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 a kind of an Easter egg in there, if you can spot the reference to the Dukes of Hazzard show, but I ain't telling which part it is in...

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 don't own the Duke boys, nor 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 Bored, Part Two

"I'm bored Luke, can't we do something?" Bo asked hopefully, he had a four year olds usual optimism.

"I am doing something." Luke told him where he stood by his bike. He had been about to go for a ride on it when Bo came over.

"Yeah, but I ain't, an' I'm bored." Bo told him again.

"Go an' do something then." Luke really wanted to get going right not, not stand around arguing with Bo.

"That's what I asked ya about." Bo frowned, thinking that maybe Luke hadn't understood him.

"I'm gonna meet some of my friends Bo, ya can't come along." Luke told him.

"Why not?" Bo stood fingering a scratch in the bikes paint job.

"Ya couldn't keep up, ya ain't even got a bike yet."

"Not my fault." Bo sulked.

"Not my fault either, but we're gonna be riding our bikes, an' so ya can't come along." Luke stood with one foot on the ground and one resting on the pedals, eager to be off. "Now git back to the house will ya."

"No fair."

"Never said it would be fair." Luke kicked off and started down the road while Bo was left alone behind.

"I'm bored Luke, what ya doing?" Five year old Bo climbed up to sit on the kitchen chair next to the one Luke was sitting on.

"Homework." Luke answered as he was chewing on the pencil thoughtfully.

"Is it fun?" Bo asked curiously as he leaned closer.

"No, ain't no fun at all." Luke informed him. He really didn't care much for it.

"What are ya doing?" Bo leaned closer hoping to see, and yelped as the chair tipped and he crashed to the floor. "Ow, that hurt." He glared at the chair and sniffed a little, big boys didn't cry, everyone said that, and he was going to be a big boy some day. The sooner he learned to not cry, the sooner he would be big he reckoned.

"Ya clumsy Bo." Luke smiled as Bo righted the chair and climbed back up again.

"I ain't, dumb chair went and tipped me, is the chair's clumsy and not me."

"Bo, ya can't go an' blame an inanimate object." Luke sighed.

"What's inanimate?" Bo frowned, he peered closer to Luke's books again. "What is ya doing?"

"Math." Maybe there was a way to make use of Bo after all. "Hey, tell ya what how about we both work math, I solve one problem, and ya another."

"Okay." Bo's face lit up with a big grin.

"You take nine times nine." Luke told him.

Bo tried to work it out, he had ten fingers, so the first nine was no problem, and he could manage the second one as well, even with his boots on, but then he ran out of things to use. "I can't do it Luke." He said regretfully.

"Why don't ya go ask uncle Jesse." Luke suggested, their uncle would never tell him the answer, but if it was Bo asking, then he just might.

Bo grinned and ran off, then he came back looking really remorseful. "Uncle Jesse said ya were gonna do yer own homework, and that ya couldn't use me for it, were ya?" He asked, turning sad eyes to his cousin.

Luke shrugged.

"Will ya play with me when ya done?" Still looking sad there was a trace of hope in Bo's voice.

"No." Luke told him as he tried to solve the problem on his own.

"Why?" Bo whined.

"Cause ya didn't help me none." Luke glared at him. "Now scram so I can finish."

Bo went outside, maybe the goat would let him pet him.

"Luke, I'm bored." Bo came over, his hair hanging in his eyes, the six year old boy didn't really care about that.

"I'm not." Luke told him shortly.

"I am." Bo walked up to stand beside him.

"I heard ya." Luke wasn't in the mood for chatting with him, he had to finish his chores.

"Can we play Nascar race?" Bo begged.

"Here, carry this to the house." Luke dumped an armful of fire wood into Bo's arms.

"Why?" Bo had to struggle a bit with the weight.

"Cause then ya won't be bored." Luke told him. "Now hurry up, and then ya can come back to get more."

As Bo trudged back to the house with the wood, he couldn't help but think something was wrong. Luke was taking it easy in front of the wood shed, and he himself was carrying firewood, and something with that just seemed wrong. On the other hand, Luke was right, he wasn't bored anymore. Now he only had to decide whatever he preferred carrying firewood or being bored.

Carrying the fire wood won, because if he did that, he could probably ask for a cookie.

"I'm bored Luke, cant we all do something." Bo climbed up to sit on the fence as he watched Luke stack wood in a pile.

"No, I'm gonna go meet my friends when I'm done with this." Luke told him as he continued stacking the wood.

"So ya ain't gonna have any time for me today?" Bo asked with a small pout.

"Nope, I told them I'd meet up with them, and ya to small to come along." Luke didn't even look up at him as he spoke.

"I'm growing as fast as I can ya know." The seven year old boy stated with the disgust of a small boy who thought he wasn't getting big fast enough. Or at lease Luke seemed to think he wasn't growing fast enough.

"The fastest ya can ain't very fast then, ya still a head shorter than me." Luke grinned.

"Ain't my fault, an' I'm gonna be real big, gonna be even bigger than ya." Bo stated with a firm set of his jaw.

"No ya ain't." Luke looked over at him. "I'm always gonna be bigger than ya, Bo."

"Why's that." A nasty splinter from the fence had gotten stuck in his palm and Bo tried to get it out.

"Cause' ya younger." Luke grinned at him.

"That don't mean I always gonna have to be smaller." Bo objected, looking up from the splinter with a startled expression.

"Oh, yes it does." Luke enjoyed teasing his cousin, Bo was just too gullible. You could trick him into believing almost anything you wanted.

"Does not." Bo stated firmly, the splinter still wouldn't give, and it was a nasty one that really made his hand hurt. "Can ya help me Luke." He held out his hand to his cousin who didn't even look to see what the problem was.

"I can help ya so ya won't be bored." Luke offered, now looking at Bo. "Ya can help me to stack this here wood, won't, and then ya won't be bored."

Bo frowned. "Are ya tryin' to make me do ya work for ya?" He asked.

Luke tried to think of a good answer, he had thought Bo would be so gullible that he wouldn't even question it. Now he tried to think of something to say that would make Bo help him do the work, without lying to him.

"Cause Uncle Jesse said that when ya were tryin' to make me do ya work, I shouldn't." Bo said thoughtfully. "Ya ain't gonna be with me none today, are ya."

Luke shook his head, it was a shame Bo wouldn't help or he would have been finished and ready to go earlier.

Bo pouted and jumped down from the fence. Uncle Jesse would help him get that splinter out, he wouldn't be too busy to do that.

TBC

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