Meeting the parents
Part 2
Dorothy Davidson touched her forehead feeling the damp cloth that was covering her eyes. Voices faded in and out, two she recognized as her daughter and husband's. Suddenly dread filled her as she remembered who belonged to the third. Snatching the cloth away she glared over at the alien male sitting much too close to her daughter.
"I was hoping that maybe this could have been some horrible nightmare or that maybe I had gone insane and this was all part of my delirium, but unfortunately neither is the case," she bewailed.
"You know Mother, I can count on you to be as open minded as usual. Always the warm motherly understanding I've come to know and love."
"Now mind your tongue young woman, that is still your mother. I won't have you being disrespectful. And Dorothy, you will show Charlene and her… um… young…man the same amount of respect, we are in her home." Charley's father spoke in a tone both women understood.
Before the situation could get any tenser Charley heard the sound of a car pulling into the garage.
"I should go see who that is," she looked to Vinnie with an, "if you don't want me to leave you alone in the loin's den I won't," glance.
Vinnie smiled took her hand and kissed it nodding to let her know he could handle what ever her parent threw at him.
"You go check it out, babe, I'll be fine."
"Okay I'll only be a moment." Charley smiled lovingly at him and gave her mother a frustrated backward glance.
"Now, Vinnie is it?" Thankfully Charles Davidson was a much more reasonable person and he was going to try and at least talk about what this traveler from another world and his daughter were planning. Besides he knew Charley had enough of her Mother's stubborn streak to do just what she wanted to, regardless of how they felt.
"Yes sir." Vinnie was just as willing to try and meet Charley's father half way.
"Well Vinnie, you must admit this situation is, to say the least, out of the ordinary. And as Charlene's parents we are concerned that you both have thought carefully about everything that is involved with your being together. I'm sure when you bring Charlene to meet your parents they will have similar concerns."
"Parents!" Dorothy jibed sarcastically. "That creature was probably spawned from a test tube."
Vinnie did his best to ignore her nasty remark, enough to answer Charley's father. "Both my parents died after being tortured to death in a prison camp when I was 12 years old, so there is no chance of that happening. But if they were alive I know they would love her as much as I do."
"Bravo for them," Dorothy Davidson sat up completely unmoved by Vinnie's tragedy. "But we don't have such enlighten views when it comes to our daughter. Maybe it is acceptable with what ever pack-like values your people have, but not here and not with my daughter."
"Dorothy, I think you've said just about enough," her husband warned.
"Well Charles, what would you have me say? That girl makes us risk life and limb, to come down to this forsaken area to meet her so called fiancée and when we get here she tells us she's going to marry Stuart Little on steroids."
"Look, you escapees from somebody's night mare, if by some strange stretch of your warped imagination, think I am going to just stand by and let you ruin my daughter's life…"
"MOTHER!!!!!" Charley had come back up stairs just in time to hear her mother's nasty threat and was just about to pounce on her, in Vinnie's defense, when the strangely calm white Martian stood his own ground.
"Now let me tell you somethin'," Vinnie stood focusing his attention directly at Charley's fuming mother. "I've lost my family, my home and I thought my entire reason for living, until I found your daughter. I love her more than I thought I could love any woman, Martian or Terrain. And not you, him, or anything in the known universe is going to stop me from making her my wife and spending the rest of my life making her as happy as I know how. You don't have to like it, but you'd better get use to it."
Vinnie then turned to Charley and held her chin," I think I'd better ride for a while, Sweetheart; I need to cool my jets. You gonna be okay?"
"Yeah, I can handle things, don't worry. Remember I told you it would probably go something like this. Gates is down stairs, tell her I said to go with you and I will meet you all at the scoreboard later."
Vinnie looked back over at Charley's father. "Sir, I'm sorry this couldn't have gone better and Mrs. Davidson all I can say to you is this," Vinnie turned back to Charley and pulled her into a kiss that should have burned a whole in the ozone. Letting her go he looked back at Charley's shocked, speechless, mother with a determined glare and walked out.
Another dull, loud, thud was heard as Dorothy's body fell off the couch and again hit the floor.
To be continued…
