? How dare I! Mom, you're just being….a bit of a hypocrite. That's all!"
"Will you shut the bloody hell up?" The other guard yelled.
"NO!" Mother and son screamed in unison again and then they both took a deep breath.
When Marion looked at him she didn't see some weird combination of her and Indy. She failed to realize that if you put two sticks of TNT together that the explosion just got bigger…and she and Indy were both sticks of dynamite. Mutt was just her baby, the little boy that was born with one curl of hair that wouldn't lay flat even if she glued it down. Her little boy that learned to walk by balancing on her feet. His first word was "mama" and he cried when she brought him to school for kindergarten because he didn't want her to leave. He was her baby. And Indy… Indy was always brains and brawn. He could kill a man and then kiss her so hard her knees just dropped out from under her. He could save the world and the only person he could see was Marion.
It's just that Mutt was only supposed to get Indy's smart, nerdy side. Instead here he was, her leather clad, motorcycle riding, knife throwing, gun wielding little boy.
With Indy's sex drive.
Then again, she thought about that first summer with Indy…she couldn't keep her hands off of him. Maybe it wasn't just Indy's sex drive Mutt inherited.
"I'm sorry that I keep ruining your chances."Marion finally said.
"Oh for the love of God we thought you were done!" One of the guards groaned.
"Shut up, I'm trying to talk to my son!"
"I will bludgeon you!" He waved a pistol at Marion.
"Hey, buddy, that's my mother you're talking to like that!"Mutt growled, "Watch it!"
Frustrated the guards opened up the cell and advanced on Mutt, "Or what?"
Mutt kicked the guard in the face and he fell back by Marion, his gun let off a shot and fell inches from Marion's bound hands. She was reaching, desperately reaching for it, and got it just as the second guard was about to take it. The boom echoed when she pulled the trigger, and the guard howled when two of his fingers were blown off. Kicking his leg up, Mutt shimmied the knife out of his boot and slid it across to his mother. She opened the blade, sawed through her ropes and went over to cut Mutt loose.
Then she pistol whipped the guard with missing fingers and handed Mutt his gun.
As they locked the guards into their cell Marion turned to Mutt, "Listen, I want you to be happy but sometimes… you're just my baby. I don't want you growing up….And I'm going to kill your father for telling you about when we started dating."
Mutt smiled, "Thanks ma….and remember, most of the time you just my mother. I wanted to kill Indy for telling me about when you two started dating."
Smiling back at her boy, Marion ruffled his hair and he looked at her scandalized that she would trespass the sacred boundary of his hair, "Let's go get your father."
"And my girlfriend."
Marion rolled her eyes, "Fine, her too."
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A/N
Say it, I've been updating a lot! Woohoo! I know this is short but I got the idea for it and just went with it because it was that or homework and frankly the critical essays on The Canterbury Tales aren't always what I'd call scintillating reads. Hence, new chapter.
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