Here's part one of Future Differences, the sequal to Past Difficulties. Like last time, I own nothing and am but a poor Canadian, please do not sue me. Hope you all like it!! :)
-egbkid
Logan sat up in his bed.
"Who's Max?" He looked at the door of his bedroom where his eight-year-old nephew stood.
"I don't know anyone by that name, Tynan. Why?" he asked.
"That's what you yelled just before you sat up. I came to wake you, and just as I came to the door, you yelled 'Max' and then sat up.
"I must have been having a nightmare, but I can't remember it."
"It must have been quite bad if you were shouting like that. Dad said breakfast is almost ready. You should be up, Molly is very excited about her first day of school and wishes to see you."
"Alright. Tell him to give me ten minutes, and I'll be at the table."
"Alright." Tynan turned and went down the hall to the kitchen. As Logan got out of bed, he had to smile. Tynan was only eight, and he already seemed like his father, while his niece Molly was almost six and was so much like their younger sister, Erin. He showered and dressed quickly, Molly had been so excited about her first day of kindergarten all week, and wanted Logan to walk her there on his way to work. Tynan, on the other hand, was going into third grade, and therefore thought himself old enough to walk to school on his own, even though it was his first day at the school too.
True to his word, Logan stepped into the kitchen within ten minutes. He saw Molly dancing on her chair and singing, while his brother Sean tried to serve eggs, make lunches and get Molly off the chair at the same time. Tynan sat looking through his new books and talking a mile a minute about what he was going to learn in his new school. Logan grabbed Molly around the waist and lifted her high in the air, making her laugh, he then sat her on the chair, grabbed the frying pan from Sean and put a bunch of scrambled eggs on her plate. He handed her a fork and whispered into her ear, "Eat, you have a long day ahead of you!" He served up some to Tynan and handed him a fork, then threw the pan in the sink. Logan then grabbed a piece of toast and sat down.
"Good morning!" he said cheerfully, which granted him a look from Sean.
"How ye do it, Logan, I dunno. Jus look at them, as quiet as wee mice!" It was true, once both children had a fork and food in front of them, they didn't make a sound. And Logan had been able to do it every morning since Sean and his two children had moved in with him three months ago. They had come back to Seattle from Ireland after Sean's wife Maegan had died in a car accident. Tynan and Molly would have a hard time starting school this year, not only because of their Irish accents, but also because most of their classmates were born and raised in Seattle, and had a mommy. As well, Maegan had been very active in Tynan's schooling in Ireland, and he would miss that. Logan just hoped things would work out.
"Almost time to go!' he announced, grabbing another piece of toast and pouring Molly some milk. She started to bounce in her seat, getting excited again.
Meanwhile, in another part of Seattle...
-egbkid
Logan sat up in his bed.
"Who's Max?" He looked at the door of his bedroom where his eight-year-old nephew stood.
"I don't know anyone by that name, Tynan. Why?" he asked.
"That's what you yelled just before you sat up. I came to wake you, and just as I came to the door, you yelled 'Max' and then sat up.
"I must have been having a nightmare, but I can't remember it."
"It must have been quite bad if you were shouting like that. Dad said breakfast is almost ready. You should be up, Molly is very excited about her first day of school and wishes to see you."
"Alright. Tell him to give me ten minutes, and I'll be at the table."
"Alright." Tynan turned and went down the hall to the kitchen. As Logan got out of bed, he had to smile. Tynan was only eight, and he already seemed like his father, while his niece Molly was almost six and was so much like their younger sister, Erin. He showered and dressed quickly, Molly had been so excited about her first day of kindergarten all week, and wanted Logan to walk her there on his way to work. Tynan, on the other hand, was going into third grade, and therefore thought himself old enough to walk to school on his own, even though it was his first day at the school too.
True to his word, Logan stepped into the kitchen within ten minutes. He saw Molly dancing on her chair and singing, while his brother Sean tried to serve eggs, make lunches and get Molly off the chair at the same time. Tynan sat looking through his new books and talking a mile a minute about what he was going to learn in his new school. Logan grabbed Molly around the waist and lifted her high in the air, making her laugh, he then sat her on the chair, grabbed the frying pan from Sean and put a bunch of scrambled eggs on her plate. He handed her a fork and whispered into her ear, "Eat, you have a long day ahead of you!" He served up some to Tynan and handed him a fork, then threw the pan in the sink. Logan then grabbed a piece of toast and sat down.
"Good morning!" he said cheerfully, which granted him a look from Sean.
"How ye do it, Logan, I dunno. Jus look at them, as quiet as wee mice!" It was true, once both children had a fork and food in front of them, they didn't make a sound. And Logan had been able to do it every morning since Sean and his two children had moved in with him three months ago. They had come back to Seattle from Ireland after Sean's wife Maegan had died in a car accident. Tynan and Molly would have a hard time starting school this year, not only because of their Irish accents, but also because most of their classmates were born and raised in Seattle, and had a mommy. As well, Maegan had been very active in Tynan's schooling in Ireland, and he would miss that. Logan just hoped things would work out.
"Almost time to go!' he announced, grabbing another piece of toast and pouring Molly some milk. She started to bounce in her seat, getting excited again.
Meanwhile, in another part of Seattle...