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Joy- Fear the dreaded sandal of doom!!! I had been threatened with its evil ways and how it would be used across my bottom with nothing but pure malicious intent many a time in my life, although I don't remember ever actually getting one. The thought alone brings back very uncomfortable memories. Mention that word to any adult person of Hispanic descent and you'll probably see them shudder, it's the way we work, it is. I intend on throwing in as many things that give Damian a link to his ethnic heritage, because it is a big part of who he is. As for Faith being after him now as well, it gives me something to do with her, and I love using her. Besides, we can just assume that the people of Port Charles really have nothing better to do than torture Sonny and his kids. Of course, that's probably because the people of Port Charles really do have nothing better to do than torture Sonny and his kids, but I digress. Thanks for the review, keep them coming if you don't mind!
Story-
Corinthos Household-
There wasn't a very big mess to clean up. It wasn't entirely clear if it was Carly's watchful eye or the mere whim of God that there was not a huge mess across the kitchen. All parties involved were very much in favor of the latter. Michael was very pleased with the food that he had chosen, evident by the fact that all of it was gone from the plate and safely inside his stomach.
Outside the penthouse, Damian stood there looking at the closed door. He didn't figure that he would ever be coming back to the penthouse after leaving in such a huff the last time. But he was here, and it was more important that he showed Michael his support and love than it was that he stay away from the place that had brought him little more than pain. He could swallow his pride, if only for a few hours at a time.
"They're in there, you know."
Damian almost jumped at the unexpected voice that spoke from behind him. Damian turned around, "Max, sorry, I was thinking about something."
"I didn't mean to scare you, Damian."
"I know, but I guess I just scare easily."
"You're all a little jumpy after what happened with Michael," Max said. "I imagine that Mr. and Mrs. Corinthos didn't get much sleep over the night."
"I know I didn't." Damian looked at the guard. A question popped into his head, one that he really wanted to have answered. "Max, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Do you like working for Sonny?"
Max looked at Damian somewhat oddly, "What do you mean?"
Damian elaborated, "As far as what you do goes, is Sonny one of the better people around."
Max nodded, "Most certainly. Mr. Corinthos is one of the best people that I've ever met. He treats people with respect, even if they do work for him and not with him. A lot of people with his position wouldn't be as nice. I've had other employeers that would make me do things that I never wanted to do simply because they knew that they had that kind of clout over me. Mr. Corinthos isn't like that unless he needs to be. He doesn't throw his weight around to impress people, and that in itself makes me respect him as a person rather than as my boss." Max was silent for a moment, "Does that answer your question?"
Damian nodded, "Thanks, Max. I'll go and pay Michael a visit now." Damian walked over to the door and knocked on it.
Sonny opened the door, "You came?"
"Is Michael up?" Damian asked. "If he's asleep I can come back another time."
"No, he's up." Sonny held the door open, "Come on in." When Damian was inside the house Sonny shut the door. "You know, I don't want you to think that you can only come here just to see Michael. You can stop by and talk to me if you want."
"Thanks," Damian said.
"I wouldn't mind if you just stopped by to talk with me."
"Really?"
"I want to build a better relationship with you, Damian, you know that." Sonny sat on the arm of the couch, "I just wish that you would give it a chance."
"I wish I could, Sonny, but I can't."
Sonny hung his head down a little, "At least you're being honest."
"I'm never anything but honest, Sonny," Damian replied. "At times I can be brutally honest, and hurt people when I don't really mean to. I know I've done that to you a few times, and I really am sorry about it."
"I've deserved it with everything that I've put you through," Sonny retorted. "I should just be happy that you're talking to me, even if it is distant conversation at best."
Michael came plowing into the room from the kitchen and saw Damian, "I knew you'd come back!"
"Just for a visit, Michael," Damian told him.
"I know, and I'm okay with you just being here for a little while. As long as you're here I'm happy."
"I'm going away this weekend," Damian said.
"Away?" Michael asked.
"I'm going to spend the weekend with my family back home in Los Angeles. I've already got a flight ready and everything. I leave Friday morning."
"But you're coming back, aren't you?" Michael seemed a little worried.
"Of course I am," Damian grinned. "Why would you think I wouldn't?"
"Well, you're going back to the family that you like. Why would you come back if you didn't have any reason to?"
Damian knelt down next to Michael, "You're plenty of reason to come back here, kid. Besides, I've got that whole school thing that I need to do up here as well."
"Maxie would be sad if you left her, too." Michael grinned, "She likes you a lot, doesn't she?"
"I don't think she'd put up with me if she didn't like me."
"Maybe you could bring her with you when you come and see me," Michael suggested.
"I'll see what I can do. I'm sure she'd love to spend some time with you. She was worried about you when you were in the hospital just like the rest of us."
Carly walked in and saw Damian talking with Michael. For once she didn't feel that disgusted in with him in eyesight, but she was still unnerved. "Come on, Mr. Man! I'm sure Morgan wants you to help me put him in for his nap."
Michael looked at his mother, "Okay, mommy. Can I give him his bottle?"
Carly smiled, "If you want."
"I'll be back down in a little while!" Michael called to Damian as he rushed up the stairs behind his mother.
Damian laughed, "Even when he's been in a bed for over a day, he's still full of energy."
"He hadn't really acted like that since you left, you know," Sonny said. "He wasn't the same person when he thought you didn't care about him anymore."
"Why did you let him think that?" Damian asked.
"I didn't," Sonny countered. "I tried to tell him so many times that you would always care about him because you're his brother, but he wouldn't listen. He had to hear it from you."
"He knows now, that's what's important."
"I agree," Sonny said. "You know, if you want, I can have one of my jets fly you back down to LA anytime you want. You don't have to worry about sharing the plane with a bunch of strangers, it could just be you."
"I can manage on my own, thanks."
"At least let me pay for the ticket."
Damian shook his head, "I don't want you to do that, Sonny. I appreciate the offer, but you're already paying for a year of school and my rent, you've done enough. I'll pay you back the money that I owe you for that, I promise."
"You don't owe me anything, I'm your father, I'm glad to help you when I can."
"Still, I don't feel right."
"Look," Sonny began, "You helped save Michael from himself. That alone is worth all the money in the world to me. You don't owe me anything. I owe you more than I could ever hope to repay."
"If you feel that strongly about it," Damian conceeded.
"You're going back home to talk with Elias about what I told you, right?"
"I just need to hear him tell me about what he was."
"You don't believe me."
"No, I do believe you, Sonny. If I didn't, I wouldn't be going down there as soon as I could." Damian sat on the chair next to Sonny, "I really just need to have him tell me about the past."
"Have you told them about me?" Sonny asked.
Damian shook his head, "I was going to tell them that I found you when I got there. There's a lot that they don't know about that's happened to me since I've arrived. I'm the same person, but I've changed so much."
"I wish I knew how you changed," Sonny noted. "But I guess that's just something that I will always wonder about."
"I guess so," Damian replied as the two men sat in silence once more.
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Joy- Fear the dreaded sandal of doom!!! I had been threatened with its evil ways and how it would be used across my bottom with nothing but pure malicious intent many a time in my life, although I don't remember ever actually getting one. The thought alone brings back very uncomfortable memories. Mention that word to any adult person of Hispanic descent and you'll probably see them shudder, it's the way we work, it is. I intend on throwing in as many things that give Damian a link to his ethnic heritage, because it is a big part of who he is. As for Faith being after him now as well, it gives me something to do with her, and I love using her. Besides, we can just assume that the people of Port Charles really have nothing better to do than torture Sonny and his kids. Of course, that's probably because the people of Port Charles really do have nothing better to do than torture Sonny and his kids, but I digress. Thanks for the review, keep them coming if you don't mind!
Story-
Corinthos Household-
There wasn't a very big mess to clean up. It wasn't entirely clear if it was Carly's watchful eye or the mere whim of God that there was not a huge mess across the kitchen. All parties involved were very much in favor of the latter. Michael was very pleased with the food that he had chosen, evident by the fact that all of it was gone from the plate and safely inside his stomach.
Outside the penthouse, Damian stood there looking at the closed door. He didn't figure that he would ever be coming back to the penthouse after leaving in such a huff the last time. But he was here, and it was more important that he showed Michael his support and love than it was that he stay away from the place that had brought him little more than pain. He could swallow his pride, if only for a few hours at a time.
"They're in there, you know."
Damian almost jumped at the unexpected voice that spoke from behind him. Damian turned around, "Max, sorry, I was thinking about something."
"I didn't mean to scare you, Damian."
"I know, but I guess I just scare easily."
"You're all a little jumpy after what happened with Michael," Max said. "I imagine that Mr. and Mrs. Corinthos didn't get much sleep over the night."
"I know I didn't." Damian looked at the guard. A question popped into his head, one that he really wanted to have answered. "Max, can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Do you like working for Sonny?"
Max looked at Damian somewhat oddly, "What do you mean?"
Damian elaborated, "As far as what you do goes, is Sonny one of the better people around."
Max nodded, "Most certainly. Mr. Corinthos is one of the best people that I've ever met. He treats people with respect, even if they do work for him and not with him. A lot of people with his position wouldn't be as nice. I've had other employeers that would make me do things that I never wanted to do simply because they knew that they had that kind of clout over me. Mr. Corinthos isn't like that unless he needs to be. He doesn't throw his weight around to impress people, and that in itself makes me respect him as a person rather than as my boss." Max was silent for a moment, "Does that answer your question?"
Damian nodded, "Thanks, Max. I'll go and pay Michael a visit now." Damian walked over to the door and knocked on it.
Sonny opened the door, "You came?"
"Is Michael up?" Damian asked. "If he's asleep I can come back another time."
"No, he's up." Sonny held the door open, "Come on in." When Damian was inside the house Sonny shut the door. "You know, I don't want you to think that you can only come here just to see Michael. You can stop by and talk to me if you want."
"Thanks," Damian said.
"I wouldn't mind if you just stopped by to talk with me."
"Really?"
"I want to build a better relationship with you, Damian, you know that." Sonny sat on the arm of the couch, "I just wish that you would give it a chance."
"I wish I could, Sonny, but I can't."
Sonny hung his head down a little, "At least you're being honest."
"I'm never anything but honest, Sonny," Damian replied. "At times I can be brutally honest, and hurt people when I don't really mean to. I know I've done that to you a few times, and I really am sorry about it."
"I've deserved it with everything that I've put you through," Sonny retorted. "I should just be happy that you're talking to me, even if it is distant conversation at best."
Michael came plowing into the room from the kitchen and saw Damian, "I knew you'd come back!"
"Just for a visit, Michael," Damian told him.
"I know, and I'm okay with you just being here for a little while. As long as you're here I'm happy."
"I'm going away this weekend," Damian said.
"Away?" Michael asked.
"I'm going to spend the weekend with my family back home in Los Angeles. I've already got a flight ready and everything. I leave Friday morning."
"But you're coming back, aren't you?" Michael seemed a little worried.
"Of course I am," Damian grinned. "Why would you think I wouldn't?"
"Well, you're going back to the family that you like. Why would you come back if you didn't have any reason to?"
Damian knelt down next to Michael, "You're plenty of reason to come back here, kid. Besides, I've got that whole school thing that I need to do up here as well."
"Maxie would be sad if you left her, too." Michael grinned, "She likes you a lot, doesn't she?"
"I don't think she'd put up with me if she didn't like me."
"Maybe you could bring her with you when you come and see me," Michael suggested.
"I'll see what I can do. I'm sure she'd love to spend some time with you. She was worried about you when you were in the hospital just like the rest of us."
Carly walked in and saw Damian talking with Michael. For once she didn't feel that disgusted in with him in eyesight, but she was still unnerved. "Come on, Mr. Man! I'm sure Morgan wants you to help me put him in for his nap."
Michael looked at his mother, "Okay, mommy. Can I give him his bottle?"
Carly smiled, "If you want."
"I'll be back down in a little while!" Michael called to Damian as he rushed up the stairs behind his mother.
Damian laughed, "Even when he's been in a bed for over a day, he's still full of energy."
"He hadn't really acted like that since you left, you know," Sonny said. "He wasn't the same person when he thought you didn't care about him anymore."
"Why did you let him think that?" Damian asked.
"I didn't," Sonny countered. "I tried to tell him so many times that you would always care about him because you're his brother, but he wouldn't listen. He had to hear it from you."
"He knows now, that's what's important."
"I agree," Sonny said. "You know, if you want, I can have one of my jets fly you back down to LA anytime you want. You don't have to worry about sharing the plane with a bunch of strangers, it could just be you."
"I can manage on my own, thanks."
"At least let me pay for the ticket."
Damian shook his head, "I don't want you to do that, Sonny. I appreciate the offer, but you're already paying for a year of school and my rent, you've done enough. I'll pay you back the money that I owe you for that, I promise."
"You don't owe me anything, I'm your father, I'm glad to help you when I can."
"Still, I don't feel right."
"Look," Sonny began, "You helped save Michael from himself. That alone is worth all the money in the world to me. You don't owe me anything. I owe you more than I could ever hope to repay."
"If you feel that strongly about it," Damian conceeded.
"You're going back home to talk with Elias about what I told you, right?"
"I just need to hear him tell me about what he was."
"You don't believe me."
"No, I do believe you, Sonny. If I didn't, I wouldn't be going down there as soon as I could." Damian sat on the chair next to Sonny, "I really just need to have him tell me about the past."
"Have you told them about me?" Sonny asked.
Damian shook his head, "I was going to tell them that I found you when I got there. There's a lot that they don't know about that's happened to me since I've arrived. I'm the same person, but I've changed so much."
"I wish I knew how you changed," Sonny noted. "But I guess that's just something that I will always wonder about."
"I guess so," Damian replied as the two men sat in silence once more.
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