A/N Thank you all for visiting the Dixons with me, let's see what they're up to now. And for ledanna, thanks for the prompt, next chapter we'll do that :-) Oh these Dixons, it's always something, right?

They'd met up for a beer after work on Wednesdays for fuckin' ever, but now they was sittin' at the bar drinking club sodas with lime, like a couple a douchebags.

It all started after what Daryl called the All American Redneck Wedding Soiree and Beth Brawl – well he never said that out loud, he just thought it. Because I told ya before, Daryl Dixon ain't an idiot.

So after the bar brawl, Beth, in her own brand a infinite wisdom, had decided they should all go on the wagon for a while. And for reasons known only ta her, Cindy had agreed. Fuck, now they'd all been on the wagon for three weeks, and if that wasn't bad enough, they were all on some kinda health food kick.

He couldn't believe Cheetos weren't a health food, hell, they had cheese in 'em. Okay, he knew that was bullshit, but he'd tried it on her, she didn't buy it either.

Merle was over this shit, "Next time I see Beth I'ma give her hell, dammit, I can't eat that fuckin' Kale, that shit is nasty. All a man needs is a big ol' hunka meat and a tater. Now we gone to a dab a meat and a big pile a green shit on the plate."

"I hear ya brother, but ya can't put all the blame on Beth, ya gotta remember her crazy ass sister, always getting' her fired up about some new bullshit trend," Daryl just shook his head.

"Oh yeah, that husband a hers, yeah, them Chinamen love them vegetables," Merle just nodded.

"Merle, ya dumbass, Glenn ain't Chinese, he's Korean," Daryl just stared hard at his brother.

"Well whatever, point is, all them people over in that part a the world they like big piles a vegetables and that ain't food," Merle was nodding his head, agreeing with himself.

"Glenn's from Michigan. Merle I swear ta the almighty, ya scare me sometimes, " And Daryl wasn't kiddin'.

So imagine his shock and excitement when he walked through his front door and right there in plain sight sat his Beth, and her crazy ass sister, drinkin' wine an eatin' ice cream.

D.J. was sittin' in the walker contraption watchin' one a those Baby Einstein videos, which Daryl personally felt a guy ought to be high ta watch, but whatever, D.J. liked 'em, little fella was oblivious ta everythin' else goin' on.

Then he noticed Maggie had tears in her eyes, "Hey ladies, everythin' alright?" And then ah fuck, the flood gates opened and Maggie was bawlin' hard, and Beth was tryin' ta comfort her, and he was wonderin' if he dared pour hisself a glass a that wine.

Instead, he went in the kitchen and got a beer outta the fridge. He sent Merle a quick text, "We fell off the wagon."

Got one right back, "Heard that, Cindy's on her way with more wine."

He didn't know shit 'bout women, he'd tell ya that straight ta yer face, but he'd been around these women long enough ta know, that there, along with the ice cream and the tears, is a sure sign there's trouble somewhere.

So he texted back, "Get yer ass over here with a case a beer and bring D.J. a chicken nugget happy meal, and get some Cheetos and pork rinds."

"What? I'm yer fuckin' errand boy? On my way little brother." He knew he could count on Merle.

Daryl tried ta stay back in the kitchen, hopin' they wouldn't notice him. He didn't want ta end up bein' collateral damage cuz a whatever the fuck Glenn musta done ta get Maggie all riled up.

Cindy come walkin' right in the house with one a those wine carriers that had three bottles a wine in it. Fuck, were they each gonna drink their own bottle? In her other hand she hand one a those big ice cream tubs, ya know the kind that even has a handle? Cookies n Cream. That sounded kinda good, I wonder if it goes with beer.

Anyway, she went right over ta Maggie and gave her one a those big ol' Cindy hugs, the woman should patent those, and told her how sorry she was and that all men are dickheads. And they all three nodded their heads.

As unfair as that sounded ta him, ya think for one minute he was gonna disagree with three women eatin' ice cream by the fuckin' barrel and drinkin' wine by the gallon? Not if he wanted ta live he wasn't.

Then, thank gawd Merle come through the door, he was carrying the beer one handed and in the other he had one a them happy meal boxes and a big ol' grocery sack. Daryl could now take a deep breath, he had back-up.

Merle just nodded ta the women and came into the kitchen with the goods.

Daryl tried ta just blend in while he snuck in the livin' room and snatched D.J. outta that walker whatever-the-fuck thing. He put the little guy in his high chair and tore up some nuggets in tiny pieces for him on the tray.

Then Daryl and Merle ate the fries, cuz really, they probably ain't good for babies.

Daryl was downright giddy when he saw the shit Merle brought. Besides the Cheetos and the pork rinds, there was bean dip and Fritos and beef jerky. Merle knew how ta shop.

They was hidin' out in the kitchen, just drinkin', snackin' and havin' an in-depth conversation with D.J., okay yeah, they let him try the Cheetos, gotta get him trained right while he's young ya know. Anyway, he heard Maggie say in a raised voice, "Well why didn't he ever tell me before that he felt that way? I thought he liked Kale."

And Merle and Daryl just looked at each other, high fived, and tried not ta laugh out loud.

Daryl got D.J. ready for bed, was just fixin' ta lay him down when his Beth walked in the little guys room. She give him a big hug from behind and said, "You're the best husband and Daddy ever Daryl Dixon. Look at you just step up and take care of D.J. You'd never act like Glenn, yelling at Maggie just because she's trying to help him eat healthier, some men are so ungrateful."

And as much as he hated that fuckin' Kale, he was glad he never said nuthin', cuz he was thinkin' his Beth might reward him later for how fuckin' great he is an what not.

They was just walkin' back in the front room when Glenn walked through the door with a scowl on his face and carryin' a bottle a Jack.

Shit man, it's Wednesday night. But whatever, there was marriages ta be saved and all.

Glenn was just shakin' his head at the women, and they was all givin' him the hairy eyeball. He come in the kitchen, got down a water glass and filled it half full a Jack. Which is kinda amazin', cuz Daryl never knew Glenn ta drink much. Thought he was kinda a health nut and all.

He set hisself down at the kitchen table, shook his head side ta side and just said, "Women."

And Merle just nodded and said, "I hear ya chinamen."

And Daryl was just thinkin', Merle ya dumbass.

But Glenn said, "Korean Merle, Korean, from Michigan Merle."

But like Daryl, Glenn was probably smart enough ta know he was always gonna be a chinaman to Merle, cuz ya know, the dumbass thing n all.

Then Glenn started talkin' 'bout all these goofy ideas that crazy ass Maggie (nah, he didn't call her a crazy ass, not out loud anyway, sheesh) has. How she always just takes whatever the latest trend is, and she changes their whole life around ta follow whatever the fuck, and what not.

Daryl wasn't real concerned cuz, well ya know, he was eatin' Cheetos, drinkin' beer and feelin' kinda hopeful his Beth was gonna show him how much she loved him later.

But Glenn was goin' on 'bout low carbs, carb loadin', high fat, low fat, white sugar, dairy-free, Yoga, Pilates, Boot Camp, Gluten-Free, whole grains, vegetarian, and Vegan. Well seriously? Daryl lost track of it after the Vegan thing. Anyway, all kinds a shit like that. Daryl was thinkin' maybe he didn't have it so bad cuz whatever the fuck half that stuff was, his Beth had never made him do that. Well not yet anyway.

Finally Maggie jumped up offa the couch and come in the kitchen, she looked poor ol' Glenn in the eye, and she had a kinda nasty snarl on her face, "I can't believe you acted like that Glenn Rhee, I go out of my way to try and keep you healthy, to make sure you exercise and take your vitamins. You don't appreciate anything I do!" She was loaded for bear.

But then Glenn, he just looked at her, all calm, with no expression or nuthin' on his face and he said, "Maggie, has it ever even occurred to you that sometimes I'd just like to have a meat lovers pizza with a six pack of beer while I lay on the couch watching football? Shit woman, I just wish you'd get off my fuckin' ass once in a while."

And Merle mumbled under his breath, "Fuck, the chinaman has balls a steel."

And Daryl didn't say a fuckin' thing about anythin', just looked down at his Cheetos.

And Maggie, she just started cryin' again, and Glenn he musta felt guilty cuz he got up and he hugged her real tight n said, "I love you Maggie, but damn, I'm a grown man, let me decide what I eat and whether I exercise. Please baby."

And she nodded her head, kissed him, and just that quick, the fight was over.

Course, they all ended up in the living room having a couple more beverages, and he was happy as a dog with a bone cuz his Beth was sittin' in his lap, and he couldn't help hisself, he just stood right up with her in his arms and carried her on in to the bedroom.

She was a gigglin', and they was rippin' each others clothes off, and she was tellin' him she loved him, and he was sayin' it right back, and they was both agreein' that they was the happiest couple on earth, and then they rewarded each other cuz a how great they are n all.

Daryl didn't wanna get up the next mornin', but he was a workin' man, so he did. He got out in the livin' room and there was a big ol' pile a bodies. He was gonna put a sign out front that said, "Dixon's Marriage Counseling and Crash Pad." Not really, he ain't n idiot, remember?

He went in the kitchen, got the coffee goin', then he went back in the livin' room, kicked Merle square in the ass, and said, "time ta get ta work brother."

Life was good.

A/N Well there you go, I have to say, I agree with the men when it comes to the Kale :-) Thank you for reading, please review xo