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 Three

"Luke," Bo called once more. "Luke, I'm hungry."

Luke didn't even bother to let him know he had heard him, there were times when he wished his ten year old cousin would leave him alone for a bit.

"Luke." Bo however wasn't about to be that easily ignored.

"Go away Bo, I've got chores to do." He said sharply.

"But I'm hungry."

"And I don't care. Go away, I need to finish this."

Bo stuffed his hands into his pockets and pouted as he shuffled away. He wanted to be bigger, or smaller. If he was bigger, he wouldn't have to bother Luke as much, because then he could take care of it himself. If he was smaller, Luke would have to help him. Now it seemed as if he was always just the wrong size, no matter what was going on. It was beginning to look as if he would have to wait until Jesse came back before he could get anything to eat.

"Luke, I'm hungry. When are we gonna eat." Bo asked, he was eleven now, and finally old enough to go with Luke and Cooter as they were gone for the whole day.

"When the fish has finished cooking." Luke told him.

"What fish?" Bo asked, they didn't even have a fire yet.

"The one we are about to catch." Cooter grinned, holding out a fishing rod to Bo. It was really only a stick with a fishing line on it, since Bo wasn't tall enough to handle a full sized fishing pole.

"Okay." Bo took the stick and followed Cooter down to the water. "I sure hope the fish bites fast today, cause' I'm really hungry."

"You know what Luke, I'm hungry." Bo stated.

Luke snorted mirthfully at him. It didn't take much imagination to figure that one out. Not knowing that Bo had spent a full day in school after having forgotten to bring his lunch with him. Apparently no one else had been willing to give up theirs either, so the twelve year old boy had been forced to do without. Luke had a feeling he wouldn't forget his lunch again for some time.

"I kinda figured that out for myself." He now said. "What do you expect me to do about it anyway. They were on the way home after all.

"Nothing." Bo shrugged patting his empty stomach with one hand. "It's just that I'm really, really a lot hungry, and I just thought that I should tell you so that you knew about it."

"Trust me, I know." Luke grinned again as Bo's stomach rumbled. "I'd have to be deaf to not know."

"Okay then." Bo looked down at his stomach in sympathy, it hated being empty, and he didn't care for it either. "Long as ya know."

"I'm hungry Luke." Bo considered poking his cousin, who once more was ignoring him in favor for some pretty girl. Funny how those could make him forget that he had a thirteen year old boy with him. They did though, Luke was far to busy snuggling with the girl to notice that he was hungry.

Bo shrugged, it wasn't as if he couldn't take care of it himself. He opened the lid to the picnic basket that Luke had brought with him. There was a lot of good stuff there, and he soon had both a chicken leg and a sandwich.

Luke could keep the girl, Bo had found food and was quite satisfied with it.

"How are ya feeling today?" Luke asked concerned as he noticed that Bo was awake. He himself had been awake for some time. The flu still was persistent, and his seventeen year old cousin was still just as hot as he had been the night before. Though then he had been shivering so badly that Luke had crawled down beneath the heavy blankets with him to try and keep him warm.

"Bout' the same." Bo said hoarsely. "Hungry, but feels like I gonna be sick if I eat." Luke smiled softly at him. He knew that feeling, it was annoying, very annoying . Bo had barely eaten while he was sick, so it was little wonder he was hungry as well. It would be good for him if he could choke something down though.

"I can get ya some soup." He offered, "there's some left from yesterday, just need to reheat it is all. How does that sound." He slowly slid out of the bed, careful not to let out any of the warmth since he suspected Bo would still be cold.

"I don't want to be a bother to ya, not when ya just got back." Bo's eyes had a slight sleep haze in them, and no matter how much he had grown since Luke left, to be even taller than himself, that made him look like the small child Luke had left behind.

"I'm so glad to be back with ya I'd gladly let ya be as big a bother as ya wanted." Luke snorted. "But ya ain't been one yet."

"Ya mean to tell me ya hurried back to deal with a sick kid?" Bo asked skeptically, and for a moment Luke wondered if his fever had gone up even more for him to talk like that, but then he recalled what Jesse had told him. That Bo was a bit uncertain about it all. That he was a little afraid that Luke would think him a brat now that he had been to war and all. It was not strange, and Luke had been a little uncertain about how things would have changed with his cousin as well. Though he had been more afraid that Bo would have grown too independent to even need him anymore. He had feared that his baby cousin would have grown to a point where he had no need of an older cousin looking out for him anymore, having enough friends.

He felt really sorry for Bo with him being so sick when they had so many things planned, but it also felt good to be able to take care of him, knowing that Bo still needed him, and not just while he had the flu. That much was evident by the way he talked.

"I was in a hurry to get back to all of ya." He said reassuringly. "And ya ain't a bother cause' ya sick. Don't worry about it Bo, I don't mind taking care of ya for a bit. An' then when ya get better, we'll he having so much fun ya won't believe it. Now, ya said ya was hungry. How about I fetch ya that soup now?"

"Think that would be great." Bo smiled at him as he worked himself up to sitting. "Really is kinda hungry."

"It'll do ya good cousin." Luke couldn't resist ruffling his hair the way he had done it when Bo was younger. He grinned at the look Bo gave him as he headed into the kitchen for the soup.

The End

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