I stopped drinking mountain dew, and also started a full time job about
the time all my writing just fell off the map. For awhile after college
I only worked a part time paper route, and that's when I did the bulk of
my writing, now that I'm working all the time I find it very difficult to
get time to write. I'm sorry to all the readers for getting so
far behind. As before this fic is now quite outdated. Still set
in the time before Niles/Daphne got married and Frasier/Roz had their fight,
etc. I'm hoping to do one based on that however as soon as I wrap up
this and the other story I started so long ago. Now all that said,
on with chapter 6. I'm going to try to finish this and the other
series in the next week or two.
Roz and Daphne didn't even have to ask how it went when they saw the brothers faces as they shuffled back into Roz's apartment.
"He wouldn't talk to us" Niles said dejectedly. Looking as lost as Daphne had ever seen him.
"We did apologize at least, so I guess now we have to wait for him?" Frasier looked at Roz and Daphne questioningly. Hoping they wouldn't advise them to go back.
"Maybe you're right." Daphne agreed.
"You might be, but now let's sit down and tell us everything that was said." Roz pulled Frasier towards the couch.
One Hour Later
"And he just sat there holding Eddie as he told us to leave and turned back to the TV." Niles finished the story. After they had discussed every nuance of what had happened that night.
"He's definitely going to need some time" Roz stated, still stunned that Martin was still acting so detached from his sons. He must have loved the dog more than she realized.
"I guess we should go back now?" Daphne spoke to her drained boyfriend. He was suddenly looking 10 years older than he usually did. Niles nodded wordlessly and took Daphne's hand as she lead him to the door.
"Talk to you tomorrow" Frasier said sadly as they left, Niles merely nodding in acknowledgement.
"I can't believe how thoroughly we have messed this up" Frasier spoke to no one in particular as he curled up on the sofa in a ball.
"You know it will work out eventually." Roz tried to comfort him, though wearing a worried look herself as she stood behind the sofa where he couldn't see her.
"I hope you're right, I just need some quiet time to think." Frasier said distractedly as he held the pillow tightly, looking a lot like a scared little boy. "OK, well you know where I am if you need to talk." Roz patted his shoulder as she moved to turn off the lights and went to bed.
Roz and Daphne didn't even have to ask how it went when they saw the brothers faces as they shuffled back into Roz's apartment.
"He wouldn't talk to us" Niles said dejectedly. Looking as lost as Daphne had ever seen him.
"We did apologize at least, so I guess now we have to wait for him?" Frasier looked at Roz and Daphne questioningly. Hoping they wouldn't advise them to go back.
"Maybe you're right." Daphne agreed.
"You might be, but now let's sit down and tell us everything that was said." Roz pulled Frasier towards the couch.
One Hour Later
"And he just sat there holding Eddie as he told us to leave and turned back to the TV." Niles finished the story. After they had discussed every nuance of what had happened that night.
"He's definitely going to need some time" Roz stated, still stunned that Martin was still acting so detached from his sons. He must have loved the dog more than she realized.
"I guess we should go back now?" Daphne spoke to her drained boyfriend. He was suddenly looking 10 years older than he usually did. Niles nodded wordlessly and took Daphne's hand as she lead him to the door.
"Talk to you tomorrow" Frasier said sadly as they left, Niles merely nodding in acknowledgement.
"I can't believe how thoroughly we have messed this up" Frasier spoke to no one in particular as he curled up on the sofa in a ball.
"You know it will work out eventually." Roz tried to comfort him, though wearing a worried look herself as she stood behind the sofa where he couldn't see her.
"I hope you're right, I just need some quiet time to think." Frasier said distractedly as he held the pillow tightly, looking a lot like a scared little boy. "OK, well you know where I am if you need to talk." Roz patted his shoulder as she moved to turn off the lights and went to bed.