Mr. Normal

Chp. 20

A Weasel in the Hen House

Disclaimer: I don't even know what I'm writing so how could I claim it?

Pairing: Jake and Miley

Rating: T

Summary: Jake finally comes back after two years of trying to figure out what a normal kid is like

He couldn't believe it, the little weasel had been able to knock him unconcious, and he hadn't even gotten in a good punch before he'd done it. Les Rine was going down, just as soon as he was able to go back to school.

It had almost been a week since they'd fought, and Derrick had been watching alot of T.V. he'd also figured out that Les Rine wasn't the person he claimed to be. Zombie High re-runs had been quite a revelation, and when Miley found out that Les was really Jake Ryan with darker hair, well the whole Les Lovin' Fest would be all over.

God, he couldn't wait for Monday to get here.

He could see it now.

He'd walk right up to the guy, and announce to the whole school who he really was, and Miley would freak. He couldn't help but laugh to himself. The expression on both of their faces would be priceless and he'd have been the one to put it there.

Yeah, it had surprised the shit out of him when he'd figured it out, then he realized why the guy had been able to make his world turn upside down. Jake Ryan was accomplished in most of the major Martial Arts, and all he'd accomplished was watching action, and old Bruce Lee movies. He'd never taken any form of Karate, so yeah, he was completely out matched when it came down to a fight with the Zombie Slayer.

He rubbed his chin, which made him wince from the pain that shot through his nose with the movement.

He now knew that he couldn't take 'Les' in a fight, but he sure could make his life a living hell, and when everyone found out that he was a movie star, well everyone in the school would be wanting to hang around with him.

Derrick could really care less that he was the big 'MOVIE STAR', the guy had come in and taken what he'd deemed his for the past year and a half, and he wasn't forgiving that for anything.

He layed there in a daze, his fantasy playing through his head, and just knew that he would end up with the girl in the end, or get his ass kicked again, either way life would be good, cause Jake Ryan would be in turmoil.

"Jake, what are you trying to do? Put me back in the hospital?" Miley's screech carried from the living room, into Robbie's bedroom, via the heating duct.

"You'd better not be doing anything harmful, boy," He yelled back through the vent, quickly put the song he was writing down, and got up from his bed to see just exactly what boy wonder was doing to his only daughter.

When he got to the bottom step, he paused in disbelief. The room looked like a cyclone had hit the first aid kit, and strewn it all over the place.

"Good golly, Miss Molly, what in the tar nation is goin' on in here." Jake had a long piece of gauze dangling from one hand, and the antibiotic ointment that the doctor had prescribed for Miley in the other. The whole scene would've cracked the grown man up if the ointment hadn't been spewing from the tube like Old Faithful had just erupted.

"Dude, uh, Mr. Stewart, you scared the bejeezus outta me." Jake looked like he'd peed his pants, and Robbie just couldn't keep the little snicker from escaping his mouth. The boy could knock someone out for three days, but have his girlfriends father walk in the room and he got all jumpy, and skittish. He could have fun with this, but the boy looked as if he might run like a girl if he said something else.

"Daddy save me from the guy that's trying to turn me into a mummy."

He finally looked down to the daughter he had come to save, and a full out guffaw came from deep within his chest. She was right, Jake had wrapped her leg up all the way from her toes to her thigh, and it looked like a monkey had tried to do it. Well the monkey probably would've done a better job.

"I'm sorry, Miley," he apologized through the laughter. "But if you could see yourself, well you'd be laughing too."

"Daadddyy!"

"Okay, okay," his laughter abruptly stopped, and he walked over to Jake, taking the gauze and ointment from the poor guy, "now lets see what we can do for the mummy girl here." He set to work trying to undo Jake's handiwork, and looked over his shoulder shaking his head at the boy behind him.

"Hey, Jake, Millll..." Jackson stopped in his tracks as he seen his father trying to get Miley out of the mummified state that she was currently residing in. "Hey Miles, you do realize that you do being a mummy real well, don'tcha?" Then in the fashion of his father he started to out right belly laugh.

"Shut-up Jackson!"

"I'm sorry, Miley, I told you that I hadn't done this before," Jake said as he sat down beside of her on the couch. "But I tried, and that's all that matters isn't it?"

Robbie rolled his eyes at them, as Miley took Jake's hand in hers and gave him the you're forgiven puppy dog look. He had to turn his eyes back to the task at hand, before he made them quit. He seriously didn't need to see the affection that they held for each other, he didn't want to lose his little girl, and he was afraid that this thing with Jake would be the way he would.

Finally, he got the mess that Jake had made straightened out, and Miley's leg wrapped correctly. "There you go, Miles," he said making his way back up to his feet, and making haste over to where Jackson stood at the bar stuffing left-over Chinese from last night into his mouth.

"You know dad," he said through a mouthful of Sesame Chicken, and noodles. "Those two were meant to be together." He was now watching the couple on the couch talk quietly to each other.

"Yeah, I think we're losing our little Miley."

"Naw, dad. Look at it this way, we're gaining a Zombie Slayer, he could be useful in situations when you need one of those."

Robbie just slapped him in the back of the head. "Boy, there's no such thing," he said as the glob of food flew from his son's mouth.

Good lord, how did the boy fit that much crud in his mouth. Not only did he have the noodles, and chicken in his mouth but he was quiet sure there was the traces of cabbage from a spring roll laid out there on the counter to see.

"Hey!"

"Now you have something to do." Jackson looked up in askance at him, he turned on his heel, and started to make his way from the scene, "You know clean up that mess you just made."

"I just made? Hey, I didn't do that."

"Well you chewed it up, and let it fall from your mouth, so it's your mess. NOW clean it up." Robbie hurried back up the stairs to finish the song that he'd been working on when Miley's scream had made he jump like a frightened litte child.

He couldn't believe that in just a few short weeks that his Bud was already back in love with the boy that could break her heart again at the drop of a hat. He may look different, and act different, but he was still Jake Ryan, and he had a feeling that it was just a matter of time that Miley's heart would wind up shreded like it had been everytime the boy had come back into her life.He wished he could save her from it, but she wouldn't listen to him, and she was old enough now to make her own desicions. He just hoped that she'd made the right one, by letting Jake back into her life.

A/N: Yes I know it was short, and all, and I'm sorry it took so long to get this thing up. Real life was hectic there for a while, Thankgiving was what you'd call hell. The weekend before we went out of town, then my relatives came in from out of town, then I completely lost the plot of the story, and that was completely annoying. I finally found it again, and I hope you guys liked. So you know what to do, Please be kind Review.