Okay, pre-notes! I'm SOOO sorry it's been so long, this chapter was pretty hard to get out considering the fact that I could barely decide whether or not to stay in the pre-movie era of the story. Staring with the next chapter we'll get pulled up to speed with the beginning of the movie (A lot of time skipped, yes I know, but this story needs to get on with the suspense right?) let me know how you guys like it!
Disclaimer: I own Me and Anna since technically my parents own themselves along with Mel and her parents but as far as their characters are concerned, they're mine! I don't and I'll say it clearer, I DO NOT OWN SECRET WINDOW OR JOHNNY DEPP… unfortunately but me, Kaitlyn, and Care are still working on that!
Like Father Like…Daughter?
Chapter- 3
It took everything in Mort to keep him from going to the door and strangling the both of them right where they stood and leaving their bodies to be covered up by the falling snow. It was completely unbelievable.
'She doesn't show up for Anna's birthday, her sweet sixteen, just to spend more time with…him.' Anger ran hot in his every vein as he watched the front door swing open as Amy and Ted strolled in.
Amy threw her coat on a chair in the living room and jumped when she saw Mort in the kitchen. He didn't look too happy.
"Jesus Mort, what are you doing here?" she asked startled by his 'unexplained' appearance in the kitchen. Mort got up and made his way into the doorway that separated the living room and kitchen and leaned on the frame.
"Well," he started in a level tone, sarcasm dripping heavily from his words, "It all started about…oh say sixteen years ago as of yesterday when a little girl named Anna was born." He said sending her an accusing look. A look of realization crossed Amy's face and once again Mort found himself fighting with everything he had not to hit her right there when a dark thought slipped into his mind.
'Should have loaded the damn gun.' His thoughts turned black and he tried his best to push it away, but as angry as he was, that wasn't an easy task to overcome.
"Shit!" Amy cursed loudly as she ran a hand through her hair. Mort couldn't help but think she didn't seem disappointed. She looked more annoyed than anything else, like a kid who's found out they've missed their favorite T.V show. He was more then ready to start screaming sense into her before he remembered the girls were sleeping in the next room. It wouldn't exactly be comfortable waking up to your parents yelling and since Anna hadn't seen it yet, he was trying to avoid it. Amy put her bag down next to her jacket and looked at Ted.
"I can't believe we forgot."
'That's It!' Mort thought and suddenly, his patience had taken all it could.
Lauren, being the lightest sleeper of the three, woke first when a loud, deep yell crashed in on a particularly confusing, yet entertaining, Dr. Pepper and Cheetos induced dream involving Jack Sparrow, Inspector Abberline, Officer Sands, and Sam in a DDR Tournament of which Jack was inexplicably winning.
Mourning the loss of such an entertaining dream, Lauren was slow to lift her head from her pillow as she heard a much higher pitched voice yelling in return and she quickly realized it was coming from somewhere past the kitchen. She looked to her left and saw Melanie stirring from her own sleep on the other side of Anna and look back at her with confusion dominant in her eyes.
After sleep had relented its interference with her hearing, Lauren pushed up from the floor and sat back on her heels and realized the lower yell was Mort's voice. Of course the other would be Amy's if that actually were the case.
Melanie took notice of the yells and sat up as well she looked over at Lauren and then down to Anna, trying to figure out if it would be better to let her wake up on her own. She looked over at Lauren as Anna started to stir as well.
'Well that's amazing.' She thought to herself. Anna could sleep through most anything, and normally did. 'And her timing couldn't be worse.'
"Well Amy, maybe if you weren't so busy running around town with Ted here, you'd remember things like your only daughter's birthday!" Mort yelled, forgetting all about the three teenagers in the living room.
"Oh, don't start with me Mort!"
"I'm not starting with you! In fact, I'd be all too happy to be done with you!"
'Liar!' A voice deep inside Mort called out. Mort pushed that aside too.
"Can't say I don't agree with you on that dad." Anna's voice calmly cut Amy off as Amy opened her mouth again. Mort stopped and tried to gather his senses as he watched Anna cross to the fridge and open the door. She grabbed three Mountain Dews and looked at the three adults.
"What happened to the yelling?" Anna was now awake, tired and annoyed at the fact she had to deal with her mom and her mom's boyfriend. She fixed a particularly menacing stare on Ted as she swept her gaze over the rest of the kitchen looking for food.
"If you guys want food, you'll have to come help me!!" Anna called back toward the living room, her hands beginning to freeze from the sodas in her hands. The two girls appeared a moment or two later and seemed to stop short in the doorway. Anna almost laughed at their expressions, almost.
'Yeesh!' Melanie thought looking Ted over, 'That's not just betrayal, that's a personal insult!' and Lauren, whose face constantly betrayed her emotions, had the expression of someone looking at a dead bug under a magnifying glass.
"Morning girls," Amy greeted them with her mouth pulled into a tired smile. Melanie and Lauren smiled politely; they then made a beeline to the pantry to grab more snack food.
"That's a mighty healthy breakfast you got there." Ted spoke finally with a friendly yet strained sarcastic tone.
"Good thing it's not breakfast then." Melanie said venomously. She seemed to take even herself by surprise with her comment but she couldn't help it, this man had crashed in on a part of her family. It was too hard to accept him just because he said 'good morning'.
Anna threw an approving glance to Melanie and looked over at Lauren who, although she was busying herself with scooping ice cream into a mixing bowl and topping it with assorted sweet stuff, had the expression of someone eating an overly bitter piece of lemon.
"Well, Happy birthday baby girl." Amy tried very boldly. Anna faced her mother and a coldness that was becoming all too familiar slid into her eyes again as she spoke.
"My birthday was yesterday and I'm not a baby, thank you." Anna's voice was strangely civil and those that knew her best, which would include everyone but Ted, it was clear that the thin ice Amy was on was fast cracking.
Mort walked over to the table and grabbed his jacket.
"Girls, go change, we're going to get a real breakfast" The words had barely left his mouth and three blurs had flashed past him and up the stairs, leaving quite a mess in the kitchen.
'WE ARE?!?!' Mort's inner voice sounded incredibly loudly at the moment, 'When did you become so passive aggressive?'
'Like I know', Mort answered him-self. Mort took a quick peek into the living room from where he stood and there was a disaster still laying about in there as well. A sly smirk crossed his face as he turned around.
"Amy, Ted, you guys stay here, I'll drop Anna off a little later."
"Wait a minute," Amy stopped him as he headed for the front door, "You're just leaving? This place is a freakin' mess! Besides, they aren't all your daughters, you can't just take them and leave!"
"You wanna bet." Mort growled before he saw the three girls appear in the kitchen pulling hoodies on over their pajamas.
"Come on girls," Mort opened the door and the girls made a beeline for the jeep. It was more then cold outside and none of them were about to stand in the snow.
"See ya' later Amy." And Mort left.
Okay, here's the 2nd set of authors notes and I can hear ya groanin' about it but it's good news1 As far as I'm concerned up until this point my writing hasn't been it's best but from the next chapter out I promise GREAT IMPROVMENTS! Here are some answers to my wonderful reviewers and to everyone else, I hope you had Happy Thanksgivings!
REVIEW RESPONSES! DUN DUH DAAAAA!
Evil Duckie of the BlackLagoon - I GOT ALL CAPITALS YAY! LoL I'm glad I managed to fan the flames of hatred! ::throws sporks at Amy and Ted:: Don't worry if you loved this much it only gets better! LYLAS!
Dawnie-7 – This didn't seem like much a chapter to me, and I'm sorry if it's disappointing but I got to the point where Amy and Mort would fight and it didn't flow, it didn't feel right. Then I know I had to get something to you guys so I nixed it and kept my favorite parts then ended it, like I said, the rest will be better and once I'm a little more experienced with this story, I think I'll come back and fix it. I didn't get my license on my Sweet Sixteen either, but I don't have to wait 'til I'm 18 at least, I'm sorry about that! I got mine in October and it sure feels good…until I have to go to Publix…
LiTtLeSpArRoW – You don't need to worry about my birthday, that's not 'til May, but thanks for the attempt! LoL Thanks JACK! ::opens present:: WOW! A NEW CUTLASS! THANK YOU JACK! ::straps cutlass to belt:: ::Gives Jack a bear hug:: I love you Sparrow and thank you Grace, I know you had something to do with it! I'll advertise your stuff anytime and I'm happy to do it! LYLAS!
Miss Rainstorm – Thanks for the words of encouragement, it meant a lot and I hope this isn't too big a disappointment, the next chapter will be great I PROMISE!
Pyrate-Rose – I couldn't help but have the girls addicted to SOMEBODY hot! LoL and it's like David Koepp said, you have to acknowledge that your leading man is indeed hot. I'm glad you got your permit, it's fun stuff being able to drive isn't it?
Moulin-Rouge-Pirate – I should ignore you for the comment…but I'm above that! LoL I can blame my lack of updates on the Moulin Rouge if I wanted to! ::allows time for gasping and horrible looks:: Okay times up! REVIEW! LYLAS!
I Like Cats Too. Let's Exchange Recipes – Well, besides the Chipmunk reviewer, you have to have one of the most original names I've seen, LoL I hope you like what's going to come next, sorry to say I don't have any recipes for you though, LoL