cool-kellytavares-things: "Hi,how r u ? Prompt: Miss Crabtree is jealous of April ... maybe they're at a school meeting and Miss Crabtree only has eyes for Jackson, who only has eyes for April, which causes her to be jealous .. April seeing that, starts doing things that Miss Crabtree can only daydream hehe 😈 Thank you! Beijos.😊"
So I just got this prompt recently but it's the most formed idea in my head. Nothing makes me happier than seeing one of my characters' names in my box, especially such a minor one as Miss Crabtree! Thanks and I hope you like this 3
100 Encore, Day 25: "Outerspace Surgery Mans"
"Jackson, you didn't have to come, I'm sorry!"
"Of course I did, babe. No worries…my shift was over. I called Richard, he's staying with J as long as we need. What's up?" It was parent-teacher night. April was supposed to handle it alone. Jackson kissed his wife's cheek and kept his arm around her as they went to sit down across from Miss Crabtree's desk.
"He drew this thing during free draw today and it alarmed Miss Crabtree. She took it from him. I don't know….I can't tell what's going on I…but she's suggesting we get him psychological help I…" April was stumbling all over her words, eyes darting everywhere. She and her husband worked hard to make sure their son thrived during his childhood. In different ways they felt like they'd both only survived theirs. Suggesting Julian needed therapy was a big deal.
Jenn Crabtree smiled widely at Jackson. "Dr. Avery, so good to see you…I want you to know I have Julian's best interest at heart here…" She reached her hand out to cover Jackson's in comfort, but he quickly and subconsciously pulled his hand away, focused only on April.
"Sweetheart, look at me, relax, OK? Calm down…did you see the drawing?" April nodded. "And it scared you?" She shrugged and bit her lip, unsure. Jackson kissed her, oblivious to Miss Crabtree's snicker. He turned back to the teacher. "Let me see it."
"I want to warn you, Dr. Avery…I would not suggest it if…"
"Just let me see the picture."
Taken aback, she handed it over. Jackson looked at the scene in his own lap for a minute. "Did you ask my son what was in this drawing?"
"I asked about the blood, I….."
Again, Jackson ignored Miss Crabtree and turned to his wife. "Let's see what we've got here…" April nodded and kissed his cheek. "So clearly that's you, pregnant, on the grass there next to a house, agree?" He pointed to a what looked like a person with a round body rather than a rectangular one, and long red hair. Julian was no artist. "And that's mom next to you, and grandpa…" He pointed to Richard, who was colored in darker than the other people on the grass. "Grandpa's smiling and holding a pet dinosaur, it seems…And you're all looking up at the sky…Any problems so far Miss, besides the fact that our kid is clearly sick of living in an apartment? We're working on finding a house, in case you were worried. But we're not moving until this bun is at least sleeping through the night."
He rubbed April's belly. He was always purposefully grossly affectionate in front of his son's teacher. He had no idea what dad she'd scored with in the past, but her shameless flirting annoyed him. Jenn Crabtree just blushed and shook her head.
"Let's see what you guys are lookin' at here, shall we? That's little man and me…flying in the sky in cool space suits…We know he loves space, nothing wrong there right?" Jackson looked up at the women, who shook their heads. He continued. "What are we doing?…Hmmm…Well the creature is green…Oh and he's in trouble, that's blood for sure…and a lot of guts or organs or…his insides are definitely open…"
Miss Crabtree, who had inserted her head in the huddle somehow, interrupted Jackson, hand grazing his arm. "That's a gun or a knife, see?" She pointed to the objects in Jackson and Julian's hands.
"My son would not draw himself shooting or stabbing anything." April seethed and cut her eyes at the teacher. It was impossible to shield children from everything bad in the world, but she tried to explain everything to Julian. He knew guns and knives hurt people, and he had the sweetest heart. Plus, Jackson sold all of his violent video games when Julian was two. He was not constantly exposed to violence by any means.
"His parents are surgeons," Jackson stated the obvious. "I think this is clearly a picture of two astronaut surgeons operating on an alien. The end." April smiled and squeezed her husband's hand. She hadn't thought of that.
"All respect Dr. Avery…"
He cut her off. "All respect Miss Crabtree…what exactly did you ask Julian?"
"About the blood, I…"
"About the blood. And he was honest. That's blood, great. Let's actually ask him what's happening in this picture, shall we?" Jackson took out his phone.
"Babe it's almost bed time…" April whispered.
"No it's not, sweetheart. Grandpa's watching him alone right now… feeding him ice cream and trying to make all of his surgery stories kid friendly," Jackson laughed dialing the phone and putting it on speaker so everyone could hear.
"Hi daddy!" Julian said, excited when he got on the phone. "Where is you? Workin'?"
"No little man. I'm here with Mama and Miss Crabtree, talking about what a good boy you are. Did you make anything in school today?"
"Oh yeah," he whispered, and Jackson could picture him looking down at his feet. "I wanted to show you, but Miss Crabtree tooked it."
"What did you draw a picture of, J?"
Julian giggled. "I drawed mama wit baby belly, and nana and I drawed grandpa holdin' our pet dya-saur daddy!"
"Oh man, bud. Were me and you in the picture?"
The little boy sighed. "Oh course, dad. We was outerspace surgery mans helpin' my friend da aly-en acause he was hurted."
"Silly me!" Jackson smirked at Jenn Crabtree and squeezed April's hand. He saw her body relax.
"He my friend so we gonna help him then take him home an' teach him baska-bal when we have a big house. I gon' make a comic, daddy!"
"A comic? That sounds like a great idea, little man. I'm going to take the picture home and we're gonna put it front and center on the fridge."
"You seed it dad?"
"I'm lookin' at it right now, Julian."
"It cool right?"
"So cool, Julian. I'm gonna go now, bud. Don't eat too much more ice cream, Promise?"
"Yeah, dad. You comin' home now?"
"Not now J! Gonna take mama on a date, we're so hungry."
"You didn't eated yet? I did! Grampa maked chicken and I helped him. Now we eatin' ice cream."
"Don't eat so much you get a belly ache Julian, understand me?" April chimed in, calmer.
"Mama!" The joy in his voice at hearing her was obvious. "I love you!"
"I love you too, buddy. Go to sleep soon. Both of us are off tomorrow so we're gonna have a fun day."
"Ok, mom," he yawned.
"Love you J!" Jackson hung up the phone and grabbed the picture off Miss Crabtree's desk. "We're done here, April. Let's go!"
"I really think we should talk about…" Jenn tried, fumbling.
"I really think you should ask your students about their drawings before you jump to conclusions, Miss Crabtree. I'm close to taking my son not only out of this class but out of this school. I'm sure your principal won't like that, considering how much help we give this district. Any other ridiculous accusations like this and someone will hear about it, understand?"
The woman gulped and nodded before Jackson turned to walk away, grabbing April's hand. He was pissed. She was pregnant and over-emotional, she didn't need extra stress.
"Thank you, babe!" April paused before they left the room to whisper, pulling her husband close to kiss him, long and slow.
Without Jackson there Jenn Crabtree would've convinced her that her son was in need of serious help, when the truth was he was just a little boy with an imagination. She'd needed him, and he'd shown up, and she wasn't going to be shy about how grateful she was, especially in front of this woman. April was quiet, but not dumb. No one could be aggressively flirtatious with her husband and get away with it.
"No problem, babe. Anything else ridiculous like that happens and you call me right away, understand?" She nodded. "I'm thinking private school when kindergarten rolls around."
April shrugged, yawning. "Right now can we just go get food? I'm starving and I need a peanut butter hot fudge sundae to calm me down."
"Absolutely. And I can think of a few other things we could do later that might relax you," April blushed and hit Jackson's shoulder as they walked out of the school. But she was secretly pleased. Jenn Crabtree was right behind them and they were talking just loud enough that she could hear. April was sure of it, despite the fact that she was pretending to frantically search for something in her bag.