I ain't no Dark Angel
Chapter 5
Disclaimer: See chapter 1 (If you aren't convinced that I don't own Dark Angel.)
Dedication: To whom else but my favorite reviewers, thank you all!!!
Melissa - okay girl, it's a deal!
I would go back and mention the names of everyone that reviewed and how much I enjoyed the reviews but my connection is slow today, sorry!!! Hope you like this chapter! You people should check out my other stories if you get the time. Deal?
Oh, there isn't much to visualize in this chapter but some of it can be rather funny if you think about it. If you don't understand what I mean then get to the middle of the story and you will see what I mean.
*****
The day had passed by eventlessly and Logan had agreed to take Alec out to dinner after a lot of whining by the little boy in question. Honestly, sometimes Logan thought that Alec was never going to grow up and would always remain the little boy who always sucked up to his elders whenever he was in need of anything. But the truth was, Logan wouldn't have enjoyed his life as much as he had if it hadn't been for Alec, Logan remembered a specific parents evening, what a disaster that day was! And it was all due to the rascal in the toilet singing his heart out.
'Does Alec have diarrhea?' Logan wondered. It was a good question since Alec had been in the toilet for the last 17 minutes and he kept singing the same lines of a song like a broken record.
Sighing, Logan sat down on the couch and his thoughts were back to that faithful evening when he was in 6th grade. Logan was 10 years old and little Alec was 5 years old. Logan's parents had reluctantly agreed to take Alec with because the result otherwise would have been to leave Fogle Towers. Why you ask? The answer is that Alec would have cried his little heart out and so the entire neighborhood would come running to his rescue. Mr. And Mrs. Marino were Alec's favorite, once he told them that he cries so much because he is always abused!
The boy might have been little but he certainly knew how to stir up the neighborhood. He even asked the Marino's to call social service people saying that he couldn't bear it anymore. The Marino's being the idiots that they were actually did call the Social Security Personnel's department, and how the Cale's managed to make them go away is a mystery to Logan to this day.
Anyways, the 6th grade parents evening was going fine, Mr. And Mrs. Cale were elegantly dressed up for the occasion and very ready to discuss any of Logan's weak points with his teacher. The Cales were called to go into the classroom, which they did and had a seat, ready to start the discussion with Mr. Antony, Logan's class teacher.
(A/N: Start visualizing here okay?)
Logan and Alec weren't allowed to go into the room and so they waited patiently outside in the parking lot. Well, Logan waited patiently, Alec just jumped around the place complaining about how rude the teacher was and how unfair it was that he wasn't allowed to have any of the snacks arranged for the parents. Logan just grunted to whatever Alec said, he let it enter his left ear and had it exit thought his right. Sometimes Logan wished that he didn't have a little brother; they could be sooooooo noisy at times, and by "at times", Logan meant "all the time."
Alec was still going on about how ugly the teacher was and how disgusting the food was going to taste and how sick the eaters would be, then he suddenly changed the story to talk about how fun it would be add grass and sticks to the soup and add sand to the drinks. Then suddenly . . . there was silence!
Yes! For once in Logan's life, he thanked God for the beauty of silence and just closed his eyes to savor the moment. His moment of peace was rudely interrupted by funny scratching noises coming from behind him. Logan reluctantly opened his eyes to find Alec adding sand to his jean pockets.
"Alec, what are you doing?" Logan asked looking at his little brother who was excitedly adding more sand to his pockets.
"Collecting sand, silly!" he replied not bothering to look at his brother who just stood there looking on.
"I can see that, but why?" Logan asked.
"You are so silly! You never listen to me, I'm going to add this to the drink in the staff room," he said laughing, "it's going to taste great!" he said, finally looking up at Logan.
"Want to help me?" Alec asked, giving Logan huge sad eyes that begged out for his help.
"No." Logan said crossing his arms and looking strictly at Alec.
"Please Logan?" Alec said holding Logan's hand and tugging on his shirt sleeve.
"I said 'no', Alec," Logan said standing his ground. Alec knew it would be pointless to ask his brother nicely, the answer would once again be a big fat 'no'. So he tried the only other method he knew to get Logan to agree : BLACKMAIL!!!
"Fine," Alec said, "I'll just tell Dad that you spilt coke on his favorite shirt while trying it on, and then I'll Mom that you ate all the custard pie she made for uncle Bling's birthday, and then I'll tell . . ."
"Okay, FINE!" Logan said exasperatedly, "I'll help you," he added with slumped shoulders.
*****
TBC.
A/N: Sorry to cut the story there but I gotta run an errand for my mommy before I get the 3rd degree. Please tell me how the story is so far, the parent's evening story will continue if you people like it.
Oh, and Max is coming up soon. He, he, there are sooooooo many twists coming up, come on, you know you want to review!!!
Bye
Sab
Chapter 5
Disclaimer: See chapter 1 (If you aren't convinced that I don't own Dark Angel.)
Dedication: To whom else but my favorite reviewers, thank you all!!!
Melissa - okay girl, it's a deal!
I would go back and mention the names of everyone that reviewed and how much I enjoyed the reviews but my connection is slow today, sorry!!! Hope you like this chapter! You people should check out my other stories if you get the time. Deal?
Oh, there isn't much to visualize in this chapter but some of it can be rather funny if you think about it. If you don't understand what I mean then get to the middle of the story and you will see what I mean.
*****
The day had passed by eventlessly and Logan had agreed to take Alec out to dinner after a lot of whining by the little boy in question. Honestly, sometimes Logan thought that Alec was never going to grow up and would always remain the little boy who always sucked up to his elders whenever he was in need of anything. But the truth was, Logan wouldn't have enjoyed his life as much as he had if it hadn't been for Alec, Logan remembered a specific parents evening, what a disaster that day was! And it was all due to the rascal in the toilet singing his heart out.
'Does Alec have diarrhea?' Logan wondered. It was a good question since Alec had been in the toilet for the last 17 minutes and he kept singing the same lines of a song like a broken record.
Sighing, Logan sat down on the couch and his thoughts were back to that faithful evening when he was in 6th grade. Logan was 10 years old and little Alec was 5 years old. Logan's parents had reluctantly agreed to take Alec with because the result otherwise would have been to leave Fogle Towers. Why you ask? The answer is that Alec would have cried his little heart out and so the entire neighborhood would come running to his rescue. Mr. And Mrs. Marino were Alec's favorite, once he told them that he cries so much because he is always abused!
The boy might have been little but he certainly knew how to stir up the neighborhood. He even asked the Marino's to call social service people saying that he couldn't bear it anymore. The Marino's being the idiots that they were actually did call the Social Security Personnel's department, and how the Cale's managed to make them go away is a mystery to Logan to this day.
Anyways, the 6th grade parents evening was going fine, Mr. And Mrs. Cale were elegantly dressed up for the occasion and very ready to discuss any of Logan's weak points with his teacher. The Cales were called to go into the classroom, which they did and had a seat, ready to start the discussion with Mr. Antony, Logan's class teacher.
(A/N: Start visualizing here okay?)
Logan and Alec weren't allowed to go into the room and so they waited patiently outside in the parking lot. Well, Logan waited patiently, Alec just jumped around the place complaining about how rude the teacher was and how unfair it was that he wasn't allowed to have any of the snacks arranged for the parents. Logan just grunted to whatever Alec said, he let it enter his left ear and had it exit thought his right. Sometimes Logan wished that he didn't have a little brother; they could be sooooooo noisy at times, and by "at times", Logan meant "all the time."
Alec was still going on about how ugly the teacher was and how disgusting the food was going to taste and how sick the eaters would be, then he suddenly changed the story to talk about how fun it would be add grass and sticks to the soup and add sand to the drinks. Then suddenly . . . there was silence!
Yes! For once in Logan's life, he thanked God for the beauty of silence and just closed his eyes to savor the moment. His moment of peace was rudely interrupted by funny scratching noises coming from behind him. Logan reluctantly opened his eyes to find Alec adding sand to his jean pockets.
"Alec, what are you doing?" Logan asked looking at his little brother who was excitedly adding more sand to his pockets.
"Collecting sand, silly!" he replied not bothering to look at his brother who just stood there looking on.
"I can see that, but why?" Logan asked.
"You are so silly! You never listen to me, I'm going to add this to the drink in the staff room," he said laughing, "it's going to taste great!" he said, finally looking up at Logan.
"Want to help me?" Alec asked, giving Logan huge sad eyes that begged out for his help.
"No." Logan said crossing his arms and looking strictly at Alec.
"Please Logan?" Alec said holding Logan's hand and tugging on his shirt sleeve.
"I said 'no', Alec," Logan said standing his ground. Alec knew it would be pointless to ask his brother nicely, the answer would once again be a big fat 'no'. So he tried the only other method he knew to get Logan to agree : BLACKMAIL!!!
"Fine," Alec said, "I'll just tell Dad that you spilt coke on his favorite shirt while trying it on, and then I'll Mom that you ate all the custard pie she made for uncle Bling's birthday, and then I'll tell . . ."
"Okay, FINE!" Logan said exasperatedly, "I'll help you," he added with slumped shoulders.
*****
TBC.
A/N: Sorry to cut the story there but I gotta run an errand for my mommy before I get the 3rd degree. Please tell me how the story is so far, the parent's evening story will continue if you people like it.
Oh, and Max is coming up soon. He, he, there are sooooooo many twists coming up, come on, you know you want to review!!!
Bye
Sab