Chapter 6: Morning Ritual!
A WEEK LATER!
Alvin, and Rob are sitting in the living room as they each drank a cup coffee and talked.
"Beautiful morning, isn't it?" Rob asked, as he looked out the window.
"Yup." Alvin agreed before taking another sip of his coffee.
Just then a ruckus is heard upstairs.
"Vincent! Get back here!" Simon cries out from upstairs.
"Oh. The race is on, again!" Said Alvin.
To Alvin and Rob this was comedy. This would be a morning ritual between Simon and Vincent as they ran up and down the hallway.
"Hee, hee, hee" giggles Vincent. *Pitter-patter* *Pitter-patter* goes his little feet as they run as fast as they can down the upstairs hallway.
"Vincent." growled Simon. The whole floor would thud as Simon tries to catch up to his son.
"Welcome again to the 'Seville Olympics'." Alvin announces as he pretends to hold a mike to his face. "By the sounds of it, Vincent managed to get a head start."
"VINCENT, WATCH THE." Simon began bellowing.
CRASH!!
"Oooh, there goes the hallway lamp again." Alvin announced with a wince.
"WHAT IS GOING ON OUT HERE?" Dave screeched from his room.
*Pitter-patter* *Pitter-patter* Vincent now runs in the opposite direction.
*Thud* *Thud* *Thud* Simon struggles to keep up.
"Sorry Dave. Vincent seems to be getting faster each day now." Simon apologized.
"Gotcha!" Simon now cheers.
"Eeeeek!" Squeals Vincent as he is now captured.
"Hee, hee. That Vincent seems to be getting more and more clever each day." Rob commented.
"Yea, either that, or Simon's getting older." Laughed Alvin.
Both young men began laughing out loud. After a few minutes, Simon walks downstairs and noticed them. He raised an eyebrow wondering what they could be laughing at.
"Morning." He called out.
Rob and Alvin stopped laughing and looked up at Simon.
"Oh, good morning...'Michael Johnson'!" Alvin said. Then both he and Rob started laughing again.
"Ha, ha. Laugh it up you two." Snapped Simon. "Just wait till it's your turn to be parents." He added with a smirk.
"No way. Not for a while yet." Alvin said.
"We'll see, Alvin." Simon commented before heading to the kitchen.
"I notice you and Simon do a lot of arguing." Rob pointed out.
"Well, yea." Alvin admitted. "Mind you, we argued and fought a lot more when we were kids...before the kidnapping..." He trailed off in a sad expression.
"Yes, I too remember fighting with my siblings before that fateful day came when I was taken away." Rob said.
"I bet you miss them."
"Of course. But after being on the Island for so long, I almost forgotten what it feels like to have a family. That is when Simon, and the others in 'our' group became my family... But then I was alone again, that is, until I found Simon again."
"Gee, that must be rough." Alvin commented.
"Yes, but each day more of my memory returns." Rob says. He then looks up at Alvin. "Eventually I would like to go back home.when I'm ready."
"You know when you are, that we will be there for support." Alvin says reassuringly.
Rob gives him smile. "Thanks."
"What do you think your doing, little Mister!" Simon yells.
Both Rob and Alvin direct their attention to Simon who is standing at the foot of the stairs.
"I thought I told you to stay in the room with Mommy!" Simon screeches.
"No!" Vincent yells back.
"Oh, that's it!" Simon places his coffee mug on the table near the stairs and rushes up to the top.
"Eeeeeee!" Vincent squeals, as the pitter-patter of his feet is heard running back into the bedroom. Suddenly there is a loud slamming of the door and Simon giving out a loud growl of annoyance to this situation as he struggles to open the door to his room.
Rob and Alvin look to each other again with a smirk.
"However, with morning rituals such as this, it's hard to want to rush home to my family." Rob laughs.
"Oh, yea." Alvin agreed. Both boys celebrated to that by clashing their coffee cups together and takes another sip from them.
A WEEK LATER!
Alvin, and Rob are sitting in the living room as they each drank a cup coffee and talked.
"Beautiful morning, isn't it?" Rob asked, as he looked out the window.
"Yup." Alvin agreed before taking another sip of his coffee.
Just then a ruckus is heard upstairs.
"Vincent! Get back here!" Simon cries out from upstairs.
"Oh. The race is on, again!" Said Alvin.
To Alvin and Rob this was comedy. This would be a morning ritual between Simon and Vincent as they ran up and down the hallway.
"Hee, hee, hee" giggles Vincent. *Pitter-patter* *Pitter-patter* goes his little feet as they run as fast as they can down the upstairs hallway.
"Vincent." growled Simon. The whole floor would thud as Simon tries to catch up to his son.
"Welcome again to the 'Seville Olympics'." Alvin announces as he pretends to hold a mike to his face. "By the sounds of it, Vincent managed to get a head start."
"VINCENT, WATCH THE." Simon began bellowing.
CRASH!!
"Oooh, there goes the hallway lamp again." Alvin announced with a wince.
"WHAT IS GOING ON OUT HERE?" Dave screeched from his room.
*Pitter-patter* *Pitter-patter* Vincent now runs in the opposite direction.
*Thud* *Thud* *Thud* Simon struggles to keep up.
"Sorry Dave. Vincent seems to be getting faster each day now." Simon apologized.
"Gotcha!" Simon now cheers.
"Eeeeek!" Squeals Vincent as he is now captured.
"Hee, hee. That Vincent seems to be getting more and more clever each day." Rob commented.
"Yea, either that, or Simon's getting older." Laughed Alvin.
Both young men began laughing out loud. After a few minutes, Simon walks downstairs and noticed them. He raised an eyebrow wondering what they could be laughing at.
"Morning." He called out.
Rob and Alvin stopped laughing and looked up at Simon.
"Oh, good morning...'Michael Johnson'!" Alvin said. Then both he and Rob started laughing again.
"Ha, ha. Laugh it up you two." Snapped Simon. "Just wait till it's your turn to be parents." He added with a smirk.
"No way. Not for a while yet." Alvin said.
"We'll see, Alvin." Simon commented before heading to the kitchen.
"I notice you and Simon do a lot of arguing." Rob pointed out.
"Well, yea." Alvin admitted. "Mind you, we argued and fought a lot more when we were kids...before the kidnapping..." He trailed off in a sad expression.
"Yes, I too remember fighting with my siblings before that fateful day came when I was taken away." Rob said.
"I bet you miss them."
"Of course. But after being on the Island for so long, I almost forgotten what it feels like to have a family. That is when Simon, and the others in 'our' group became my family... But then I was alone again, that is, until I found Simon again."
"Gee, that must be rough." Alvin commented.
"Yes, but each day more of my memory returns." Rob says. He then looks up at Alvin. "Eventually I would like to go back home.when I'm ready."
"You know when you are, that we will be there for support." Alvin says reassuringly.
Rob gives him smile. "Thanks."
"What do you think your doing, little Mister!" Simon yells.
Both Rob and Alvin direct their attention to Simon who is standing at the foot of the stairs.
"I thought I told you to stay in the room with Mommy!" Simon screeches.
"No!" Vincent yells back.
"Oh, that's it!" Simon places his coffee mug on the table near the stairs and rushes up to the top.
"Eeeeeee!" Vincent squeals, as the pitter-patter of his feet is heard running back into the bedroom. Suddenly there is a loud slamming of the door and Simon giving out a loud growl of annoyance to this situation as he struggles to open the door to his room.
Rob and Alvin look to each other again with a smirk.
"However, with morning rituals such as this, it's hard to want to rush home to my family." Rob laughs.
"Oh, yea." Alvin agreed. Both boys celebrated to that by clashing their coffee cups together and takes another sip from them.