Hey, hey, hey! It's Nellie, back with another chapter of GHATGA! This is it. Home sweet home for everyone. Memories, nostalgia, and plenty of other surprises are in store for the gang. Let's read and see what it is. Enjoy!
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Chapter 13: We're Home!
After dealing with the madness that was the black car trying to attack them, the gang decided that they would report it as soon as they got back in North Philly. The last thing they needed was anybody else getting hurt.
Once they got lunch to go, they were once again on the road. The homestretch at last. It wouldn't be long now...
Albert felt thankful that they were returning home. That way, everyone could get a break before they headed on the second part of their trip. In that time, they could all have fun... just like old times.
The old gang together... back in the Junkyard. Playing buck buck. Watching old reruns of the Brown Hornet. And the best part, introducing their kids to where they hung out.
It would be something to remember.
Hey, hey, hey... we're gonna have some fun today...
Soon, they were finally back in Philadelphia (Since Trenton is right near the border between Pennsylvania and New Jersey). For Albert, it was nothing new, but for the rest of the guys... it was a homecoming.
"Wow... North Philly hasn't changed a bit..." Bill said.
"I can't believe we're back here..." Harold sighed.
"Me neither..." Bucky added.
"It don't look too much different..." Donald commented.
True, North Philly sure didn't change a whole lot since the 70s. Of course, there were some differences, such as new stores, new homes, new cars, and the overall look. But still... it was home to them.
And where there's home... there's the junkyard.
Which is where Albert decided to make the first stop. After about ten more minutes of driving, everyone made a stop at the junkyard. A whole wave of nostalgia washed over the boys as they got out of the car and looked at the entrance.
"Welcome to our old haven, buddy..." Harold introduced to Harry, who looked around with amusement. Elvin and Nelson were amazed by what they were seeing. April and Fucshia looked on their father's old hang out spot.
"Even the junkyard's the same..." Bill commented.
Albert smiled, "It sure is. Theo and his friends like to come here and play."
Theo nodded, "You got that right dad. C'mon guys. Let's go play. There's awesome stuff to do here."
"Yeah!" Sondra agreed, "Let's play!"
With that, all the kids ran into the junkyard to do whatever they pleased. Their parents couldn't help but watch with smiles, the fathers especially. Somehow, they all saw themselves playing here again, "Ib can't believeb we'reb backb hereb againb." Mush spoke up, "It'sb likeb web never leftb."
Donald nodded, "It sure ain't. Nothing has changed at all. It's like we went back in time or somethin'..."
"So this is the famous junkyard you and your gang played around in?" Cami asked Bill, "And you guys never once got hurt?"
"Well, sometimes we had an incident every now and then. But nothing too serious." Was his reply.
Russell frowned slightly, "Well, there was one incident I had with Rudy long ago... but we don't like to talk about that summer day. Anyways, it actually feels good to be here again."
Cami smirked, "Yeah. Maybe you can move out finally and live here."
Of course, that earned her a glare and middle finger as always. Bill just shook his head. As for Albert, he had his arm around Trina as they watched the kids run around, look at scraps, and just have fun. Although Trina was a little concerned, "Is this really a safe place for kids? I dunno how you guys did it, but I'd be worried about getting a scratch here. I still can't believe I let you convince me to let our babies here to play every now and then."
"Hey, hey, hey. At least you see that it's worth it..." Albert replied.
That's when Bucky thought of something, "Hey! What about the clubhouse? Is it still here?"
At the mention of the clubhouse, the other boys soon remembered their beloved shack where they had their meetings and watched their favorite shows. Albert soon realized that he never revisited the clubhouse in the past several years. The only time he could remember, was introducing Trina to it while they were still just engaged.
The guys, along with their wives, walked to the area where the clubhouse should be. But when they got there... they were in for something shocking.
The clubhouse... it was still here... but... it didn't look the same.
For one thing, it looked like it went through a hurricane, tornado, and rain storm all at once. The roof was near caved in, the door was just hanging by the hinges, and the wood looked dirty and rotting.
The sight of it sort of hurt a part of the gang's hearts and souls.
"I guess some things do change..." Bill sighed after a minute of silence.
"My God..." Harold shook his head, "The clubhouse looks like it went through Hell and back..."
"It don't even look like we can go inside..." Bucky added.
Albert tried to reassure everybody, "Well, it has been many years. It may look old on the outside, but we have yet to see the inside."
The large man had a point. So, everyone decided to enter the inside of the clubhouse, which... didn't look any better than the outside. More rotting wood and dirty floors. But the confusing thing was that the TV was still intact, and on with a rerun of the Brown Hornet.
And the gang could see something sitting on the couch watching. Who was it?
Before they could say anything else, the person turned towards them, and smirked, "About time. I was wondering when you cats were coming..."
"Rudy?"
Another person popped from the couch with a wave, "Hi!"
"Alya!"
Yes, indeed was the Davis father and daughter watching the Brown Hornet. This was a major shock to everyone, but they, the guys mostly, were happy to see him as they went to greet him.
The only person that was not happy to see Rudy was of course Donald. But... for the sake of everyone having a good time, he decided to just suck it up for now, and keep his promise of not speaking or looking at the man who betrayed him.
"Hey, hey, hey, Rudy. You made it after all." Albert chuckled.
The rich man smiled back, "Yeah. I saw your text. But I decided to stop here and surprise you guys."
"What made you change your mind?" Bill asked.
"I thought about it... and I realized that despite all these years... I did miss North Philly, and you guys... plus, I've always wanted to bring Alya here, just to see where her daddy grew up, and bring her to see her grandma."
Alya nodded, "Yeah. I hadn't seen my grandma in a long time..."
"Gee, I wonder why...?" Trina muttered sarcastically.
"Alya. The other kids are playing outside. Wanna join 'em?" Albert asked.
The ten-year-old looked at her father for assurance, but he just smiled and nodded. With that, she jumped up from the couch and ran out the door to join her new friends, who, from what the adults could hear, were glad to see her.
As for the gang...
"I honestly can't believe we're all back here..." Harold spoke, "We really had a lot of good memories here."
"Yeah. Like watching the Brown Hornet." Bucky added.
Rudy then brought something up, "Oh, that reminds me. A reunion special of the Brown Hornet will be coming on later tonight."
"Really? I didn't know that..." Albert responded.
"Well, when you know people like I do, you tend to get this information in advance."
That sounded like a great idea. Watching their favorite TV show in the clubhouse again. It would be exactly like old times. Only this time, they had the love of their lives and their children to share the experience with them.
They definitely were gonna have a good time again...
"So... I trust it wasn't a bad ride from Newark to here?" Rudy asked.
The others looked at each other with concern, before Albert answered, "Well... not exactly."
"Some maniac tried to run us off the road," Bill added.
"He had a black car." Harold also added.
"Not to mention the driver looks like someone we saw before." Bucky also added.
Rudy raised an eyebrow, "Really now? Because a bastard with that same description almost killed me and Alya while we were on the way here. And the odd thing; He looks like a customer of mine from a while back. A very pissed off customer."
"What happened with that?" Albert asked.
"Apparently, he was all bent outta shape because he felt I charged him too much for time with three of my girls. I charged exactly $120, and he argued that I had a discount for three girls on my website."
Russell looked at the man, "You have a website."
"Of course. Gotta get customers somehow. Made it myself. Got requests within the first hour it was up."
The others tried to ignore the fact that Rudy had a website for his pimp business, and decided to come back to the subject of the mystery person, "Anyways. We have a feeling that someone might be targeting us. So we should stay on high alert." Albert spoke.
Rudy nodded, "Yeah. I feel you. Something's up. So we should be careful. And protect the kids too. Because of anyone tries to lay a hand on my Alya, heads will fucking roll."
Everyone else agreed.
"That goes double for me with the twins..."
"Same for me with Harry..."
"If anyone hurts my babies..."
"Nobody better mess with my girls..."
Before anybody else could agree, there was a knock at the door. Everyone turned to the doorway to see the kids wearing mischevious smiles on their faces, "Hey, Dad..." Theo chuckled, "We've been talking... and we've decided... to challenge you guys to a game of buck buck!"
Buck buck...?
The adults all looked at one another... before smiling back at their kids.
Oh... it was on!
We're back in North Philly. So many memories for the boys, and now their kids want to play buck buck, which is what the next chapter will be completely devoted to. It sounds like everyone is in for fun. Until then, I'll see you guys later, and don't forget to review, please. Thank you.