I was considering starting a fic based on Flynn being deported from Australia, how it all started and how Flynn/Aaron/Jackson deal with the aftermath. What do you think? - Thanks again for all of the reviews. :) xx
Chapter 26
New blog entry posted 6/1/12 12:34
Hanging!
Well Hello! I'm sooo glad i managed to get today off work. I feel awful! Aaron's a bad influence on me! I'm supposed to getting the birthday boy drunk! Not the other way around! Well, Aaron's back at work now, Flynn's not really said that much since he came back from Oz, quite worried about him, to be honest. but in a way I'm glad it's quiet! Means I can suffer in silence!
So, Aaron's birthday presents...Flynn bought him a lie detector, which will be quite interesting to play when we're a bit tipsy, Me mum got him tickets to that Mrs. Brown's Boys show, and me...well...I didnt have a clue what to get him, so I settled for a voucher for Sports Direct! Only Joking! I bought him a new phone! HTC Wildfire, i got him...just a shame Chas bought him one too! ha ha! Oops! Aaron said I can have the other phone, cause I needed a new one anyway and that I can "make it up to him in the only way i know how" when he's fully recovered. What does he think I am? Some kind of sex addict or something?
Comments:
GreaseMonkey: Yes.
JLovesA: I am not!
GreaseMonkey: Is Flynn ok?
JLovesA: I don't know. I haven't heard any noises from upstairs or anything yet. He did get really drunk last night, might just be sleeping it off.
ChasD: Why doesn't he go home? He's got family in Hotten hasn't he?
GreaseMonkey: Not anymore. Shortly after me and him "broke up", his parents emigrated to Spain.
JLovesA: Oooh...I hear movement. We will get him through this you know.
DebbieDongle: Those cars won't fix themselves you know...
GreaseMonkey: Well they're gonna have to figure out how. On light duties for four weeks, remember? Answering phones, filling out invoices, all the computer mumbo-jumbo. Can't go bending over cars in my condition.
DebbieDongle: You're not pregnant Aaron.
GreaseMonkey: So why do I feel like I'm going into labour everytime I cough then?
DebbieDongle: Cause you're an old woman.
JLovesA: Isn't Cameron supposed to be working the cars for you anyway Debbie?
DebbieDongle: Cameron's busy.
GreaseMonkey: Look, Debs, you either send Cameron over to work on this Vauxhall Pile-of-shite, or, I try and attempt to fix it, fuck myself up, find myself back in hospital...
DebbieDongle: Alright, keep your hair on, and Aaron, dont even think about perving over him!
GreaseMonkey: Oh when have I ever done that apart from that one time?
JerseyBoy: Five times, actually...
GreaseMonkey: Yeah urm...Phone's ringing...urm...yeah...bye.