Disclaimer: I own none of the recognizable "7th Heaven" characters. The
story uses the characters from the WB network show created by Brenda
Hampton, but are only loosely based on the actual program. Warning: Offensive language used- may not be suitable, or palatable for all readers.
Chapter 4- Breakfast Battlefield
The kitchen door swung open, and Lucy walks in.
Mary smiled at her sister's arrival and asked, "Hey Luce! Spend the night at Kevin's again, did ya?!".
Stating the obvious, of course, considering Lucy was wearing a concert tee shirt and sweatpants far too big to be her own.
"Oh man, this is going to be interesting", thought Simon as he waited for the barrage of "advice" Mary was certain to offer up. He buttered a slice of toast and strapped himself in for yet another sermon at the "Altar of Mary".
Lucy flashed her a faux-sweet smile and launched into her usual, by this point familiar explanation: "Yes, I stayed at my fiancée's and no, nothing happened that shouldn't have."
Simon was actually quite impressed with his sister. Lucy and Kevin had been engaged since Valentine's Day and still Lucy clung to, and respected abstinence until marriage. A noble belief, as far as Simon was concerned, but not one he was too committed to upholding. Nikki Sixx and Stephen Pearcy had bagged mad amounts of 'chicks' (Simon's new favorite term) before they were married. Come to think of it, rockers don't get married...
Simon was jarred back to reality by the battle being waged right in front of him.
"Oh, come on Luce", Mary continued, "You know how easily things can happen, especially when you're in love and you're far too young, not to mention far too unmarried to even entertain the idea of being intimate with Kevin at this point."
Lucy just smirked at her sister in disbelief with approximately six million comebacks and arguments swimming in her mind. Mary continued, "Besides, we worry about you spending so much time in Hollywood. That town is so phony, and before long you'll be phony too. Mom and Dad aren't so pleased with your weekend excursions either..."
That was all Lucy needed to hear. It was on.
"First of all", Lucy exploded out of the gate, "Kevin and I aren't sleeping together. I make the guy sleep on his own couch, for Pete's sake. It would be a different story if I were sneaking around dating a 40-something-year old man, or someone equally shady. Kevin respects my beliefs our faith, our parents, and me. Oh yes, Mom and Dad. The same parents who I am allegedly 'shaming' with my behavior. I am treating them with so little respect by spending time with my constantly working husband-to-be. How inconsiderate of me! I should stop going to Kevin's and take up a real hobby, like smoking dope, driving myself into debt, or vandalism!".
Mary stood there, seething. Lucy's blowing the whistle on her newfound counselor-act bullshit appalled her. She expected back talk like this from Ruthie, or even Matt. But never Lucy.
"Check-mate!!" Simon blurted out with a grin. Mary scowled at him, but Lucy kept her death-stare trained at Mary. Everyone was sick of Mary's 'wisdom' lately but Lucy one-upped everyone else's' wisecracks by throwing her previous mistakes at her. Sure, it was brutal, but it looked like it worked.
"Note to self, we found the creature's weak spot." Simon thought.
Mary struggled for the exact thing to counter Lucy's blue-streak of anger that she had just weathered, but kept coming up short.
"Insult to injury time", Lucy thought to herself.
"What's worse? Being strong enough to refrain from having adult relations, or to actually lie about HAVING them?" Lucy drove the nail in the coffin.
"No argument there", Simon once again voiced his approval.
He always hated that term "adult relations". He explored that thought silently. "Seriously. It's so much excess work when in the new millenium it is perfectly acceptable to say 'sex'. Besides, Lucy had a bonafide point there. Mary had lied to Robbie about having adul...um, sex. There's nothing worse than someone who tries to act like something they are not. Mary wiped the boys' hands and faces and sent them off to play. It could only get better from here on in, thought Simon, who poured himself some Lucy Charms and watched intently. With no young, impressionable ears listening it was no holds-barred action on the horizon!
"What's going on down here?" Annie asked as she walked into the room with their father in tow. Mary and Lucy just stared at one another while Simon continued to eat his cereal. Mary spoke first. "I was just telling Lucy that it might not be such a swell idea for her to spend the night at Kevin's before they're married. Then she became angry and said hurtful things to me." she whined. "Give me a fucking break", Simon thought to himself, Mary antagonized her all the while. Dad might see it, Mom won't". Eric touched his daughter's hand and told her "Lucy, you know I'm not crazy about the idea of you sleeping at Kevin's, but I appreciate your choosing to stay there rather than drive home tired. You're safer there than behind the wheel." Lucy nodded her head and glanced at Mary. "But", Eric continued "Your sister is just looking out for you. She's concerned about your well being. I'd like to see both of you make a better effort to get along, OK?" The girls agreed, and Lucy went upstairs to get out of this rag-tag outfit that Kevin had loaned her to sleep in. Just out of her parent's view, she turned around, made eye contact with Mary and gave her the tried- and-true middle finger.
story uses the characters from the WB network show created by Brenda
Hampton, but are only loosely based on the actual program. Warning: Offensive language used- may not be suitable, or palatable for all readers.
Chapter 4- Breakfast Battlefield
The kitchen door swung open, and Lucy walks in.
Mary smiled at her sister's arrival and asked, "Hey Luce! Spend the night at Kevin's again, did ya?!".
Stating the obvious, of course, considering Lucy was wearing a concert tee shirt and sweatpants far too big to be her own.
"Oh man, this is going to be interesting", thought Simon as he waited for the barrage of "advice" Mary was certain to offer up. He buttered a slice of toast and strapped himself in for yet another sermon at the "Altar of Mary".
Lucy flashed her a faux-sweet smile and launched into her usual, by this point familiar explanation: "Yes, I stayed at my fiancée's and no, nothing happened that shouldn't have."
Simon was actually quite impressed with his sister. Lucy and Kevin had been engaged since Valentine's Day and still Lucy clung to, and respected abstinence until marriage. A noble belief, as far as Simon was concerned, but not one he was too committed to upholding. Nikki Sixx and Stephen Pearcy had bagged mad amounts of 'chicks' (Simon's new favorite term) before they were married. Come to think of it, rockers don't get married...
Simon was jarred back to reality by the battle being waged right in front of him.
"Oh, come on Luce", Mary continued, "You know how easily things can happen, especially when you're in love and you're far too young, not to mention far too unmarried to even entertain the idea of being intimate with Kevin at this point."
Lucy just smirked at her sister in disbelief with approximately six million comebacks and arguments swimming in her mind. Mary continued, "Besides, we worry about you spending so much time in Hollywood. That town is so phony, and before long you'll be phony too. Mom and Dad aren't so pleased with your weekend excursions either..."
That was all Lucy needed to hear. It was on.
"First of all", Lucy exploded out of the gate, "Kevin and I aren't sleeping together. I make the guy sleep on his own couch, for Pete's sake. It would be a different story if I were sneaking around dating a 40-something-year old man, or someone equally shady. Kevin respects my beliefs our faith, our parents, and me. Oh yes, Mom and Dad. The same parents who I am allegedly 'shaming' with my behavior. I am treating them with so little respect by spending time with my constantly working husband-to-be. How inconsiderate of me! I should stop going to Kevin's and take up a real hobby, like smoking dope, driving myself into debt, or vandalism!".
Mary stood there, seething. Lucy's blowing the whistle on her newfound counselor-act bullshit appalled her. She expected back talk like this from Ruthie, or even Matt. But never Lucy.
"Check-mate!!" Simon blurted out with a grin. Mary scowled at him, but Lucy kept her death-stare trained at Mary. Everyone was sick of Mary's 'wisdom' lately but Lucy one-upped everyone else's' wisecracks by throwing her previous mistakes at her. Sure, it was brutal, but it looked like it worked.
"Note to self, we found the creature's weak spot." Simon thought.
Mary struggled for the exact thing to counter Lucy's blue-streak of anger that she had just weathered, but kept coming up short.
"Insult to injury time", Lucy thought to herself.
"What's worse? Being strong enough to refrain from having adult relations, or to actually lie about HAVING them?" Lucy drove the nail in the coffin.
"No argument there", Simon once again voiced his approval.
He always hated that term "adult relations". He explored that thought silently. "Seriously. It's so much excess work when in the new millenium it is perfectly acceptable to say 'sex'. Besides, Lucy had a bonafide point there. Mary had lied to Robbie about having adul...um, sex. There's nothing worse than someone who tries to act like something they are not. Mary wiped the boys' hands and faces and sent them off to play. It could only get better from here on in, thought Simon, who poured himself some Lucy Charms and watched intently. With no young, impressionable ears listening it was no holds-barred action on the horizon!
"What's going on down here?" Annie asked as she walked into the room with their father in tow. Mary and Lucy just stared at one another while Simon continued to eat his cereal. Mary spoke first. "I was just telling Lucy that it might not be such a swell idea for her to spend the night at Kevin's before they're married. Then she became angry and said hurtful things to me." she whined. "Give me a fucking break", Simon thought to himself, Mary antagonized her all the while. Dad might see it, Mom won't". Eric touched his daughter's hand and told her "Lucy, you know I'm not crazy about the idea of you sleeping at Kevin's, but I appreciate your choosing to stay there rather than drive home tired. You're safer there than behind the wheel." Lucy nodded her head and glanced at Mary. "But", Eric continued "Your sister is just looking out for you. She's concerned about your well being. I'd like to see both of you make a better effort to get along, OK?" The girls agreed, and Lucy went upstairs to get out of this rag-tag outfit that Kevin had loaned her to sleep in. Just out of her parent's view, she turned around, made eye contact with Mary and gave her the tried- and-true middle finger.