Eli: Hey all!! Sorry it was such a long time since an update. Bad school
keeping the writers occupied. Lex as in Superman, Thelma. Sorry no Beth/Dom
in this one. Here's the next chapter, Enjoy!
Nicky ran up the driveway to her house. She hated it when he was late, and he didn't need another person screaming at him. His Dad was giving him hell, not that he had expected less, but Damn! 'No wonder he's a homicide detective. He could make a man piss his pants if he really wanted.' He thought to himself as he rang the doorbell.
Midja opened the door and grinned. "Hey kiddo, right on time, so you're spared a speech." She told him as she pulled his little wrap off his head. "Not near the girls." She reminded him. "You can be a wannabe ghetto gangster all you want, but not in this house. I'm surprised Uncle Danny even let you leave the house in that get up."
He pushed his hair back. "He didn't. He dropped me off at the library so that I could do my report, and I put it on in there." He hung his jacket up the hangers and looked around. "So where are my favorite little-"
"NICKY!!!" The two little girls knocked him over from behind and sat on his back, making it hard for him to breathe. He pushed up with them on his back and they giggled. "Horsey ride, horsey ride!!!"
"Later, now get off Nicky before he keels over, please." The girls groaned in disappointment, but got off all the same. As soon as he stood back up, he kneeled down and picked both of the girls up, one per arm. They giggled again and kissed his cheeks. "Okay, I have found my little cousins. Now where is my favorite little niece? Luke said he dropped her off."
Midja looked up from packing her gym bag. "She's in the living room taking her nap. She should be waking up soon." She zipped her bag up and grabbed her cap. "Okay, I'm off to go instruct a million stick figures how to shake what little they have of an," She glanced at her girls. "A-s-s." The oldest frowned, not liking when the adults spelled things out to keep her from knowing.
"Aunt Midja, if you don't like choreographing the show, then you should quit." Nicky told her.
"It's not the job, it's the dancers. Besides, it's enough to pay for their college years." She came over to the little group. "Give Mommy a kiss." Her daughters leaned in and blew raspberries on her cheeks. She rubbed the spit off and Nicky shook his head. She kissed their foreheads and headed toward the door. "I won't be back until late. Lan said he would be in as soon as he got his desk cleared, so don't count on him coming in before me. The girls need to work on their Halloween costumes, so I hope you remember what you learned in home econ. Don't let them stay up past nine-thirty, and no twinkies until after dinner. See ya Nicky! Bye half pints!" And she was gone.
Nicky carried two of his favorite girls into the Dinning room and placed them down on chairs. They had crayons and paper out and went back to drawing. They handed him a piece of paper and he started drawing a little as he stared over at his two little baby cousins.
The oldest one, Kahlea, was six years old and reminded him of Midja. She liked her hair up in two pony tails on the side of her head, and she always, ALWAYS, wore a tutu with everything she wore. She had it on now, purple with silver, over purple leggings and a lavender shirt. she also had a princess crown wrapped around her ponytails. She always said she wanted to be ballerina and had been in ballet since she was three.
The younger one, Nina, was four years old and reminded him of her Dad, Lan. She was a very physical little child, and never liked having her hair fixed. Like her Daddy, she liked building and creating. Midja let her dress herself now, and more often then not, she had on every color of the rainbow. Today, she had on bright orange pants with red flames, an electric blue shirt with green stripes, and white strawberry shortcake underwear over the pants. (He really hoped that she had another pair underneath her pants as well.) The kid was crazy!
Lan and Midja had met during one of her play rehearsals. She had been ready to step out on stage and had slipped on one of the scenery pieces that had been left out. Her ankle got sprained and what turned out to be a rather pricey prop broke. He had come out to see what had broken and freaked. They screamed at each other until they had to be dragged away. A week later they ran into each other again and started arguing all over again. Eventually, it had become routine and the fighting stopped being mean and turned into flirting. And now eight years later they were married and had kids. Midja now choreographed and Lan did graphic designs.
Just as he had just finished putting a sword in his fighter's hand, a groggy little girl was pulling on his shirt. He looked down at his last favorite little girl. "Hey Abbey!" He said as she plopped down into his lap. She was a definite cuddler, though no one could figure out who she got that from. She took a crayon and started finishing his picture for him. She liked to do that. He looked over and saw Kahlea working on a picture of that Angelina Ballerina mouse thing she loved so much. Nina was working on horse with cheetah spots.
He shook his head as he looked between the three of them. 6-4-2. His favorite combo. He didn't know why, but he just took to all the little kids. He cheerfully gave up hangin' with his 'friends' to come down here and watch them. Same went for Andy. Deep in his messy room, the only thing he could always find through the mess was the box he kept all their stuff in: every school project, every new picture, and every last one of their pictures they gave him to keep.
God, he felt like such a sap!
"Unca Nicky, I finished the picture, see!" She told him. He raised the picture up and laughed. She had turned the sword into a flower with red flowers. He put it back down on the table as he moved her over to the chair next to the other girls. "I have to go to the bathroom, be good and stay still for a minute." He told them. They all smiled and nodded, so he went to the bathroom.
And just as he expected, they had gone off without a trace.
He looked around the Dinning room to make sure they had left the room. He walked out into the hallway. "Come out, come out, where ever you are!" He shouted as he went up to the closet and pulled it open. Nothing. He heard giggling from above him and smirked. Their room! He climbed up the banister so that the squeaky stairs wouldn't give him away. He peeked into their room and saw the three of them huddled together behind the bed, holding something. He tiptoed over to the bathroom and grabbed one of his secret just-in-case-the-girls-go-loose weapons.
The girls waited and waited for that tall figure to appear so that they could throw their supply of stuffies that reaked of Mommy's old smelly perfume at Nicky. They all stared at the top of the door, never noticing something crawling in on it's stomach getting closer and closer and cloer until....
"SURPRISE ATTACK!!!" Nicky yelled out as the girls got good doses of green jello thrown at them. They screamed and started trying to flee as they hit him with stuffies. He picked up all three of them and tossed them on the bed as he grabbed a jump rope and bound them together. He paced back in forth by the side of the bed. "Now why are my favorite trio picking on me?" He asked them playfully as he frowned. "Did I leave a barbie naked?" He asked. "Did I leave one of your books opened? Or...... Did I sit on mickey mouse again?!!?" He asked in mock horror as he pretended to cry. The girls all laughed as they struggled against the binds. Abbey wiggled out, releasing the other two. When he looked up from fake crying, he was being used as a ladder as Kahlea attached herself to his back and Nina was hanging off his arm and Abbey was rubbing the side of his hip.
"Don't cry, Unca Nicky. We were kiddin'!" She apologized. He tucked Nina under his arm and groaned as he reached down and patted Abbey on the head. "I know, I know. But next time you go against me, I will pack you into a rocket and ship you off to where the wild things are!" He said warningly.
Kahlea let go and jumped to the ground. "But Mommy said you liked the perfume!" She said seriously.
"She did, did she? And I guess she said to pelt me stuffies as well, huh?"
Nina pulled on his shirt. "She said to say what goes round, come round." Nicky rolled his eyes. Abbey pulled on his pants leg again. "Unca Nicky, how come Unca Chris come here no more to play wit us?" She complained. "He said he gonna come, but he don't!" The other two girls agreed. Nicky's eyes narrowed. "Uncle Chris spends his whole day with Aunt Gracie." He mumbled out. The girls flinched back. He shook his head and smiled. Hey, don't be like that. Why don't we go put in a movie and have pop corn?"
"Yay!!" They all cheered and started rushing to the TV room. He watched after them and sighed. "You have no idea what you are missing, do you?" He said to no one before he followed them downstairs to have fun.
Coming Attractions:
I See Dead People
Nicky ran up the driveway to her house. She hated it when he was late, and he didn't need another person screaming at him. His Dad was giving him hell, not that he had expected less, but Damn! 'No wonder he's a homicide detective. He could make a man piss his pants if he really wanted.' He thought to himself as he rang the doorbell.
Midja opened the door and grinned. "Hey kiddo, right on time, so you're spared a speech." She told him as she pulled his little wrap off his head. "Not near the girls." She reminded him. "You can be a wannabe ghetto gangster all you want, but not in this house. I'm surprised Uncle Danny even let you leave the house in that get up."
He pushed his hair back. "He didn't. He dropped me off at the library so that I could do my report, and I put it on in there." He hung his jacket up the hangers and looked around. "So where are my favorite little-"
"NICKY!!!" The two little girls knocked him over from behind and sat on his back, making it hard for him to breathe. He pushed up with them on his back and they giggled. "Horsey ride, horsey ride!!!"
"Later, now get off Nicky before he keels over, please." The girls groaned in disappointment, but got off all the same. As soon as he stood back up, he kneeled down and picked both of the girls up, one per arm. They giggled again and kissed his cheeks. "Okay, I have found my little cousins. Now where is my favorite little niece? Luke said he dropped her off."
Midja looked up from packing her gym bag. "She's in the living room taking her nap. She should be waking up soon." She zipped her bag up and grabbed her cap. "Okay, I'm off to go instruct a million stick figures how to shake what little they have of an," She glanced at her girls. "A-s-s." The oldest frowned, not liking when the adults spelled things out to keep her from knowing.
"Aunt Midja, if you don't like choreographing the show, then you should quit." Nicky told her.
"It's not the job, it's the dancers. Besides, it's enough to pay for their college years." She came over to the little group. "Give Mommy a kiss." Her daughters leaned in and blew raspberries on her cheeks. She rubbed the spit off and Nicky shook his head. She kissed their foreheads and headed toward the door. "I won't be back until late. Lan said he would be in as soon as he got his desk cleared, so don't count on him coming in before me. The girls need to work on their Halloween costumes, so I hope you remember what you learned in home econ. Don't let them stay up past nine-thirty, and no twinkies until after dinner. See ya Nicky! Bye half pints!" And she was gone.
Nicky carried two of his favorite girls into the Dinning room and placed them down on chairs. They had crayons and paper out and went back to drawing. They handed him a piece of paper and he started drawing a little as he stared over at his two little baby cousins.
The oldest one, Kahlea, was six years old and reminded him of Midja. She liked her hair up in two pony tails on the side of her head, and she always, ALWAYS, wore a tutu with everything she wore. She had it on now, purple with silver, over purple leggings and a lavender shirt. she also had a princess crown wrapped around her ponytails. She always said she wanted to be ballerina and had been in ballet since she was three.
The younger one, Nina, was four years old and reminded him of her Dad, Lan. She was a very physical little child, and never liked having her hair fixed. Like her Daddy, she liked building and creating. Midja let her dress herself now, and more often then not, she had on every color of the rainbow. Today, she had on bright orange pants with red flames, an electric blue shirt with green stripes, and white strawberry shortcake underwear over the pants. (He really hoped that she had another pair underneath her pants as well.) The kid was crazy!
Lan and Midja had met during one of her play rehearsals. She had been ready to step out on stage and had slipped on one of the scenery pieces that had been left out. Her ankle got sprained and what turned out to be a rather pricey prop broke. He had come out to see what had broken and freaked. They screamed at each other until they had to be dragged away. A week later they ran into each other again and started arguing all over again. Eventually, it had become routine and the fighting stopped being mean and turned into flirting. And now eight years later they were married and had kids. Midja now choreographed and Lan did graphic designs.
Just as he had just finished putting a sword in his fighter's hand, a groggy little girl was pulling on his shirt. He looked down at his last favorite little girl. "Hey Abbey!" He said as she plopped down into his lap. She was a definite cuddler, though no one could figure out who she got that from. She took a crayon and started finishing his picture for him. She liked to do that. He looked over and saw Kahlea working on a picture of that Angelina Ballerina mouse thing she loved so much. Nina was working on horse with cheetah spots.
He shook his head as he looked between the three of them. 6-4-2. His favorite combo. He didn't know why, but he just took to all the little kids. He cheerfully gave up hangin' with his 'friends' to come down here and watch them. Same went for Andy. Deep in his messy room, the only thing he could always find through the mess was the box he kept all their stuff in: every school project, every new picture, and every last one of their pictures they gave him to keep.
God, he felt like such a sap!
"Unca Nicky, I finished the picture, see!" She told him. He raised the picture up and laughed. She had turned the sword into a flower with red flowers. He put it back down on the table as he moved her over to the chair next to the other girls. "I have to go to the bathroom, be good and stay still for a minute." He told them. They all smiled and nodded, so he went to the bathroom.
And just as he expected, they had gone off without a trace.
He looked around the Dinning room to make sure they had left the room. He walked out into the hallway. "Come out, come out, where ever you are!" He shouted as he went up to the closet and pulled it open. Nothing. He heard giggling from above him and smirked. Their room! He climbed up the banister so that the squeaky stairs wouldn't give him away. He peeked into their room and saw the three of them huddled together behind the bed, holding something. He tiptoed over to the bathroom and grabbed one of his secret just-in-case-the-girls-go-loose weapons.
The girls waited and waited for that tall figure to appear so that they could throw their supply of stuffies that reaked of Mommy's old smelly perfume at Nicky. They all stared at the top of the door, never noticing something crawling in on it's stomach getting closer and closer and cloer until....
"SURPRISE ATTACK!!!" Nicky yelled out as the girls got good doses of green jello thrown at them. They screamed and started trying to flee as they hit him with stuffies. He picked up all three of them and tossed them on the bed as he grabbed a jump rope and bound them together. He paced back in forth by the side of the bed. "Now why are my favorite trio picking on me?" He asked them playfully as he frowned. "Did I leave a barbie naked?" He asked. "Did I leave one of your books opened? Or...... Did I sit on mickey mouse again?!!?" He asked in mock horror as he pretended to cry. The girls all laughed as they struggled against the binds. Abbey wiggled out, releasing the other two. When he looked up from fake crying, he was being used as a ladder as Kahlea attached herself to his back and Nina was hanging off his arm and Abbey was rubbing the side of his hip.
"Don't cry, Unca Nicky. We were kiddin'!" She apologized. He tucked Nina under his arm and groaned as he reached down and patted Abbey on the head. "I know, I know. But next time you go against me, I will pack you into a rocket and ship you off to where the wild things are!" He said warningly.
Kahlea let go and jumped to the ground. "But Mommy said you liked the perfume!" She said seriously.
"She did, did she? And I guess she said to pelt me stuffies as well, huh?"
Nina pulled on his shirt. "She said to say what goes round, come round." Nicky rolled his eyes. Abbey pulled on his pants leg again. "Unca Nicky, how come Unca Chris come here no more to play wit us?" She complained. "He said he gonna come, but he don't!" The other two girls agreed. Nicky's eyes narrowed. "Uncle Chris spends his whole day with Aunt Gracie." He mumbled out. The girls flinched back. He shook his head and smiled. Hey, don't be like that. Why don't we go put in a movie and have pop corn?"
"Yay!!" They all cheered and started rushing to the TV room. He watched after them and sighed. "You have no idea what you are missing, do you?" He said to no one before he followed them downstairs to have fun.
Coming Attractions:
I See Dead People