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Pretender." They belong to Steve Long Mitchell, Craig W. Sickel, and TNT.
OK LISTEN UP *****Jarod has never read X-Men so the scene if plausible OK! *****
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 57
Dream
Silver Lake 7:15 A.M.
Kyle leaves Jarod to ponder the past. Walking out of the doghouse, he follows his nose and ears toward the kitchen. Walking into it, Kyle gasps at it, the simple huge kitchen, looking at the 'toys' it seemed like latest model of everything that could go into a kitchen was found on the counter top. Each toy had its own place and everything looked extremely well organized 'he must get that from me.'
Junior was standing in the middle of the kitchen fending off his family from entering into his domain with a wooden spoon. Hitting anyone who would dare to go past an invisible line he made up. Watching Icky holding a squiring Faith as she tried for all her worth to break free, brought a light laugh.
"Well good morning," whispers Margaret "this young gentleman is cooking us breakfast."
"Pancakes," demands Faith.
"Yes Faith," both Icky and Jason say.
"Pancakes," screams Faith "Now!"
"Please," starts Jason "have some patience." Earning him a grimace from both Icky and Junior. Jason starts to wonder what he has said wrong when he finds out the hard way.
"NO!" shrieks Faith "PANCAKES! I want PANCAKES right now." Faith bangs her hands on the tabletop to emphasize her point of view "NO PATIENCE! Want right now!"
"Faith," snaps Jones as she walks into the room looking like death warmed up "Enough," she hisses at the little girl. Walking passed Junior she picks up the clock that was on the counter.
"My god," Jones groans "It only 7:25 in the freaking morning!" Dropping the clock she turns around and heads back the way she came "Go back to bed," Jones orders as she leaves.
"Still not a morning person," remarks Kyle as he follows Jones out.
"He can say that again," laughs Kylie "Mom and mornings so don't get along," explaining it to the new comers "Moms an owl." The kids start to tell stories about how much of a non-morning person Jones is.
"I remember the time your mother," pointing to Kylie "refused to send you guys to the public school. Because as she put it 'the barbaric torture getting up that early' was insane to her rational mind," says Mouse.
"Or how about the time mother refused to answer the phone until it was a reasonable time," laughs Kylie. Watching some of the faces exchange confused looks Kylie clarifies "mothers idea of reasonable time is between 1 P.M. and 12 A.M. call any time other then that it better be a life threatening emergency."
"Well," laughing Emily says "I better keep that in mind."
"If you don't go to school. How do you learn," questions Margaret.
"Oh, we all go to school," says Tracer "We just go to night school. It's more like a combination of High School, Shop Class and College."
"Yeah," laughs Kylie "We get to pick what class we want, then we go to those class. OF course there are certain class we have to go to but all in all its way cool."
Dog House 7:30 A.M.
Staring at the picture that Mouse handed him, Jarod tries to search his memory once again for the missing information. And once again he draws a blank. Getting frustrated he gets up, paces the room looking for any more objects that might trigger his memory. Finding only a picture of Kyle and Maggie in the same pose as Miss Parker and him, Jarod leaves the room.
Going out in the hallway he easily hears the laughter from the kitchen, shaking his head he goes the opposite way. Finding himself back in the main entranceway from last night, Jarod starts to climb the steps. Walking down the hallway, he opens one room. Inside he couldn't tell if it was a girls or boys room, it was filled with airplanes and graphic designs.
Closing the door he goes to the other side and opens that door. Inside his knows that this room is a boys room, its filled with comics, kitchen supplies 'Must be Junior's room' a portable computer is surrounded by pictures of a man with claws coming out of his hands. "Wow," states Jarod "I wonder if the Centre did that to him."
Hearing snickering behind him, Jarod turns to find Block.
"That's Logan," states Block.
"Does he have a last name," asks Jarod. Watching Block look at him funny, then see a smile almost break throw.
Looking at Jarod funny Block realizes that Jarod has never read any x-men comics or maybe has never read any comics at all. 'Maybe I should tell him that Logan is Miss Parker's long lost brother and he's pissed at him' struggling to hold in the smile that is trying to break out. "Yes, Jarod he does. Logan's last name is."
Jones's Room
Flopping down on her bed, she barely registers the fact that Kyle has followed her to her room. Groaning she closes her eyes, feeling the bed drip from the added weight.
"Still not a morning person," laughs Kyle as he starts to rug her back "back pain?"
"Yes," she groans, "some things never change. Lower."
Kitchen
"Hmm, that was good," compliments Major Charles.
"Thanks," replies Kyle as he is cleaning the utensils. Watching the kid Major Charles starts to wonder who he is more like. Each of his kids act like him expect Emily she acted more like her mother.
"Wow," says Debbie "you guys have a great house."
"This is nothing," dismisses Icky "You should see the backyard or Computer Central."
"Computer Central," asks Broots.
"Yeah," laughs Tracer "It's so cool, has the latest in computer hardware and software. Plus we now have a great guy on the board."
"Who," asks Debbie.
"Angelo," laughs Tracer "he is a computer icon. Pure genius." Both girls laugh relaying their own stories of Angelo.
"Hey Icky," says Mouse "where is your dad?"
"He sulking," replies Icky.
"Ah, no he's not," contradicts Mouse "He is also not in the dog house."
"That's ok," dismiss Debbie "as long as he and Miss P are not left in the same room."
"Really," says Kyle as he stops cleaning. Icky stops eating putting his half raised fork back down. Looking at Debbie questionable.
"What makes you say that," asks Icky as sweetly as he could. Major Charles starts to pick up on the tension slowly rising in the room 'good grief, let's talk over protective.'
"Well," replies Debbie everyone knows that ever time Jarod and Miss Parker get together, they fight like cats and dogs. No pun intended. But please the last time I heard Jarod and Miss Parker having one of their fighting matches, she smacked him."
"Smacked him," asks Major Charles 'what on earth for.'
"Well yeah," answers Debbie "the one where he was yelling at her for keeping him away from his son. The one Zoe is carrying," Major Charles looks at the kids everyone but his grandsons looks ok. "Yeah he was really nasty to her. I think I even called her a.," blushing Debbie starts to stutter.
"What Debbie did my son call Miss Parker," asks Major Charles "If you really think it's that bad, whisper it into my ear."
Debbie leans over and whispers into Major Charles's ear, causing him to gasp out loud. By now everyone was looking at him, struggling to control his own temper, Major Charles stood up. Choking out "I'll be right back," he walks out of the room.
**************** Later Dream
OK LISTEN UP *****Jarod has never read X-Men so the scene if plausible OK! *****
Where my pretty one lies.. Part 57
Dream
Silver Lake 7:15 A.M.
Kyle leaves Jarod to ponder the past. Walking out of the doghouse, he follows his nose and ears toward the kitchen. Walking into it, Kyle gasps at it, the simple huge kitchen, looking at the 'toys' it seemed like latest model of everything that could go into a kitchen was found on the counter top. Each toy had its own place and everything looked extremely well organized 'he must get that from me.'
Junior was standing in the middle of the kitchen fending off his family from entering into his domain with a wooden spoon. Hitting anyone who would dare to go past an invisible line he made up. Watching Icky holding a squiring Faith as she tried for all her worth to break free, brought a light laugh.
"Well good morning," whispers Margaret "this young gentleman is cooking us breakfast."
"Pancakes," demands Faith.
"Yes Faith," both Icky and Jason say.
"Pancakes," screams Faith "Now!"
"Please," starts Jason "have some patience." Earning him a grimace from both Icky and Junior. Jason starts to wonder what he has said wrong when he finds out the hard way.
"NO!" shrieks Faith "PANCAKES! I want PANCAKES right now." Faith bangs her hands on the tabletop to emphasize her point of view "NO PATIENCE! Want right now!"
"Faith," snaps Jones as she walks into the room looking like death warmed up "Enough," she hisses at the little girl. Walking passed Junior she picks up the clock that was on the counter.
"My god," Jones groans "It only 7:25 in the freaking morning!" Dropping the clock she turns around and heads back the way she came "Go back to bed," Jones orders as she leaves.
"Still not a morning person," remarks Kyle as he follows Jones out.
"He can say that again," laughs Kylie "Mom and mornings so don't get along," explaining it to the new comers "Moms an owl." The kids start to tell stories about how much of a non-morning person Jones is.
"I remember the time your mother," pointing to Kylie "refused to send you guys to the public school. Because as she put it 'the barbaric torture getting up that early' was insane to her rational mind," says Mouse.
"Or how about the time mother refused to answer the phone until it was a reasonable time," laughs Kylie. Watching some of the faces exchange confused looks Kylie clarifies "mothers idea of reasonable time is between 1 P.M. and 12 A.M. call any time other then that it better be a life threatening emergency."
"Well," laughing Emily says "I better keep that in mind."
"If you don't go to school. How do you learn," questions Margaret.
"Oh, we all go to school," says Tracer "We just go to night school. It's more like a combination of High School, Shop Class and College."
"Yeah," laughs Kylie "We get to pick what class we want, then we go to those class. OF course there are certain class we have to go to but all in all its way cool."
Dog House 7:30 A.M.
Staring at the picture that Mouse handed him, Jarod tries to search his memory once again for the missing information. And once again he draws a blank. Getting frustrated he gets up, paces the room looking for any more objects that might trigger his memory. Finding only a picture of Kyle and Maggie in the same pose as Miss Parker and him, Jarod leaves the room.
Going out in the hallway he easily hears the laughter from the kitchen, shaking his head he goes the opposite way. Finding himself back in the main entranceway from last night, Jarod starts to climb the steps. Walking down the hallway, he opens one room. Inside he couldn't tell if it was a girls or boys room, it was filled with airplanes and graphic designs.
Closing the door he goes to the other side and opens that door. Inside his knows that this room is a boys room, its filled with comics, kitchen supplies 'Must be Junior's room' a portable computer is surrounded by pictures of a man with claws coming out of his hands. "Wow," states Jarod "I wonder if the Centre did that to him."
Hearing snickering behind him, Jarod turns to find Block.
"That's Logan," states Block.
"Does he have a last name," asks Jarod. Watching Block look at him funny, then see a smile almost break throw.
Looking at Jarod funny Block realizes that Jarod has never read any x-men comics or maybe has never read any comics at all. 'Maybe I should tell him that Logan is Miss Parker's long lost brother and he's pissed at him' struggling to hold in the smile that is trying to break out. "Yes, Jarod he does. Logan's last name is."
Jones's Room
Flopping down on her bed, she barely registers the fact that Kyle has followed her to her room. Groaning she closes her eyes, feeling the bed drip from the added weight.
"Still not a morning person," laughs Kyle as he starts to rug her back "back pain?"
"Yes," she groans, "some things never change. Lower."
Kitchen
"Hmm, that was good," compliments Major Charles.
"Thanks," replies Kyle as he is cleaning the utensils. Watching the kid Major Charles starts to wonder who he is more like. Each of his kids act like him expect Emily she acted more like her mother.
"Wow," says Debbie "you guys have a great house."
"This is nothing," dismisses Icky "You should see the backyard or Computer Central."
"Computer Central," asks Broots.
"Yeah," laughs Tracer "It's so cool, has the latest in computer hardware and software. Plus we now have a great guy on the board."
"Who," asks Debbie.
"Angelo," laughs Tracer "he is a computer icon. Pure genius." Both girls laugh relaying their own stories of Angelo.
"Hey Icky," says Mouse "where is your dad?"
"He sulking," replies Icky.
"Ah, no he's not," contradicts Mouse "He is also not in the dog house."
"That's ok," dismiss Debbie "as long as he and Miss P are not left in the same room."
"Really," says Kyle as he stops cleaning. Icky stops eating putting his half raised fork back down. Looking at Debbie questionable.
"What makes you say that," asks Icky as sweetly as he could. Major Charles starts to pick up on the tension slowly rising in the room 'good grief, let's talk over protective.'
"Well," replies Debbie everyone knows that ever time Jarod and Miss Parker get together, they fight like cats and dogs. No pun intended. But please the last time I heard Jarod and Miss Parker having one of their fighting matches, she smacked him."
"Smacked him," asks Major Charles 'what on earth for.'
"Well yeah," answers Debbie "the one where he was yelling at her for keeping him away from his son. The one Zoe is carrying," Major Charles looks at the kids everyone but his grandsons looks ok. "Yeah he was really nasty to her. I think I even called her a.," blushing Debbie starts to stutter.
"What Debbie did my son call Miss Parker," asks Major Charles "If you really think it's that bad, whisper it into my ear."
Debbie leans over and whispers into Major Charles's ear, causing him to gasp out loud. By now everyone was looking at him, struggling to control his own temper, Major Charles stood up. Choking out "I'll be right back," he walks out of the room.
**************** Later Dream