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-Chapter 6-

Adam and Guy sat and watched Charlie stare at the ceiling sleepily. He looked tired but didn't seem to be able to sleep.

Guy and Adam exchanged a look as Guy lay back into his bed. He was pretty tired himself.

Adam Banks sighed, knowing he couldn't sleep until he had a clear mind. And troubled friends really didn't help ease his always-troubled mind. It used to keep him up when they had a game because of the Scouts. Then it was pressure from his dad. Now Charlie was having family issues.

He looked over to see Guy had managed to fall into a sound sleep. Lucky him. Adam wished he could just fall asleep just like that. But he couldn't. Not with Charlie so bummed out. But he had to admit, Charlie DID look a lot better than when he first knocked on the door earlier that evening. At least he didn't look like death walking anymore. It was progress.

"Charlie? You okay?" Adam whispered across the room. He would see to it that Charlie slept.

He got a mumbled response. Adam wrinkled his nose slightly. This was going to change. He WOULD make Charlie go to sleep...if it was the last thing he did! And at this rate, it probably would be...

Adam sighed and stood up. He walked over to where Charlie's bed was and sat on a chair by it.

"Charlie?" he tried again.

Charlie rolled over, pretending to be asleep.

"I'm not dumb, Conway. I know you're not asleep so sit up. We need to talk." Adam said sternly. His own sleep was on the line as well! Not that he wasn't worried about Charlie...

Charlie groaned, rolled over towards Adam and put on a pout. "I WOULD be asleep if you were quiet Cake-Eater." He said.

Adam couldn't help but grin. At least he knew Charlie was feeling better.

The Duck Captain sat up and tried to focus in the dark. He was tired but he had a feeling Adam wouldn't let up till he got what he wanted. He only hoped it wouldn't take too long.

"Yeah Banskie?" Charlie eventually said with a light smile.

"I sense you were having problems sleeping?" Banks said seriously.

Charlie nodded and turned toward Adam.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" he asked.

"Do I have a choice?" Charlie said with a grin.

"Do you ever?" Adam replied, mirroring his grin.

"In that case, Adam I would love to talk to you about it!" Charlie said with as much enthusiasm as he could muster at the time. Not that that was a lot, but the effort was appreciated.

"Much better. So what's wrong?" Adam asked, smile fading as he entered his listening mode.

Charlie smiled. He was glad to have such a great friend. It was good to know he had a friend who would bully him into sharing his problems. It was good for him. He only hoped he was at least half the friend Adam had been lately.

"I guess I'm still kind of uneasy about my father. It's weird thinking that after ten years he decides he can just come back and it will all just be okay." Charlie said, looking at Adam, hoping he understood.

Adam nodded. "My father may have been living with me my whole life but I feel like he isn't even there. It's all about getting scholarships, impressing scouts and constantly being perfect to him. I know it's a totally different thing but I guess I can some-what relate." He said, giving his best friend a comforting smile.

"Yeah, I guess we both have problems. But I mean part of me wants to forgive him and accept him. Then the other part wants to shut him out for what he did. I just don't know if I can forgive him. He hit my mom. He could have hit me. There's no telling how long it went on but I think my mom left him for a reason. I don't know if I should even try to work it out. I don't want my mom to get hurt." Charlie said, his eyes starting to glass over.

When he noticed this, he slowly turned his head to their window. The moon was full and had an eerie glow.

Adam noticed the change in composure and frowned. He didn't want to say anything because he knew how Charlie was about being in control. The poor guy didn't need this now.

"Yeah, that's understandable. I know this will sound extremely corny but I just want you to do what you think it right. Whether you think you should trust him or not may change over time but always know us Ducks are behind you all the way." Adam said to Charlie's back.

"Yeah, that is kinda corny." Charlie said softly, smiling in the dark before turning back towards his friend. "But it's exactly what I needed to hear. Thanks Banks."

Adam smiled. He decided that a hug would ruin both of their manly egos so they settled with a nod of mutual understanding before Adam returned to his bed. That went well.

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Charlie slowly tried to open his eyes. The bright light was pouring in from the window and it made sleeping a difficult task.

Once he finally just blinked a few times and rolled over to a position where he could see if Guy and Banks were awake yet.

And he nearly cracked up at the sight.

Adam lay wrapped up in several blankets. He looked like he was in some kind of cocoon. One pillow was on the floor, one beneath his head and the other on top of his head. His mouth was slightly open and he was snoring.

Charlie smiled. Where was a camera when you need one? Sure they would kill him but he could get some big money...oh yeah, he and Adam were on a truce at the time...but Guy...hmm...no, bad idea...Connie would kill him.

Or would she?

As he thought of this he looked at Guy.

The blonde-haired boy was on his back, arms and legs sprawled in every direction and his head barely falling over the edge. Blankets were on the floor and he was clutching a pillow in his arms. He was mumbling something in his sleep but Charlie couldn't make out the exact words. Something along the lines of "Connie, no, back, hi, Connie, cheeseburger" and other mumbled phrases and illegible grunts.

Naw, this was too funny to share. That way he got the pleasure of blackmail all to himself...

But wait a second...did he do stuff like that in his sleep? He sure hoped not...

He sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes and looking at his digital clock. It blinked 10:47 am.

"Man...I slept pretty late! Wait...it's...Sunday?" he mumbled sleepily to himself, blinking and trying to remember.

When he was finally satisfied with that answer, he stood and stretched. He ran a hand through his tangled brown hair and groaned.

Getting some clothes out of the closet, he went into the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed. He was extremely relieved he had some extra clothes there.

Ten minutes later Charlie dried himself off with a towel and put on his clean clothes, towel-drying his hair. He chose a black tank top under an unbuttoned dark green button-up shirt and a pair of jeans for that day.

He walked out of the room to see both guys still sleeping. Putting on an innocent smile, he turned on the radio full blast and started picking up the floor, pretending to help when in all actuality, he was cleaning so it didn't look like he put on the radio on purpose.

Not that that would help at all, it was kinda just an afterthought.

The two sat up, startled, and put a hand tot heir pounding hearts.

"CHARLIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" the two yelled in exact unison, glaring daggers into Charlie's brains.

He turned an innocent face towards them. The boy feigned absolute innocence...to the point of sickening deceit.

They pointed angrily to the stereo with one hand, clutching a pounding ear with the other.

He turned his act towards the stereo. Pointing at it with a confused face, they threw a pillow each at him. He then gave up and grinned deviously before turning it down.

"YOU TRYING TO BLOW OUR BRAINS OUT?!" Guy yelled, laying his pounding head back on his pillow.

"Oh, you caught me...actually, you two just looked positively adorable in your sleep-like-trance so I decided I couldn't live with myself if I didn't get the first laugh of the morning." He said, sitting on his bed grinning.

"First off, it wasn't a "sleep-like-trance", IT WAS SLEEP!!!!! Second, that was not funny!" Adam said, pouting and laying back on his bed as well.

"Oh, well that would explain it. And yes, I know it wasn't funny..." he said, bowing his head in defeat.

Guy and Adam exchanged confused glances before turning back to Charlie.

He drew the moment out before looking back up with a wide grin on his face. "IT WAS HILARIOUS!"

The other two guys jumped on Charlie and pinned him down. "DIE EVIL WAKER- UPPER-ER!!!!!" Guy shouted as he bashed Charlie's head with a pillow.

Adam grabbed a pillow too and followed Guy's wonderful example. The influence that was Guy rubbed off easily.

Charlie let out yelps of laughter as he kicked them in the stomach. Not hard, just enough so they would get their knees off to allow breathing. Not that breathing was all that IMPORTANT or anything.

Soon enough, Charlie gave up so Adam and Guy got up and carried on with their morning. Charlie blinked a few times and got up to sit back on his bed.

"Okay, let's start this morning all over. Good morning Guy and Adam." Charlie said with a bright smile.

"Good morning sunshine." Adam muttered sarcastically, a grin on his face.

Guy laughed. "Morning Charlie."

Charlie narrowed his eyes in mock-anger. "Ah! Well I never! You're making fun of me!" He exclaimed in a huffy voice as his hand flew to his heart as if he were insulted.

Adam and Guy laughed and soon enough Charlie did too.

Adam Banks couldn't help but smile. Charlie seemed like he was feeling better. He knew Charlie was still troubled but he had managed to push it out of his mind and enjoy himself.

Charlie, Guy, and Adam decided they would head off and find something to do. It was a Sunday and the three boys were already bored. Meeting up with the other Ducks, the group went off to enjoy the last day off they had before school started again.