A/N: Part 3 up. Fun fun! Thanks to Krista, who convinced me to post this-with or without evil ending. And to Stephie, for sending me that story! And to Dulcey, for reviewing every part of all my "Friths." And to the word "Frith," for being so...Frithy. And so the saga continues:
Dad just about passed out. It wouldn't have surprised me if he had. I'd certainly dropped a pretty big bomb on him, not to mention myself. He fell backwards and onto Lilith, who didn't appear to have heard our conversation. Good.
"Morning Martin."
"Mmm." He scampered off to his room like a dog whom I'd just kicked. Not like I do that sort of thing.
"What about my breakfast?" She asked, making even that sound, suggestive. I had to kiss her, and did-quickly.
"Take a long shower and it'll be ready when you get out."
"Oh, go cook!" She flipped her towel in my direction, and it hit my face, lightly.
"You hurt my nose," I said, trying to sound injured.
"Oh, you poor baby! Do you want me to kiss it?"
"Ew!" That was, of course, from Dad, who'd returned for whatever reason. "Lilith, can you please dress in Frasier's bathroom? I need in here for a minute. Well it might take a little-"
"Sure."
"Thanks Lilith."
He went into the bathroom and I knew that all he wanted was to hide. He had his own bathroom, but it wasn't as nice, so he prefered to use the one by my room. Why Lilith wanted to use that one when she knew her way around my apartment so well was beyond me. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and we went our seperate ways.
***
"Hey, Lilith. Where's Freddie?" He asked me while we were sitting eating our breakfast, basically in silence. I was grateful for any conversation at that point.
"Oh, he's getting ready. When I was finished, I went to wake him up. I found him, sitting at the desk, writing something."
"Did you tell him to come eat when he was done?"
"Yes, although I don't think he will. He hasn't been eating much lately. He's keeping something from me and he gets sick to his stomach whenever he does. He said he'd tell me when the time is right, but it's been a few weeks-"
"The time probably isn't right yet. He'll tell you when it is." How could he be so sure?
"Of course he will." I could only hope I looked or sounded half as sure as he did.
"Oh Freddie! We were just talking about you!" He sounded so cheerful-how stupid could he get?
"It's ok mom," he must have read the horrified expression on my face. "I'm ready to tell you. I think."
"First of all," Frasier again. "Why were you so long in telling your mother? She's been worried about you." And he hasn't?
"She didn't want anyone to know."
"She?" Well, I'd waited this long...
"Dad! I'm trying to tell you." His voice was hard but quickly softened. "Please. This is hard enough. Just let me explain."
***
I hadn't meant to annoy Frederick, but I was really losing my patience. To Lilith, I probably looked calm and naive, but it was all strategy. At least at first. Then I was jsut stupid. But I digress.
"When I came home from visiting here last time, I met this girl. We became pretty good friends-"
"You mean Samantha?" This, of course was from Lilith. Who probably hadn't mean to ask, but did anyway. Frederick nodded and just continued.
Dad just about passed out. It wouldn't have surprised me if he had. I'd certainly dropped a pretty big bomb on him, not to mention myself. He fell backwards and onto Lilith, who didn't appear to have heard our conversation. Good.
"Morning Martin."
"Mmm." He scampered off to his room like a dog whom I'd just kicked. Not like I do that sort of thing.
"What about my breakfast?" She asked, making even that sound, suggestive. I had to kiss her, and did-quickly.
"Take a long shower and it'll be ready when you get out."
"Oh, go cook!" She flipped her towel in my direction, and it hit my face, lightly.
"You hurt my nose," I said, trying to sound injured.
"Oh, you poor baby! Do you want me to kiss it?"
"Ew!" That was, of course, from Dad, who'd returned for whatever reason. "Lilith, can you please dress in Frasier's bathroom? I need in here for a minute. Well it might take a little-"
"Sure."
"Thanks Lilith."
He went into the bathroom and I knew that all he wanted was to hide. He had his own bathroom, but it wasn't as nice, so he prefered to use the one by my room. Why Lilith wanted to use that one when she knew her way around my apartment so well was beyond me. She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and we went our seperate ways.
***
"Hey, Lilith. Where's Freddie?" He asked me while we were sitting eating our breakfast, basically in silence. I was grateful for any conversation at that point.
"Oh, he's getting ready. When I was finished, I went to wake him up. I found him, sitting at the desk, writing something."
"Did you tell him to come eat when he was done?"
"Yes, although I don't think he will. He hasn't been eating much lately. He's keeping something from me and he gets sick to his stomach whenever he does. He said he'd tell me when the time is right, but it's been a few weeks-"
"The time probably isn't right yet. He'll tell you when it is." How could he be so sure?
"Of course he will." I could only hope I looked or sounded half as sure as he did.
"Oh Freddie! We were just talking about you!" He sounded so cheerful-how stupid could he get?
"It's ok mom," he must have read the horrified expression on my face. "I'm ready to tell you. I think."
"First of all," Frasier again. "Why were you so long in telling your mother? She's been worried about you." And he hasn't?
"She didn't want anyone to know."
"She?" Well, I'd waited this long...
"Dad! I'm trying to tell you." His voice was hard but quickly softened. "Please. This is hard enough. Just let me explain."
***
I hadn't meant to annoy Frederick, but I was really losing my patience. To Lilith, I probably looked calm and naive, but it was all strategy. At least at first. Then I was jsut stupid. But I digress.
"When I came home from visiting here last time, I met this girl. We became pretty good friends-"
"You mean Samantha?" This, of course was from Lilith. Who probably hadn't mean to ask, but did anyway. Frederick nodded and just continued.