Hey guys! Fear not I'm not abandoning this story I just have my A Level Exams coming up and I've been revising so I'm quite busy at the moment! Thank you for sticking around, glad you all enjoyed the prom chapter and thank you for helping me reach 100 reviews!
Enjoy :)
On another note. I watched Pocahontas 2 and I know I've said I hate it and please don't hate me... I LIKED IT. It made me cry and it was so good, I still prefer John Smith but I don't totally resent Rolfe now :(
The police station was brightly lit and rather clinical. Not a single chair creaked, not a single light flickered. The sounds of pens were smooth, the floor was squeaky and yet it was incredibly uncomfortable. In their fancy outfits it felt like something from a badly directed episode of Pretty Little Liars. Jasmine was careful to keep her expensive teal fabric off of the mushroom coloured floor.
"This is ridiculous" Phoebus hissed. His arms were folded over his chest and his expression was tight "I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't have got involved"
"Stop complaining" Jasmine shrugged "Do you realise the reputation this will give my father if it gets out?"
"Your father!" Phoebus snapped "What about my father!"
"OK both of you two calm down" Flynn said, putting his arms between them "I realise this isn't ideal but there's no use arguing"
"We've been sat here for nearly an hour now" Rapunzel rocked herself back and forth slightly "When do you think they'll see to us?"
"They're talking to the Stabbington Brothers, we won't be long now" he tried to assure her, but she continued to jiggle around nervously
The Officers, Hopps and Wilde had turned out to be pretty assuring even if Wilde was somewhat cocky, they had tended to them, bringing watery machine coffee and powdery hot chocolate.
"And as if they thought I was drinking that coffee" Jasmine continued to huff "It tasted like cardboard and spit- "
"Will you be quiet?" Phoebus cried and Jasmine's defiant mouth opened to argue back, when Hopps strode in, a bounce in her step.
"Everything OK?" she asked chirpily
"Fine, fine" Flynn said quickly as Phoebus and Jasmine lost their angry gazes "We were just wondering how long-"
"Not to worry" she smiled "In fact, I'd like to see you er-" she flipped her clipboard over and read aloud "Jasmine, yes?"
"That's me" Jasmine stood up proudly,
"Great, if you'll come with me" she smiled "And... Fo-bee?"
Flynn sniggered loudly
"Phoebus" Phoebus corrected, standing too
"Sorry, Phoebus, if you'll go with Wilde we need to ask you two a few questions"
Jasmine and Phoebus headed with each officer in the same direction. They were taken into separate offices, grey and navy, clinical and cold and yet stuffy at the same time. They were asked to recount the evening and to detail all they knew, about Gothel and the Stabbington's. Jasmine retailed how Rapunzel left home for fear of Gothel, Phoebus opened up about what he knew about the Stabbington's and how they had blackmailed Flynn before. Hopps and Wilde took notes and allowed the teens to be seated again.
"What did they say?" Flynn cried "You didn't tell them I ever did anything wrong- did you say that Gothel was mistreating her!"
"Relax, dude!" Phoebus said "I think they're on our side, you know"
"You do?" Flynn's eyes widened
"Totally" Jasmine nodded "Besides, we've done nothing wrong... now if you'll excuse me I better go and call my father"
"That won't be necessary" Wilde overheard, "We've contacted him already, and yours, Mr Victor"
"Was he mad?" Phoebus winced
"On the contrary, he said something about what an honour it was to have a son so loyal and willing to help his friends"
Phoebus blinked, shocked, "He- he did?"
"He's on his way to get you now" Wilde nodded, "Now Miss Solis, we have a few questions for you and then we'll make an arrangement"
"An arrangement?" Jasmine asked, defensive of her little friend "For what?"
"It's difficult to say" Wilde sighed "That is, if the allegations against Gothel are true Rapunzel can't live alone and our records show you have no other living relatives, we'll have to see what's best"
Rapunzel stood up and followed Wilde, Flynn shifted awkwardly. He was the only one left, the Stabbington brothers were somewhere snitching him up and he had messed prom up for two of the most important people in his life. His legs shook with the adrenaline of anxiety. He couldn't wait to get this over and done with, but he was dreading it too.
"Phoebus" Phoebus' father strolled around the corner, a pair of car keys firm in his hands and his chest pushed out "Come on, son"
Phoebus jumped from his seat, patting Flynn on the shoulder and saying goodbye,
"Stay safe, Eugene" Phoebus' dad gave a solid look at his sons friend "Let us know if you need anything" and the two left.
"Eu-Eugene?" Jasmine looked over
"It's a family name" Flynn shrugged embarrassed, "Anyway, now's not the time"
Jasmine stifled a laugh, but stopped as Rapunzel meekly returned looking quite nervous but relieved as she fell back into her seat.
"Miss Ragbah, your father is nearly here. I'd like a word with him and with you"
"What's going on?" Jasmine asked
"Please, we can's discuss much more until your guardian is here"
"Mr Fitzherbert" Hopps joined them, "Come on," she beckoned him "You've been waiting a while, I know"
Flynn stood up, followed Hopps without a glance at anybody else and disappeared around the corner with Judy Hopps.
"I hope he's OK" Rapunzel said sadly
"He'll be fine" Wilde waved his hand "he's not in any trouble- unlike those Stabbington's"
"What is going on" Jasmine's very worried, flouncing father rushed in "Oh, my Jasmine!"
"Father it's OK" she smiled "Calm down!"
Sultan Ragbah hurried in towards Jasmine, embracing her and then catching sight of Rapunzel, he embraced her too "You girls! Oh do tell me you're not in trouble"
"They're not" Wilde said, attempting to calm the man "But Sir, a moment of your time please"
"Of course" he nodded frantically "Any time- any money... anything"
"Money won't be necessary, this way please, Sir"
Sultan bounced off with Wilde, leaving Jasmine and Rapunzel confused... worried. What on earth did they need to talk to her father about? He wasn't involved, not really... unless they were briefing him on the situation...
"Rapunzel Solis"
Rapunzel's head was lolled on the back of the plastic chair, her neck ached and her breathing uneven...
"Miss Solis"
"Rapunzel!"
She jerked awake, picking her head up to stare at the two officers she had been seeing on and off all night,
"Wha- sorry" she said, "I guess I'm just a bit... sleepy"
"It's understandable" Hopps smiled "We won't be long now, not really"
"Where's Jasmine?" Rapunzel propped up herself up in the chair, glancing around quickly
"She and her father are in my office" Wilde informed "But I'm afraid your allegations against Gothel are very serious... and well... she's admitted to them"
"Most of them" Hopps corrected "But because she's pleaded guilty it puts you in a difficult situation"
"What situation is that?" she bit at her thumb nail,
"She's in no position of care for sure. She's looking at a fine at best... possibly some time in jail"
Rapunzel gasped, "Wait- what!"
"Miss Solis, it really is for the best. The difficulty here is you lack any other relative of any kind"
"Or family friend for that matter, did your mother not having any close friends?" Wilde raised an eyebrow
"It was always just me and her" Rapunzel shrugged
"Very isolated" Hopps whispered to her colleague, thinking Rapunzel couldn't hear her
"Our best option should be to give you to the state" Hopps continued, and a few tears welled in Raunzel's eyes
"But we're not going to do that" Wilde said quickly "You're nearly of age, you're new to town and to public school. We've discussed with child services and with Mr Sultan Ragbah, it seems that the best thing for you now is to live with Jasmine and her father"
"That is, until you attend college"
"They're respectable people with money and space, you'll receive money from the state for your child maintenance"
"They- they want me to stay?" Rapunzel pinked. It was unbelievable... one moment she watched her mother's head pushed into a police car... the next she was off to live with her best friend in a land of what could be love, sunshine, daisies! Was this right? After all, her mother had raised her... birthed her... fed her every day and tried to keep her safe...
Did she keep her safe? She was locked, punished, isolated. Never complimented, never asked her opinion, never allowed out or to know about anything ever sinister. What was an abortion? What was euthanasia? What was the affects of alcohol? Sex? Did she know anything real about the world? Anything that would be relevant in life? Sad but true... her life was too sheltered... to full of punishment.
"Is that alright with you, Miss Solis?" Hopps caught her wandering eye
"That- that's fine" she nodded "That's fine" she repeated it again and again, nodding and coming to terms.
"I can't believe this is happening" she said, concerned
"I can't believe this is happening" she repeated more happily
"I- I can't believe this is happening!" she giggled
"I can't believe this is happening" she sighed, falling back into her seat... sad..
"Right" Wilde said with a furrowed brow "Now please, come this way"
Sultan Ragbah signed the papers. He was under no obligation to do so, Rapunzel was not his responsibility after all but growing up with his adopted cousin and with Jasmine's fluttering eyelids he agreed and knew to help the young girl.
They took her home as Gothel sat, a restraining order on her daughter and a sentencing for under a year in prison for child abuse. It all happened to quickly and they returned to Jasmine's, exhausted. Jasmine slipped off her turquoise two-piece into her a pair of silky lilac pyjamas. Rapunzel too changed into her old nightgown and Sultan poured them both some hot chocolate and brought it to them where they perched outside at the glass table, underneath the huge white pillars watching the little, posh road sit still.
"Are you two alright? It has been a long night for sure" he said sweetly, placing the tray down in front of them
"We won't be long father" she kissed his cheek "Thank you for everything"
"Not at all, I know how it can be" he smiled
"I couldn't thank you enough, Sir" Rapunzel said too, "This means so much to me"
"Nonsense, happy to help" he beamed "But I must go to bed, other than that I hope you girls enjoyed your prom night"
They nodded, and stayed longer at the little table.
"Rapunzel, things will be OK you know" she said, sipping her drink "I know it'll be tricky"
"I'm grateful Jasmine, I truly am" she smiled "I just need to adjust"
"You can have the spare room opposite mine" Jasmine smiled "I'll have the maid make the bed up... until then you can jump in with me"
Rapunzel smiled and looked upward at the moon and while she was sad... confused... uneasy and not quite ready to know what was going to happen tomorrow...
She was free.
Esmeralda woke up groggily, she blinked a bit before sitting up and looking around Pocahontas' room. The walls were gradient orange into dusty pink. The two had painted it a few years ago, but it always meant she thought her vision had blurred for a moment or two after waking up. Pocahontas was downstairs, at least she assumed so, and she reached for her phone. 8am! 8am! ON A WEEKEND Esmeralda groaned loudly, how dare she wake up so early. Pocahontas slouched through the door in a towel,
"You're up!" she said surprised, "Did I wake you?"
"No, my stupid body alarm did... can we put the TV on?"
"Sure" Pocahontas wrapped another towel around her head and threw the remote control in Esmeralda's direction,
"What the hell are you doing up anyway?" Esmeralda yawned
"Who's up? I barely even went to sleep" she shrugged "Phoebus text me... something about the police, Flynn and Rapunzel"
"Are you joking?" Esmeralda gasped, turning the volume up on Friends, "Where are they? Are they OK?"
"They're home now, it's all confusing. We'll phone them later he's probably asleep now"
"I should be asleep now" Esmeralda huffed "I can't believe they spent prom night in a police station... what a night"
"Tell me about it" Pocahontas fell into her armchair, rubbing some moisturiser on her legs with tired eyes "And what's worse... I'm starving"
"Oh!" Esmeralda grabbed at her stomach "Me too! Will you get me some food?"
"When I've dried off" Pocahontas nodded
"That could be ages" Esmeralda sighed "Look, I'll go make it. Jam on toast good?"
"Butter" Pocahontas said "Grandmother Willow should be up, see if she'll make the tea"
"Tea?" Esmeralda scoffed "Black coffee thank you very much"
"Tea-coffee same thing"
Pocahontas pulled on a baggy, tunic dress is dark orange before running her hands through her hair and blowing it with the hairdryer to stop it seeping down her back. She put her head up into the air to sniff at the toast, but couldn't smell any yet. Esmeralda was probably just chatting away to Grandmother Willow... God she was so hungry.
"POCAHONTAS!" Esmeralda burst in, and Pocahontas immediately turned off her dryer and stood wide eyed waiting for whatever was going on to be explained
Esmeralda was giddy, grinning and her hands were flailing everywhere "Pocahontas! Come down stairs right now, you've got to come on!"
"What?" she cried "Why? What's going on?"
"Oh!" Esmeralda squealed, she sounded scarily like Charlotte and Pocahontas winced.
"Es, explain!"
"I can't!" she half yelled and she grabbed her friends hand and pulled her down the stairs.
Pocahontas' damp hair swung behind her and her baggy dress felt nice against her skin but she wanted to at least properly dry her ankles before being hurried down the stairs for breakfast.
"Es, please this is- OW! My wrist!"
Esmeralda reached the bottom of the stairs, panting a little and with excited, glimmering green eyes. She swiftly, slowly, pointed out the window behind her.
"What?" Pocahontas shook her head
Esmeralda sighed deeply and her exaggerated smile dropped "Just look at out the window, would you!"
Pocahontas rolled her eyes and swished the blind away and saw several huge trucks, deep purple, and a few cars. One particular car in plum with that same fat man poking his greedy head out.
"You called me down to see them?" she grimaced "Es- they're about to destroy my fathers land I don't think now's the time to be checking out builders"
"No! You don't understand!" Esmeralda proceeded, but there was a deafening and concise knock on the door that echoed through the kitchen. Pocahontas' father emerged from his study with a drooping face and sad eyes.
"Girls" he said slowly, "it's best I answer I think"
Pocahontas nodded and she and Esmeralda stood still and quiet as her father opened the door.
"Excellent, you're away- may we come in?" Ratcliffe boomed, barging through the threshold. Pocahontas' father looked absolutely downtrodden, he brushed himself aside as the man strode in and a few of his men followed, swept away with blueprints, pens and helmets.
"Will you show us how to reach the garden?" A Scottish man asked Pocahontas' father, who nodded and lead the men through the kitchen, lounge and then out the back doors.
"This is so hard to watch" Pocahontas shook her head,
"But- " Esmeralda started
"I think we should go to Duke's for breakfast, I can't be here"
Pocahontas ignored Esmeralda's attempts to speak, she didn't feel like anything could really cheer her up right now. She turned towards the kitchen but her almond eyes widened and she saw a flop of blonde hair and a sharp jawline appear in the doorway.
"John?" she cried in disbelief, "John!"
John Smith turned and immediately grabbed at her, his bulked arms wrapped around her into a long awaited embrace.
"What are you doing here!" she practically shrieked "How did you get here?"
Esmeralda chuckled to herself and slipped back upstairs for a quick shower, leaving them to it.
"I saw your prom photo and it made me miss you so much, I had to see you!" he explained in a fast paced voice "But it looks like Ratcliffe beat me to it..." he trailed off, frowning at the men through the back windows who were traipsing down the garden and marking the grass with chalk.
Pocahontas pulled away, still smiling, "I'm so happy you're here! You can help!"
"Wait, what?"
"You can talk to them! You can talk to my father!"
"Pocahontas, it isn't that easy..."
"But-"
"I spoke to my men before they won't listen"
Pocahontas sighed, but wasn't quite defeated "Then what do you propose we do?"
"Where's the copy of your contract?" he asked "I'll have a look... I can't promise anything"
Pocahontas hastened into her fathers study and rummaged through her fathers desk drawers until she found it, the spiral bound contract in small print.
"Here!" she practically yelled "Look!" she flipped through and pointed to her fathers signature
Grandmother Willow plopped down the stairs as the couple flipped through, staring at the fine print and attempting to find something-anything.
"John Smith!" Grandmother Willow croaked "What are you doing here, young man?"
John Smith shook the older ladies hand "I'm here to help, or at least try"
"No point stifling through that" she sighed "My old house is down the gutter now"
"It isn't down the gutter, just the land" John Smith tried "I'm going to try and fix this"
"No use" the old lady shook her head and poured herself some herbal tea "No use, that land is gone no matter how much your grandfather and I payed for it"
"Wait..." Pocahontas paused "You and grandfather brought this house?"
"Of course! Your father was only seventeen! Your grandfather and I put a huge deposit on all of this"
"So the house isn't in father's name?" she cried, her eyes widened "You're joking!"
Grandmother Willow pondered this for a moment "Well... I suppose not"
"What?" John Smith said, a grin spread across his face
"When my dear husband died I suppose it went to me, he didn't leave a will he said we'd know what to do with his belongings"
"This signature means nothing" John Smith declared "Sure, Powhatan's name is on the insurance, but the house isn't his! It's yours, Grandmother Willow!"
"Are you sure?" she asked a hint of a smile "You must be right!"
"I was right! There was a way to fix this" Pocahontas became hopeful and she clutched at John's hand
"What's going on?" Esmeralda rushed in "I'm hearing positive vibes"
"You heard right my little psychic one!" Grandmother Willow cooed "We've fixed this!"
Pocahontas ran through the house and into the garden, John Smith on her tail
"Stop!" she screamed and the mob of men and Ratcliffe all looked up
"Pocahontas!" her father said "Go back inside!"
"No father! We've fixed it! They can't carry on!"
"And why not?" Ratcliffe boomed, practically pushing Powhatan out of the way "What are you on about, girl?"
"This" she held the contract up boldly "Is invalid"
"She can't be trusted" Ratcliffe scoffed and he snatched it away from her,
"Hey!" John Smith stepped forward, and it seemed Ratcliffe hadn't even seen him
"Smith!" he cried in shock "What on earth are you doing here? You should be in England!"
"I'm giving myself a break" Smith said cockily "And revealing the truth behind all this- this man is not the homeowner"
"Of course he is" Ratcliffe spat, "And you better be careful, Smith, I'll have your job!"
"What do you mean?" Powhatan interrupted "I pay the insurance, and the bills!"
"Father, no, Grandmother Willow owns the house! By name, it is hers!"
"You're kidding! But when father died-"
"When your Grandpa died he left it to her! Not you!"
Powhatan's face lit up "My daughter, you are the most persevering person I've ever met and I am so proud"
Ratcliffe's men had began leaving, packing up. Having overheard the conversation they decided that their job here was pointless without permission and that the whole thing had been a waste of time
"Let's go" one called
"What a waste!"
Another one cursed and they all ignored Ratcliffe's demands,
"Come back here! We still have work to do!"
"Ratcliffe you have no work to do here" John Smith's expression became harsh
"Mark my words, Smith, you'll never work in this industry again" he faced up "I'm having your job for this and you know the respectability I have in this work"
he spat on the ground and then flounced off, his yappy dog was barking at them as they left and as soon as he was gone Powhatan wiped a tear of happiness away
"I can't thank you enough, and you young man I'd like the pleasure of knowing your name"
"John Smith" he shook the mans hand
"John?" Powhatan cocked his head "Pocahontas is this the boy you went to prom with? I thought he was a lot younger"
"Prom?" John Smith looked up at the girl he loved
Pocahontas opened her mouth to answer but closed it again "Father this is John Smith, we dated a few months ago until his work transferred him to London"
Her father raised an eyebrow "And might I ask just how old you are, young man?"
"24" John Smith said with a deep breathe "But I think its worth saying I just adore your daughter and my work with Ratcliffe does not define me... in fact it seems I'm fired anyway"
"John I'm so sorry, I didn't realise you'd lose your job"
"So who's the other John?" her father asked and John Smith looked sadly at her
"My friend" she said sternly "He knows that we went to prom as friends but I'm afraid I'm giving him the wrong idea"
"I better go" John Smith nodded
"Wait, no, John don't go!" Pocahontas tried "I'm so glad you're back! We- we could get dinner later!"
"I've got to unpack my stuff and... you know run some errands"
Powhatan awkwardly looked between them and took his leave, pacing back up the garden into the house
"The other John and I, we aren't together"
John Smith nodded understandingly "I know... but I can't help but feel like I've been stupid. I couldn't expect you to just not see other guys, I've been gone months and so abruptly..."
"John, please, I want this to work"
He ran a hand through her hand and past her cheek "Listen I've got to settle back down here but I'll call you, OK?"
"You promise?" she asked, and suddenly felt pathetically needy. She had missed him so much and he was leaving so soon, she didn't want him to just disappear again
"I promise" he planted a kiss on her knuckles and headed up the garden.
Pocahontas fell to a small bench between two huge oak trees and sighed. He promised.
Phoebus' parents weren't annoyed that he had spent prom night at the police station, they were more annoyed that Flynn had caused an issue but they couldn't penalise their son for having been a loyal friend and an honest man. He fell asleep instantly when he got home and woke the next day to the unfamiliar smell of bacon and sausages. He headed downstairs, slightly confused. Sure, his parents were good people and there was always good food for breakfast but breakfast was usually some toast, a bowl of cereal or whatever he could throw together for himself... it was rare to see his parents bustled around the stove.
He took a seat at the little kitchen table, "What's going on?" he raised an eyebrow
"Oh now!" his mother said, her choppy blonde hair tucked behind her ears, she scraped the pan of scrambled eggs into a bowl on the table right beside a plate of bacon, sausages and another plate of fried bread.
"Son, can't we have a nice breakfast without it being an oddity?" his father said, pouring orange juice for each of them
His mother sat beside them, pulling her chair right in and helping herself to some strawberries,
"It looks great, Sophie" his father said, piling his own plate up "Go on Phoebus, dig in"
Phoebus was still hesitant... he plated up some food and started with a gulp of coffee. Something was up. He looked from his mum to his dad... were they about to announce a divorce? God, why did they have to be so damn dramatic.
"So... nothing's up?" he tried again staring at them, "Everything... is... fine?"
"Of course!" his mother softened "we're just enjoying a family breakfast"
Phoebus shrugged, and began scooping some eggs into his mouth. Maybe there really wasn't anything going on... maybe they were trying to spend more time with him before he went off to college, maybe they were buttering him up before graduation? Whatever it was, the food was pretty good.
"Well- actually Phoebus there is something"
Phoebus dropped his fork immediately and stared up "Oh there is, is there? Sure, OK, what is it?" he practically knew it. Of course there was something... whatever it was, he was ready, he could take it.
"Phoebus your mother and I..." his father started
"You're divorcing?" Phoebus asked "Look guys... I'm not overly surprised I mean you barely talk to each other and I guess once I'm in college you'll be pretty lonely in each other's company. Wait, Dad, did you meet someone else? Did mum meet someone else?"
"What?" Sophie shook her head "Phoebus... no! Although we'll come back to why you don't think we talk... no Phoebus! I'm going to have a baby!"
His parents leaned towards each other with an automatic cheery grin, taking each others hands.
"Isn't it exciting, Son?" his father smiled "You're going to be a big brother!"
Phoebus suddenly felt pretty sick of his food...
"A big brother?" he scoffed "I'm not ten Dad"
His father's smile faltered, "Aren't you excited?"
"I'm not, not excited" he shrugged "I mean I expected a divorce... you're pregnant? Come on guys aren't you a bit old- "
"Now that's enough! We're very excited about this!" his mother defended "We really thought you'd be happier!"
"Nah... I am happy" Phoebus said unconvincingly "So I'm probably going to head over to see Aladdin so I'm gonna go shower"
His parents mouths fell open, ultimately confused as to why their son was so unconcerned for their news.
"Phoebus!" his father called after him "Aren't- Are you okay with this?"
"What? The pregnancy?" he replied "Sure, Dad. It's pretty cool, congratulations and all that"
His parents were left blinking, confused as to why their son was so not excited or even upset with the news... he had barely reacted. Was this normal?
Phoebus showered and then headed out, he couldn't really care less at this point. He barely saw his mum, he barely saw his parents together and the thought of them doing it. He shuddered. Gross. The kid would most likely be annoying, he'd probably never see it, he'd be at college after all. He shrugged, it didn't matter too much, but right now he had to get out the house and make sure Flynn was OK. He hadn't heard from him, he had to make sure he hadn't been taken in handcuffs kicking and screaming. He had to watch out for him. He sped over to Flynn's small house in the lower area of Disney and banged on the door,
Flynn opened, wide eyed and in a pair of cotton shorts "Dude! Why are you knocking so loud I thought you were the cops!"
"What would the cops want? Besides I was worried about you, what the hell is going on? Did they arrest you do you need money?"
"Come in, won't you" Flynn said casually heading away from the front door and crashing into his sofa. Phoebus headed in, slammed the door then stood staring seriously at his friend
"What?" Flynn asked with a shrug
"Explain!"
Flynn sighed a long sigh and then sat up straighter.
"They had no proof, evidence or claim against me. The Stabbington's dropped whatever they were going to use against me... all except the money. The police told them that a financial claim was insignificant compared to all the robberies they've committed plus they haven't got it on paper"
"So... they have nothing on you?"
"Nothing" Flynn confirmed, a cheery smile "So the twins are all locked up away from here and I'm dandy"
"So that's it?" Phoebus shook his head, confused "No more Stabbingtons?"
"Ideally not"
Phoebus nodded slowly, understandingly. "That was surprisingly easy"
"Tell me about it"
"And what about Rapunzel?"
Flynn became more concerned now, rubbing the back of his neck. "She's living with Jasmine until she needs too, her crazy mothers being locked away"
"That's heavy stuff" Phoebus said, falling beside his friend "Is she OK?"
"I haven't managed to speak to her, I got her into a lot of this mess so- "
"Hey man, she had to leave her mother one way or another you just moved it along"
Flynn nodded, but he still felt guilty. "What about your parents? How mad are they?"
"Not that mad... actually my mums pregnant"
Flynn gasped "Wait... what?"
"I know" Phoebus said with half a chuckle "Weird right?"
"Do you think they'll call it Artemis or something?" Flynn laughed
"Artemis- what?" Phoebus raised an eyebrow
"You know, the Greek Goddess of the moon"
"How do you possibly know that?"
Flynn shrugged,
"Anyway I'm not that fussed, I'm off too college soon. They're probably just replacing me since they'll have nothing to talk about"
"Christ... yeah I forgot you were heading off to college"
Phoebus let out a yawn "Let's not talk about this now anyway, wanna grab some food? I'll pay"
Flynn stood up, "Sure. Let's talk about something else... like the fact your parents still have sex"
Phoebus grimaced "Dude! Anything else!"
Flynn chuckled and pulled a t shirt over his head, "Whatever. They're going to have some moon child and you're going to be overshadowed... no pun intended"
Phoebus shoved at his friend playfully and they headed to the car for a well needed milkshake and fries.