Author's Note: This is Bo and Luke's life together, from the first year Bo was with them, until when Luke leaves for the Marines, and one year after he gets back. It is all different events, but they all begin with more or less the same phrase. I thought it might be fun to tell their lives together by something that keeps happening. This follows on the same line as 'It's Cold,' and some of the events are even similar with the ages. There is also an Easter egg in there, if you can spot the movie line from the newest Dukes of Hazzard Movie...

Big thanks to Earendil Eldar for beta work.

Warning: The warning is placed here for vinsmouse, who wanted a spew warning here, claiming it might be a bad idea to drink while reading the funnier parts. So please keep in mind that drinking any kind of beverage while reading this, might be hazzard'ous to the health of your screen.

Disclaimer: The Duke Boys are not mine, I made up the names of the other drivers, but I don't own the Duke boys, not the General Lee. I promise that once I'm through with them, there will be nothing broken that a trip to Cooter's garage can't fix….

I'm Hungry, Part One

Luke looked up from his toy cars as the baby who was sitting on the living room floor started screaming. Bo was a baby, just about one year old. He frowned a bit as he wondered why it was screaming, again, and really loud at that. At times he wondered if anyone ever understood babies. It was just that Aunt Martha and Uncle Jesse seemed to do it pretty well, but Luke sure didn't. One moment it was sitting there, waving a stuffed cat Martha had sewn for him around, the next, he was just sitting screaming.

Luke crawled to his feet and got up to get his aunt, but she was already on her way into the living room from the kitchen.

"Why does he always scream so much?" Luke frowned as he looked up at her. He really didn't understand what was the point with all that screaming. Nor how they could think he was cute when he was doing it, his face turned all red. When he was quiet, or was laughing Luke guessed he was cute though, a little at least, as far as babies went. Which really wasn't saying all that much. Luke wasn't too impressed with them.

"He screams because he can't talk." Martha said softly. "He will not scream as much as he does now when he can talk." She gathered up the baby in her arms, trying to sooth him.

"Why can't he hurry up and do it then?" Luke asked, the baby was still wailing.

Martha laughed. "As fast as he was to learn crawling around, I'd say he's a quick learner. Don't worry Luke, before you know it, he'll be talking as well." She bounced him on his arm, but the baby still screamed.

Luke debated covering his ears with his hands, but he had tried that before, and it never seemed to help that much. "Why's he screaming now?" He asked.

"We'll he don't need to be changed." Martha laughed as she saw Luke wrinkle his nose. The though of changing the baby was one Luke didn't like at all. "I think he's just hungry," she finished with a smile. "Luke, I know you don't like it when he screams, but could you hold him for a bit while I warm up his bottle?"

Luke nodded reluctantly, he sat down on a chair in the kitchen and took his baby cousin. Frowning still, and trying to hold him as far away from his ears as possible while Martha heated up the gruel a little. Then she handed Luke the bottle. "Why don't you try and feed him." She suggested. She was hoping that Luke would come to understand the baby better if he was more involved.

Luke frowned again, but took the bottle and held it to the baby's mouth, and even he had to laugh at the greedy way the baby grabbed at it with his hands as he began to suckle.

"See there, just hungry." Martha smiled. "And now that you gave him food, he will be really grateful to you."

"Does that mean he'll be nice and stoop screaming?" Luke asked, though this was one time when he had to admit the baby was cute, a little.

"Luke, I'm hungry." The two year old whined and Luke sighed, Martha had gone out for a bit, and asked him to watch Bo. It was just his luck that the baby was in a cranky mood. This far pretty much all he had done was cry and whine. Luke was tired of it. Now Bo was tugging at his sleeve even while Luke tried to play with his cars.

"I'm hungry." He sniffed with tears running down his cheeks. Just a few minutes earlier he had been crying for their aunt.

Luke sighed again. "Stop crying," he told his two year old cousin. Bo sniffed again, but didn't really stop. It was no use, he wouldn't be able to play. Their aunt had said there were some buns in the kitchen if Bo got hungry, and there was milk as well. Maybe if he gave him some he would shut up. Cranky kids were a nuisance Luke decided.

"Come on then." He muttered and headed into the kitchen. Bo half running after him with that stumbling gait he had as he tried to run fast. Luke gave him a bun, and poured some milk into a mug for him. Then he got some for himself as well. If he was going to have to put up with the trouble of feeding Bo, he was going to have something for it. At least it seemed to pull Bo out of his cranky mood, and Luke thought that maybe he had just been hungry all along, because now he was smiling as he ate.

"Thank you Luke." Bo said brightly as he threw himself at his older cousin, arms spread wide in a hug, and pressed a wet milk kiss to his cousin's cheek. Luke frowned at him, the hug was nice, but he could do without that slopping wet milk kiss.

"Luke, I'm hungry."

Luke turned around to look at his three year old cousin, Bo stood there with his hand in his mouth, hardly even taking it out to speak, he always seemed to have something in his mouth, all the time.

"I don't have any food." Luke told him, as usual Bo had decided to trail along, and for once he was at least still wearing his jacket, and everything else.

"But I'm hungry." The small child insisted. "Really."

Luke sighed, he didn't want to go back to the farm just yet. He had a candy bar in his pocket. If he told their uncle Jesse he had to give it to Bo, he could most likely get a new one, or a few cookies instead. Since Jesse always wanted him to take care of Bo.

"You can have this, but its all I have." He told Bo as he gave it to him, then he turned around again and continued walking.

"Luke, it ain't work." Bo claimed from behind him.

Luke frowned, trying to figure out what he meant, then he turned around to look again. Bo stood there with the candy bar in his mouth, wrapper still on it. Luke couldn't help but laughing, he had forgotten that Bo hadn't really learnt to get them out of the wrapper by himself yet. So he had tried to eat it like it was. "Come here and I'll open it for you," he smiled as Bo gave him an uncertain look, wondering why Luke was laughing. He gave him back the candy bar though, and watched as Luke broke it out of the wrapper.

Luke smiled as he put the wrapper in his pocket and gave the candy bar to Bo. It was strange how those typical Bo things, like trying to eat it with the wrapper still on, could always brighten his mood. Because suddenly he didn't mind giving up his candy bar at all.

"Thank you Luke." Bo hugged him and Luke hugged back. For being a three year old child, Bo really wasn't all that bad.

"Luke, I'm hungry." Bo stated thoughtfully.

Luke wondered a bit at that, why he sounded so thoughtful, almost calculating. They were making boats out of chunks of bark. Luke making holes for the sticks that made the with his small pocket knife, since Bo was only four and too little to use a knife. Now he turned to look at Bo, and saw how the child looked at the bark in his hands as if he wondered if it would be good to eat or not.

"We ate before we left, and we ain't getting any more until we get home." He told him, Bo seriously couldn't be thinking of eating the bark, he couldn't, thought it was Bo, and you never knew with him.

"But I'm still hungry." Bo objected.

"Do you want to go home again?" Luke asked him.

"No, but I'm hungry." Bo stated, still looking at his chunk of bark. He had been trying to shape it into a boat by rubbing it against a stone.

"Then ya had better stop complaining." Luke told him. "Or we are going home."

TBC

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