Luckily for Jesse, the snow and freezing weather made it so that Kimmy Gibbler had to stay at home for a while longer. Enough time to rest and rid himself of his headache.
He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Still wearing his leather jacket and pants.
Joey came up stairs.
"Hey, Jess, can I borrow your credit card real quick?" he asked.
Then noticing the sleeping form on the bed.
"Oh come on! One of you out is enough!" he complained.
Since Stephanie was still sick.
Becky blew her nose at the doorway, catching Joey's attention.
"Beck, are you sick too?" he asked, concerned.
"Yes, I think so Joey, can you watch Nichole and Alexandra while I take a rest?"
"Sure, you just go get some rest."
"Joey, you're so sweet."
Becky made her way to the bed in a manner like she's walking through a pool of maple syrup.
She collasped next to Jesse.
'Must be contagous.' thought Joey as he quickly forgot about the credit card and just deciding to take care of the twins.
He sped down the stairs to bump into Danny...scraping stuff...
"Hey Joey." Danny greeted cheerfully.
"I think Becky's sick too."
Danny stopped cleaning and took off his gloves.
"Yeah, I know. She kept blowing her nose next to my ear."
"It's like Christmas just won't be an easy time of year." said Joey sadly.
Danny rubbed his best friend's shoulder.
"Five days left, I'm sure a miracle will happen by then."
He returned to scrapping gunk off the walls and stairs.
Joey left him alone.
While looking for the twins, he heard a cough from Stephanie's room.
'DJ or Michelle are probably watching them anyway,' he thought.
Knock Knock!
"Steph, can I come in?"
There was something whispered from the other side of the door.
Taking that as a yes, he opened the door quietly as possible.
"Steph, you ok?" Joey asked as he approached the bed.
Stephanie was now well enough to be sitting propped up on a pillow. She nodded and began writing something on a notebook from the night stand.
'I'm alright, it's my throat that hurts,'
The blonde scribbled it down quickly and turned the notebook to Joey so he can read it.
He nodded, "So, nothing else is really making you tired?"
Steph shook her head with a smile on her face.
She began writing again.
'Only my throat,'
The elder man returned the smile.
"That's great! I'll go tell your dad right now! Can you get up?"
Her hand moved swiftly with the pen in hand across the smooth surface of the paper.
'I think not, it's too cold,'
"Wise choice."
Joey walked out of Stephanie's room, closing the door behind him and went to the stairs to the attic. Where he last saw Danny.
Only now, he wasn't there.
"Danny!" he yelled, trying to search for him.
Danny peeked his head out from Michelle's room, "Yes? What is it you sound excited?"
"It's Stephanie! She's well now! But her throat still hurts so she can't really talk."
Danny smiled "That's great! Now that one is well again, we'll only have to take care of the Katsopalis couple."
DJ leaned against the door frame (As she does so much now) on the opposite side of her dad.
"Uncle Jesse's just tired from getting gonked on the head by a tree. It's aunt Becky's that's the one who needs care."
"Speaking of Becky, I was suppose to watch Nichole and Alexandra for her." Joey reminded himself.
DJ flicked her hand, "Don't worry, me and Michelle will take care of them. I mean seriously! How hard can seven year olds be to watch?"
"Reflect on your behaviour and your sisters' and you'll know." joked Danny.
DJ feigned a glare at her father, "I'm pretty sure I wasn't as bad as they were."
"Trust me, you were!" the guys said in almost perfect unison.
"I come back here to spend time with you guys from college and all I get is people telling me I'm 'selfish' of a complete devil when I was a kid." cried DJ dramatically.
"It's getting late, maybe we should all go to bed now." yawned Danny.
"But Kimmy is gonna come over!" protested his eldest daughter.
"I'm sure she'll manage. Night!"
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