Author's Note: Sorry the last one was soo short this one will be my reg. thousand words +, I promise. I hope u like it, I'm just really insecure bout this fic, it's gonna be pretty rad once I get past the stuff I've written already. I'm watching FUSE so I'll prob'ly put lots of music in this chap, cause music is soo important to my sole existence. lol.
Disclaimer: See chapter 1.
MkO Comes to Town
Chapter Two:
Dinner was a bust, so whether or not Ephram was planning on actually going to Mama Joy's, the decision was taken out of his hands. Despite Dr. Brown's efforts, the Mac and cheese still set on fire. How, would be a question to haunt Ephram to his grave. It was now 6:15, and Ephram, Everwood's favorite formerly purple haired, blue-eyed resident, was now in his room finishing his trig homework. He sat solemnly on his bed, headphones in place, Powerhouse 5000 pounding nicely on his eardrums. Faintly, he heard his father call his name, unconsciously, he turned up the volume.
"Ephram." Called his father, now in the doorway.
"You didn't knock." He stated simply, not looking up from his books.
"Would you have acknowledged me?" Andy countered, stepping further into the room.
"I guess we'll never know, now will we?" he deadpanned. "What do you want?" he asked bluntly
"Phone." Andy held out the phone to his son, who in return stared at it as if it was his cooking.
"Who is it?" He asked, once again not bothering to mask his curiosity.
"A young woman" Andy said, smiling. Ephram eyed his father skeptically. "I believe she said her name was Mary-Kate?" With that, Ephram snatched the phone from his father, as if it was a Junior's cheesecake.
"Hello?" And with that, Andy left.
~~*~~*~~
"Hello?" Ephram asked, eagerly, his nervousness evident in his eyes.
"Hey…" the voice drew out. The truth was she was just as nervous, possibly more, but Ephram never would have guessed.
"Hi." Ephram said, turning down his music. Obviously, she noticed.
"Aww, I love that song"
"Really? I never pegged you as a Powerhouse fan."
"Yeah well, I am more into those Smile Soup guys anyway."
"Smile Empty Soul?" Ephram offered
"Yeah, that's them." She said getting more comfortable. "Have you heard that Vendetta Red song?"
"Shatterday?"
"Yeah, that's it, I knew it was shatter something." She said, amused.
"What was it?" he heard another voice, that sounded fairly similar to the girl he was talking to.
"Shatterday." She replied.
"Oh. See, I told you it was 'shatter'-something" the voice said
"So, Eph…How are you doing?" she asked, cringing in anticipation of his answer.
"Pretty good, Mar? What's with the change in attitude?" He asked a little confused. Thrown off by her change in tone.
"I heard about your Mom." She said slightly above a whisper.
"Oh…" Was his only response.
"How's Delia?" she asked quietly.
"How is Delia? Oh my God she must be soo big now. I feel so old. What is she? 12?" The other voice went on. The other two chuckled, the mood slightly lightened.
"She's 10 actually, and she's pretty good. She and my dad went to check out some horses yesterday. Finally making good on that bribe." Ephram said, slightly muttering at the end.
"Oo! Had a horse! His name was Champ, and he was brown, I almost named him Butterscotch, but Champ was way cooler." She explained
"Oh really? And what happened to this 'champ'?" Ephram asked, knowing exactly what happened to 'this champ'.
"He died." She sighed.
"Our love fern, you let it die!" Ashley exclaimed, putting on her best 'Kate Hudson'. The three of them laughed.
"So…Mary-Kate…Not that I mind, cause quite frankly, I'm glad you called, but why did you call?" He asked.
"Well, I'm in Denver, shooting this…uh thing."
"A movie?"
"Yeah." Ephram chuckled slightly. "I'm glad you find this funny."
"Well, it is. You've finally made soo many movies; you don't even know what it is anymore. You people do movies for everything so I'll—"
"We do NOT!"
"Yeah you do. You turn sixteen, you make a movie. You wanna go to Paris, you make a movie. I didn't even get a car, but you get millions of dollars and a car, plus I'm older than you!"
"What can I say?"
"How bout 'Sure Ephram, I'll spot you the fifty grand for that 1965 Mustang Shelby GT350, call it a birthday present'? I won't even hold it over your head for Hanukah." He suggested smartly.
"Sure. Why don't you just ask your dad for the car?"
"Yeah well….You're in Denver?" he asked
"Just entered town limits. ' Welcome to Everwood. Population: 9,531'" she read
"Small town." Ashley commented
"Wait, what? You guys are in Everwood?!" he exclaimed, shooting up, only to fall back down (he forgot to take off his headphones) "Oof!" Mary-Kate laughed.
"Yeah, now tell us where what street you live on, we'll be there in 5.."
"Dearborn."
"Really? That's soo cute." she said "Dearborn" she replied to her sister.
"Aww, that is cute."
"I'll see you soon. Bye Eph."
"See ya Mar. Tell Ash, I say 'hello'."
"Will do. Bye."
"Ciao." He said, and hung up. He looked up, at his mirror. "Ah Shit!" he exclaimed and dived headfirst into his closet.
~~*~~*~~
After ten minutes of rummaging through his entire wardrobe, and concluding he had no clothes he decided on a black tee shirt that read "Don't talk to me when I'm talking to myself." and a gray long-sleeved shirt to go underneath. Ephram looked outside his window and noticed a blue convertible with two blonde girls in the front seat pull up. Shit, they're here. He quickly slipped on his shoes, and practically tumbled down the stairs.
"Whoa! Where's the fire?!" Dr. Brown exclaimed rhetorically as his son flew passed him.
Ephram ignored his father and went strait to the door and opened it.
"Hey."
A/n: Yeah, I know it sucks but give me a break, I just suck at this. I know this one's kinda short too, but it is 1,000+, just like I said. I hope u review, it will really help get the next chap up. If you got any suggestions write 'em in the review. I'll start typing tonight, but it probably won't be up till tomorrow.
tasha ;-)
