Seth somehow managed to open Ryan's door while balancing the breakfast tray with the other hand, without dropping anything, which was surprising since his parents piled more food on that one tray then Seth had seen in a really long time. He attempted to advise them that there was no way Ryan could possibly eat everything on that tray, but his parents just told him to bring the tray up and make sure Ryan ate as much as possible, and take both pills Kirsten handed him.
They also promised that they would all have lunch together. He suddenly wasn't looking forward to lunch. It was not going to be a fun family get together.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty" Seth said to the lump under the covers, "Wakey, wakey, your breakfast is served."
"Seth, it's too early. Just. Leave the tray on the desk. I'll get it later." Ryan answered, still not emerging from under the covers. If Seth left quietly, Ryan could go back to sleep. But Seth never did anything quietly, and he wasn't going to leave.
"Come on, Ryan, it's after nine." Seth said, "Mom and Dad have assigned me babysitting duties. So, get up. I'm supposed to make sure you eat and take these pills. Come on, let's move. Do you need help going potty?"
Ryan finally sat up and pulled the covers off his head, so he could glare at Seth. He didn't care what time it was. It was definitely too early for Seth's idea of humor.
"No, Seth. Thanks, but I think I can pee on my own." Ryan snapped as he headed for the bathroom.
"Hey," Seth joked, "You're not supposed to say pee."
"No, Seth," Ryan told him, "You're not supposed to say pee. I can say pee. Your mother isn't here. Just leave the tray. I'll eat later."
When Ryan walked back out of the bathroom, he expected to be alone. He wasn't. Seth was still there, waiting for him.
"Can I help you with something, Seth?" Ryan asked.
Seth just shook his head and told him,
"Nope. I told you, Mom and Dad assigned me babysitting duty. I'm supposed to make sure you eat and take these pills. So, everything ok in there?"
Ryan was finding it hard not to snap at Seth again. Ryan was never really a morning person to begin with, but to be a non-morning person in pain made it really hard for Ryan to want to be nice.
"Yeah, Seth," Ryan snidely said, "I went to the bathroom all by myself. I even brushed my teeth with no problems. I'm a big boy now. I don't need a babysitter. I don't want to keep you from anything. I'll eat and take the one pill, but not the other so you can take that one with you."
"Mom said to take both. So you gotta take both." Seth said, "Why? What are they?"
"The one is some kind of antibiotic, for infection or something like that. The other is percocet. I don't want the percocet. Keeps making me fall asleep. I'd rather just take some Tylenol. I'm tired of being asleep." Ryan explained.
Seth handed Ryan both pills before telling him, "Mom said that you need both. I guess she figures that you still need to sleep. So, just take both. Make the babysitter happy, because he'd hate to have to tell Mom that you were not a good boy."
Ryan just shook his head, and took both pills. He didn't think Seth would tell on him if he refused to take the percocet, but since Ryan wasn't sure just how shaky things still were between them, he couldn't be positive.
"Good boy!" Seth told him, "Now, make all gone with your breakfast so you can grow big and strong."
"Is there some reason you're patronizing me this morning?" Ryan asked him.
Seth just laughed. He always found it fun to tease Ryan in the morning, since that was when he was at his grumpiest.
"Nope. Just having some fun." Seth told him, "Mom and Dad had to go out. They were going to drop the convertible off, and then they had some lawyer thing about Grandpa. Don't worry. They'll be back for lunch. Ok, well, I should say, worry that they'll be back for lunch. Apparently, we're all having lunch together."
Ryan continued to eat breakfast and only shrugged, "Great. Then I'll finally be allowed out of this room."
"Don't you get it, man?" Seth said, "It's time for The Talk. Lunch with the 'rents isn't going to be great. I've already been through a portion of the talk after the whole Tahiti incident, and it wasn't great. Trust me, not great at all."
Ryan just snickered, "Come on, Seth. We've both been through this before. Do I need to remind you of the whole Oliver incident? Ok, so, it's not fun. Not great either. But look at it this way, Sandy lectures, maybe yells a little, tells us how long it will be before we can go out again, and then it's basically over. Believe me, after what I've already been through these past two months, and after getting my ass and assorted other body parts kicked by Eddie and his friends, your dad's talk won't be that bad. At least maybe they'll finally stop being mad at me, and stop constantly yelling at me."
"Yeah, okay, suck up." Seth told him, "You don't think it's going to be so bad? Did ya notice that your wallet and keys were on your dresser?"
Ryan just shrugged, "Yeah, so?" He wasn't really sure what that had to do with anything.
So Seth began to explain, "The hospital gave Mom and Dad your stuff after you were attacked. Apparently Mom cleaned out your pockets before she threw your bloody clothes away. She put your wallet and keys back on your dresser. But she gave your cigarettes to Dad. So in addition to the lecture you have coming for not calling, they know you're smoking again. You don't think that may come up a few hundred times in the conversation, especially with the Nana having lung cancer? Face it, I'd be worried if I were you."
Ryan just looked at Seth for a minute and then looked away. Seth didn't know the half of it. Seth didn't know that Kirsten and Sandy knew he lied about the baby. So Ryan knew the lecture would be long, and the yelling may get a little loud, but then it would be over. He just wanted it to be over.
Seth left a little while later. He wanted to call Summer before his parents got home, just in case he couldn't call her for some as of yet undetermined amount of time.
Ryan lay back down on the bed. Damn percocet, he thought. He was getting sleepy again. He hoped to convince Kirsten to let him switch to Tylenol. But as he drifted off to sleep again, he thought about what Seth said. Sandy had his cigarettes, and Sandy knew he lied about the baby, and they were already mad that he never called. It probably wasn't the best time to ask Kirsten for anything.
They also promised that they would all have lunch together. He suddenly wasn't looking forward to lunch. It was not going to be a fun family get together.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty" Seth said to the lump under the covers, "Wakey, wakey, your breakfast is served."
"Seth, it's too early. Just. Leave the tray on the desk. I'll get it later." Ryan answered, still not emerging from under the covers. If Seth left quietly, Ryan could go back to sleep. But Seth never did anything quietly, and he wasn't going to leave.
"Come on, Ryan, it's after nine." Seth said, "Mom and Dad have assigned me babysitting duties. So, get up. I'm supposed to make sure you eat and take these pills. Come on, let's move. Do you need help going potty?"
Ryan finally sat up and pulled the covers off his head, so he could glare at Seth. He didn't care what time it was. It was definitely too early for Seth's idea of humor.
"No, Seth. Thanks, but I think I can pee on my own." Ryan snapped as he headed for the bathroom.
"Hey," Seth joked, "You're not supposed to say pee."
"No, Seth," Ryan told him, "You're not supposed to say pee. I can say pee. Your mother isn't here. Just leave the tray. I'll eat later."
When Ryan walked back out of the bathroom, he expected to be alone. He wasn't. Seth was still there, waiting for him.
"Can I help you with something, Seth?" Ryan asked.
Seth just shook his head and told him,
"Nope. I told you, Mom and Dad assigned me babysitting duty. I'm supposed to make sure you eat and take these pills. So, everything ok in there?"
Ryan was finding it hard not to snap at Seth again. Ryan was never really a morning person to begin with, but to be a non-morning person in pain made it really hard for Ryan to want to be nice.
"Yeah, Seth," Ryan snidely said, "I went to the bathroom all by myself. I even brushed my teeth with no problems. I'm a big boy now. I don't need a babysitter. I don't want to keep you from anything. I'll eat and take the one pill, but not the other so you can take that one with you."
"Mom said to take both. So you gotta take both." Seth said, "Why? What are they?"
"The one is some kind of antibiotic, for infection or something like that. The other is percocet. I don't want the percocet. Keeps making me fall asleep. I'd rather just take some Tylenol. I'm tired of being asleep." Ryan explained.
Seth handed Ryan both pills before telling him, "Mom said that you need both. I guess she figures that you still need to sleep. So, just take both. Make the babysitter happy, because he'd hate to have to tell Mom that you were not a good boy."
Ryan just shook his head, and took both pills. He didn't think Seth would tell on him if he refused to take the percocet, but since Ryan wasn't sure just how shaky things still were between them, he couldn't be positive.
"Good boy!" Seth told him, "Now, make all gone with your breakfast so you can grow big and strong."
"Is there some reason you're patronizing me this morning?" Ryan asked him.
Seth just laughed. He always found it fun to tease Ryan in the morning, since that was when he was at his grumpiest.
"Nope. Just having some fun." Seth told him, "Mom and Dad had to go out. They were going to drop the convertible off, and then they had some lawyer thing about Grandpa. Don't worry. They'll be back for lunch. Ok, well, I should say, worry that they'll be back for lunch. Apparently, we're all having lunch together."
Ryan continued to eat breakfast and only shrugged, "Great. Then I'll finally be allowed out of this room."
"Don't you get it, man?" Seth said, "It's time for The Talk. Lunch with the 'rents isn't going to be great. I've already been through a portion of the talk after the whole Tahiti incident, and it wasn't great. Trust me, not great at all."
Ryan just snickered, "Come on, Seth. We've both been through this before. Do I need to remind you of the whole Oliver incident? Ok, so, it's not fun. Not great either. But look at it this way, Sandy lectures, maybe yells a little, tells us how long it will be before we can go out again, and then it's basically over. Believe me, after what I've already been through these past two months, and after getting my ass and assorted other body parts kicked by Eddie and his friends, your dad's talk won't be that bad. At least maybe they'll finally stop being mad at me, and stop constantly yelling at me."
"Yeah, okay, suck up." Seth told him, "You don't think it's going to be so bad? Did ya notice that your wallet and keys were on your dresser?"
Ryan just shrugged, "Yeah, so?" He wasn't really sure what that had to do with anything.
So Seth began to explain, "The hospital gave Mom and Dad your stuff after you were attacked. Apparently Mom cleaned out your pockets before she threw your bloody clothes away. She put your wallet and keys back on your dresser. But she gave your cigarettes to Dad. So in addition to the lecture you have coming for not calling, they know you're smoking again. You don't think that may come up a few hundred times in the conversation, especially with the Nana having lung cancer? Face it, I'd be worried if I were you."
Ryan just looked at Seth for a minute and then looked away. Seth didn't know the half of it. Seth didn't know that Kirsten and Sandy knew he lied about the baby. So Ryan knew the lecture would be long, and the yelling may get a little loud, but then it would be over. He just wanted it to be over.
Seth left a little while later. He wanted to call Summer before his parents got home, just in case he couldn't call her for some as of yet undetermined amount of time.
Ryan lay back down on the bed. Damn percocet, he thought. He was getting sleepy again. He hoped to convince Kirsten to let him switch to Tylenol. But as he drifted off to sleep again, he thought about what Seth said. Sandy had his cigarettes, and Sandy knew he lied about the baby, and they were already mad that he never called. It probably wasn't the best time to ask Kirsten for anything.