A/N: Hey! My week's been so-so. My Senators lost 4-1 to Toronto. :( But
there was something good. I play saxophone in my school band, and on
Tuesday we came in first place at a jazz competition! Whoo! Our final score
was 95 out of a possible 100, 10 points above the second place band. I'm so
happy! ... Thank you guys for reviewing! If you guys didn't review, I
wouldn't have written this chapter! Ya'll give me the inspiration to keep
writing. That, and If I didn't update soon smilies' hat would get me. Eeep.
Anyways, I decided to add a little controversy. I dunno if you noticed, but
Albert is kinda the "favorite" and Edgar ain't happy about it. This will
all change in due time...
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Day 2 9:51pm
Albert brought home new girlfriend for the first time.
Albert- Mom, Dad, Edgar, this is Kendra. Ken, these are my parents, and this is my brother.
Kendra- *nervously* Hello. How do you do?
Mrs. P- Hi there, Kenya.
Albert- It's Kendra.
Mrs. P- Oh, sorry! Kendra. Albert seems to prefer keeping you a secret. Mind you, he never does tell us about his sex life.
Mr. P- What Sex Life?! *cough cough* Albert Allan Donald —
Albert- Dad, I don't have a sex life. Mum's just being weird and trying to embarrass me.
Mrs. P- I am not! I just think if you have a girlfriend, she should become our girlfriend, too!
Edgar- eh?
Albert- Well, while Mom's going crazy, lets go watch TV.
Mr. P- Your mother is not crazy! *cough* She's just a little confused. Pardon me, but what do you mean, darling?
Mrs. P-*to Kendra* I mean, it's only fair we know as much about you as our son does! And I'm sure he's told you plenty about us.
Kendra- Not really.
Mrs. P- hmm?
Kendra- Actually, we don't know much about each other yet. We met while I was working and were a couple by the end of the night.
Albert- So Kendra, we should be going now!
Mrs. P- Kendra, where did you say you work?
Kendra- At Mistress Foxy's, on Sheldon Street.
Mr. P- *cough* I've never heard of that. Is it a new restaurant?
Kendra- *laughing slightly* No! It's a strip club! Albert came in and saw my act. You two have raised a very good tipper. He talked to me backstage after the show and asked me to, you know... But I said no, so he asked me out to dinner instead.
Mrs. P- You're an exotic dancer?
Kendra- If you wanna get all technical, yeah. I just say stripper.
Edgar- Nice one, Albert! Score!
Mr. P- Edgar! I'm sorry, Kendra, but we're going to have to ask you to visit another time. We need to have a talk with our son.
Mrs. P- Yes, although the way this talk might go, Albert won't be having guests for quite a while.
Kendra- *still oblivious she said anything wrong* Okay. Bye, Albert. Come visit me at work again some time. Bring the family, if you want to!
Edgar- I'm there!
Mrs. P- No, you most certainly are not! Good day, Kendra.
*Kendra exits*
Mr. P- Albert, night has fallen, so you have tonight to think what you did. We'll talk punishment in the morning.
Albert- I'm getting in trouble for having a girlfriend!
Mrs. P- Despite her choice of profession, Kendra is not the problem. The problem is how and where you met. You know you're not allowed in those places!
Albert- They let me in, so I must be old enough!
Edgar- Cool! So I can go to strip clubs next year? Awesome!
Mr. P- Neither of you are allowed in *cough* those places! Besides, the fact that she's working there so young MUST be illegal in ten different ways! A seventeen year-old working as a *cough* strip-- thing.
Albert- *looking at floor* actually, she's twenty three.
Edgar- Go Al! You are so cool when you're not putting on that prep show!
Mrs. P- Edgar! You are not part of this discussion! Go to your room!
Edgar- Fine. At least I'm not the one dating a glamorized prostitute...
Albert- She is not! You fucking worm! You don't even know her!
Mr. P- Edgar: room, now! Albert, watch your tongue or you'll be in it more then you already are!
*Edgar goes upstairs, Albert steaming mad*
Albert- She's not like that! She took that job because she had to! Her dad got fired so she quit school, got a job, and is helping him until he gets back on his feet.
Mrs. P- That's terrible... How long ago did he loose his job?
Albert- *surveying floor again* Four, five, maybe six years ago...
Mr. P- I don't know Kendra's father, but *cough* it sounds to me that he's never getting back on his feet.
Mrs. P- He's probably forcing the girl to dance! Poor thing.
Albert- Stop! You don't know her, you don't know her family. It's her business. I may be her boyfriend but I figured the subject would be difficult for her so I didn't ask too many questions. That's why I don't know much about her. Happy now?
Mrs. P- Not one bit, mister!
Albert- Well too fucking bad! I'm going to bed. *Albert exits. Poes speechless*
Mrs. P- This is the kind of thing you'd expect from Edgar, not my baby boy.
Mr. P- He's not a child anymore, and I think we've forgotten that. Let's go to bed. We'll all feel better in the morning.
~~~End of Chapter 3~~~
Betcha weren't expectin that! Heheheh... Just out of curiosity, do you guys think these chapters are a) too long, b) too short, or c) just fine? I don't want to have a really short story with no climax or plot or anything, but a really long story can be really boring when not well written.
Oh! Another thing! To people who do songfics- I'm planning on doing one, do I need to know anything? Or am I good to go with just a song in mind and a story to go with it? Thank you guys once again for reviewing! You really know how to make a newbie feel welcome! *gets all teary* Well I gotta go think of a new chapter! Got any ideas? Review and tell me them!
-KittyWillow xoxo
P.S. Final shoutouts:
Mosh-13- Thanks, hun! Still vamp crazy, eh? By the way, tell Alex I'm not a prep or a nerd and that he's just screwed in the head. Break up with him for Kyle! lol joke joke
Smilies- Thanks for reviewing, but now I'm scared! *types faster to avoid being attacked by the lethal hat*
Day 2 9:51pm
Albert brought home new girlfriend for the first time.
Albert- Mom, Dad, Edgar, this is Kendra. Ken, these are my parents, and this is my brother.
Kendra- *nervously* Hello. How do you do?
Mrs. P- Hi there, Kenya.
Albert- It's Kendra.
Mrs. P- Oh, sorry! Kendra. Albert seems to prefer keeping you a secret. Mind you, he never does tell us about his sex life.
Mr. P- What Sex Life?! *cough cough* Albert Allan Donald —
Albert- Dad, I don't have a sex life. Mum's just being weird and trying to embarrass me.
Mrs. P- I am not! I just think if you have a girlfriend, she should become our girlfriend, too!
Edgar- eh?
Albert- Well, while Mom's going crazy, lets go watch TV.
Mr. P- Your mother is not crazy! *cough* She's just a little confused. Pardon me, but what do you mean, darling?
Mrs. P-*to Kendra* I mean, it's only fair we know as much about you as our son does! And I'm sure he's told you plenty about us.
Kendra- Not really.
Mrs. P- hmm?
Kendra- Actually, we don't know much about each other yet. We met while I was working and were a couple by the end of the night.
Albert- So Kendra, we should be going now!
Mrs. P- Kendra, where did you say you work?
Kendra- At Mistress Foxy's, on Sheldon Street.
Mr. P- *cough* I've never heard of that. Is it a new restaurant?
Kendra- *laughing slightly* No! It's a strip club! Albert came in and saw my act. You two have raised a very good tipper. He talked to me backstage after the show and asked me to, you know... But I said no, so he asked me out to dinner instead.
Mrs. P- You're an exotic dancer?
Kendra- If you wanna get all technical, yeah. I just say stripper.
Edgar- Nice one, Albert! Score!
Mr. P- Edgar! I'm sorry, Kendra, but we're going to have to ask you to visit another time. We need to have a talk with our son.
Mrs. P- Yes, although the way this talk might go, Albert won't be having guests for quite a while.
Kendra- *still oblivious she said anything wrong* Okay. Bye, Albert. Come visit me at work again some time. Bring the family, if you want to!
Edgar- I'm there!
Mrs. P- No, you most certainly are not! Good day, Kendra.
*Kendra exits*
Mr. P- Albert, night has fallen, so you have tonight to think what you did. We'll talk punishment in the morning.
Albert- I'm getting in trouble for having a girlfriend!
Mrs. P- Despite her choice of profession, Kendra is not the problem. The problem is how and where you met. You know you're not allowed in those places!
Albert- They let me in, so I must be old enough!
Edgar- Cool! So I can go to strip clubs next year? Awesome!
Mr. P- Neither of you are allowed in *cough* those places! Besides, the fact that she's working there so young MUST be illegal in ten different ways! A seventeen year-old working as a *cough* strip-- thing.
Albert- *looking at floor* actually, she's twenty three.
Edgar- Go Al! You are so cool when you're not putting on that prep show!
Mrs. P- Edgar! You are not part of this discussion! Go to your room!
Edgar- Fine. At least I'm not the one dating a glamorized prostitute...
Albert- She is not! You fucking worm! You don't even know her!
Mr. P- Edgar: room, now! Albert, watch your tongue or you'll be in it more then you already are!
*Edgar goes upstairs, Albert steaming mad*
Albert- She's not like that! She took that job because she had to! Her dad got fired so she quit school, got a job, and is helping him until he gets back on his feet.
Mrs. P- That's terrible... How long ago did he loose his job?
Albert- *surveying floor again* Four, five, maybe six years ago...
Mr. P- I don't know Kendra's father, but *cough* it sounds to me that he's never getting back on his feet.
Mrs. P- He's probably forcing the girl to dance! Poor thing.
Albert- Stop! You don't know her, you don't know her family. It's her business. I may be her boyfriend but I figured the subject would be difficult for her so I didn't ask too many questions. That's why I don't know much about her. Happy now?
Mrs. P- Not one bit, mister!
Albert- Well too fucking bad! I'm going to bed. *Albert exits. Poes speechless*
Mrs. P- This is the kind of thing you'd expect from Edgar, not my baby boy.
Mr. P- He's not a child anymore, and I think we've forgotten that. Let's go to bed. We'll all feel better in the morning.
~~~End of Chapter 3~~~
Betcha weren't expectin that! Heheheh... Just out of curiosity, do you guys think these chapters are a) too long, b) too short, or c) just fine? I don't want to have a really short story with no climax or plot or anything, but a really long story can be really boring when not well written.
Oh! Another thing! To people who do songfics- I'm planning on doing one, do I need to know anything? Or am I good to go with just a song in mind and a story to go with it? Thank you guys once again for reviewing! You really know how to make a newbie feel welcome! *gets all teary* Well I gotta go think of a new chapter! Got any ideas? Review and tell me them!
-KittyWillow xoxo
P.S. Final shoutouts:
Mosh-13- Thanks, hun! Still vamp crazy, eh? By the way, tell Alex I'm not a prep or a nerd and that he's just screwed in the head. Break up with him for Kyle! lol joke joke
Smilies- Thanks for reviewing, but now I'm scared! *types faster to avoid being attacked by the lethal hat*