To the guy who commented about my spelling, come on that's knit picking isn't it, you've shown two examples from 3,184 words!
You got the bit about the Thorpe fell Run right, but maybe you should google wharfedale, I think that'll reveal what's going to happen. Again I don't own the incredables, ect….
In the manner of all families the world over confronted with the arrival of someone knew the entire family converged upon the front doorway. Dan and Dash raced down stairs, Ruth appeared in the hall with a quite pop and Judith waved through the window before running into the hall.
When Fred led the remainants of the Incredible family through the door they where met with an immediate barrage of greetings, hugs, kisses. They responded as best they could, Helen hugging everyone in sight and exchanging kisses with her sister, a windswept Bob trying to make sense of the situation, Fred saying that he had some work to do and rushing out immediately and Violet making herself invisible and attempting to sneak off. (This failed by the way, she forgot she wasn't wearing her incredible suit.)
Dan and Dash became board almost imminently and began to wander upstairs, when Dan noticed a distinctive smell coming from the kitchen, for the second time that night Judith had managed to set the dinner on fire. "Bugger!" She yelled and ran out followed by Helen despite to help, shoving Jack-Jack into Violets hands.
Violet meanwhile now had to contend with a baby that was attempting to become the human eqilivent of Satan and a 10 year old girl who kept teleporting around her and who wanted to show her there room.
"Bedlam." Dan muttered as the two boys made there way upstairs to play on Dan's Gamecube. Violet decided to give up on resisting Ruths nagging and follow the girl upstairs.
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Eventually calm was restored and on the third attempt the combined efforts of the women had managed to make a reasonable roast dinner. The families settled down to the meal at the large table in the dining room, heated by the log fire to one side. Fred and Judith sat at one end of the table with Bob and Helen at the other, the boys sat on the right and the girls on the left.
"Well, this is nice." Bob commented as he bit into the steak. Unlike the others he had no trouble cutting into the meat. "I haven't had a proper Sunday roast for years."
"All home made." Fred responded, Violet went a bit green, "Slaughter the lamb last night, poor thing." Violet pushed the lamb to the other side of her plate, somehow she couldn't bring herself to bite into the excellent meat.
Helen decided to move the conversation away from what was on there plate, not just for violets sake either. "So," She said brightly, "What schools are around here from the kids? We left America a bit quickly and didn't have time to look you see and…"
"Don't worry," Judith responded, "Dan sorted it last night. We've got Dash enrolled to go to Threshfeild School, that's the local school by the way, it's very good. He'll be in Helen Jarvis class. It's a bit smaller than what you had over there but that's good in some ways."
"How big is it?" Helen asked,
"87 pupils, well 88 now."
"That's tiny!"
"If you think that's small you should see Violets school, the smallest Secondary Small in the country. It's good though, trust me. Dan goes there and he enjoys it, don't you Dan?"
"No." Judith laughed at him.
"He's only joking of course, he loves it really."
"Where exactly is it, what exactly is it?"
"Upper Wharfedale Secondary Modern School. It's in Threshfeild like Dashs school so we can get all the kids there in one run. Dans in year 11 at the moment there, and Vi will be in year 8. That means she's got 3 years till her exams." The two women then lapsed into a tedious conversation about differences in schooling between the states and England, most of it centring on the fact that Dash and Violet would have to wear uniforms. The kids protested at first but there where no two ways about it. To go to school in England you have to wear uniform.
Bob was slipping into mind numbing tedium of women's conversation, he tried to fight it by asking Fred a question. "So what's happening tomorrow, what should I be doing to help out." As part of the agreement when the Parrs had asked to come to Yorkshire it had been decided that Bob would work around the farm and Judith had secured Helen a job in The Yorkshire Lass.
"Nothing tomorrow, at least not in the morning, where off down to the rugby, Dans playing against Harrogate. Real local Darby that."
"Rugby, what's Rugby?" Bob seemed to remember something about a game but not much. From the few bits he rembered it was something like American football but more violent.
"You'll see tomorrow!" Fred replied, unwilling to say any more.
After the meal finished the adults retired to the sitting room and the kids upstairs. Dash, interested by the conversation between Fred and Bob, badgered Dan to show him rugby. Eventually Dan relented and fiddled behind the TV to plug in the DVD player. Then he pulled the DVD of the 1973 Barbarians vs the All Blacks DVD from the rack and showed the boy it. Dash was fascinated, the sheer violence of the game caught him off guard at first, the speed at which the unprotected men hit each other, but then the speed and beauty of the game caught his eye. Gareth Edwards famous try clinched it for him, that night he dreamed of being a rugby player.
Little linking chapter here….trust me, the next one will be better. I've decided to put a villain in…