Chapter 6

A/N: I am soooo sorry for the delay!!! Just with the school, and sickness and the alien abduction! It's been so hectic! Well, I am here now. So, enjoy!

Frank self-consciously ran his hand through his hair but was stopped short by Monica slapping it.

"I just got that finished and your going to touch it?!" she stared at him in disbelief.

Frank sighed audibly which made Cody snicker. Frank chose to ignore Cody and what he hoped was inconspicuously, looked at himself in the reflection of a blank TV monitor. The sight of himself made him sigh again. Monica had happily made him up into his 'character' he was playing in Angelo's. Monica had found some blond coloured hair jell and had, had a field day with it. His normally black hair was now twisted into choppy blond spikes. She had also given him a earring and a serpent tattoo that traveled from below the collar of his shirt and up the back of his neck. She had also taken great pride (and far too much enjoyment) in his outfit. His shirt was a button up short sleeve white silk shirt that "wasn't allowed to be buttoned up all the way," Monica said so.

"It defeats the purpose to have a silk shirt if you button it up all the way. You might as well wear a tie with it if you do that". What Donovan thought defeated the purpose was wearing shirt, and then only buttoning it up half way! He looked at his mostly bare chest. 'Hell! I might as well not be wearing the friggin' thing!' he thought with another sigh. And his discomfort didn't end with is shirt and hair. OH NO, not at all. She had then proceeded to give him a pair of trendy (he shuddered at the thought of the word) low rise baggy jeans. And she down right refused to let him wear a belt!

Donovan hitched his thumbs into the belt loops and tugged up on them pulling them higher onto his lean hips. "Monica, I swear, I will shoot you if you do not at least let me wear a belt!".

Monica just gave him a disapproving glare "Look, if you want to play the part of Julieus Deluka the trendy, (that word again!) club hoppin', drug usin', par-tay guy you will just have to look the part" Monica pursed her lips trying to suppress a smile and added just to piss him off ",and anybody with any sort of fashion sense knows not to wear a belt with a pair of jeans like those."

Donovan looked at Monica with a cocked eyebrow "Your saying I have no fashion sense?! Look at Cody!"

Cody raised his hands in surrender "Hey! The scruffy skate border meets George Clooney look works for me!" he pointed to Donovan with disapproval "So don't you try to pin your hardships on me, just cause you have no fashion sense".

Donovan clenched his jaw "Cody, I will shoot you out of spite, don't test me"

Cody put a hand up "Woah! Gear down big rig!" he waved his hand around "We are all frie.." Donovans glare as he reached for the gun that he had laid on the small table made him stop "er, people that work together and happen to sometimes get along here" he opened his arms as if asking for a hug "so can we skip all the shooting and pain and get right on to being life long buddies"

Donovan grabbed the gun from the table and stuck it in the air

Cody jumped up "hey hey! Violence is not the answer!"

Donovan growled "No you're right it's not…." he stuck the gun in the waist band of his pants and turned around and started to walk out. As he reached the door he turned around with an evil smile on his face "It is the question, the answer is 'yes' "

Cody gave him a weak smile "Uh right, wise words boss….um not meaning to question the mentally-stable-challenged guy with the gun but where are you going?"

"to find Alex" he gave Cody a dark glare as Cody's mouth opened again "no comments if you would please".

Cody stuck his hands up again "hey I know when to be quiet!"

Donovan just sighed and left the van, heading back towards the Nest.

Monica gave Cody a dirty look "YOU know when to be quiet?!" she shook her head "One of these days that man is really going to shoot you. And I am gonna let him! As a matter of a fact I am going to help him!"

Cody gave her a indignant look "Hey! I didn't say what I was going to say when he said he was going to find Alex! I have some restraint!"

Monica rolled her eyes "yah, Donovan's gun" she turned back to her clip board but swung back around "George Clooney?!"

Cody shrugged "come on, I could give ol' Georgy a run for his money" He puffed his chest out.

Monica made a face "nobody gives George Clooney a run for his money" she thought for a second "well maybe Brad Pitt, but other than that."

Cody rolled his eyes "Oh come on I dress way better than Brad Pitt"

Monica looked back at her clip board and muttered "In you dreams scrawny-boy".

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