The Snow Troubles
Harley was 8 years old.
"Mom, why should we go over to dad's? It's snowing too much!"
"We're all going to your father's whether you like it or not."
Summer Breeze put Bailey in her snowsuit. "Now, hold Kailey's hand while I get Robert."
So Harley held onto Kailey while she got Robert ready.
Finally, she got Robert done. "Alright, time to get to the car."
So they went to the car.
They drove all the way to Randy and Lucky's house.
"Get out." Summer Breeze said to Harley. "And help Kailey out of the car."
Harley got out and helped Kailey get out of the car. They then knocked on the door.
Randy answered the door. "Hello?"
"Yes, Randy. Can you let us in?"
Summer Breeze made her way in.
"Okay..."
"Excuse me, did I hear uncertainty?"
"I mean, Yes...!"
"You know, you are just a bitch of a husband."
"Okay, if you say so." He held back from going bitch mode.
Randy closed the door. They were all inside.
Lucky comes in. "Oh. You're here."
"I came because it's the holidays. Merry Christmas, Lucky."
"Merry Christmas." He said. "Hey, Harley. How's it going, little man?"
"I'm good." said Harley.
"Great, do you think you need to sit down, or-"
"Actually, I just finished making potato soup. You can come and sit in the kitchen, if you like."
"That's wonderful. Thanks, Randy."
They went inside the kitchen and sat down.
"Now, I'll set the table." said Randy.
He wasn't heard.
"So, Lucky, how is it like with your job, fishing? Catch anything?"
"Yes. We're still catching fish, for your information. How's it like with your job, being a whore?"
"Oh, it takes one to know one!"
"Girls, girls, settle down!" said Randy. "The food is here!"
Randy got them all set up. He handed out bowls of potato soup to everyone.
Robert was sitting in his high chair eating crackers.
"Harley, say thank you."
"Thank you." said Harley.
"Right, now, I was going to say, Lucky caught a great big pounder of a flounder just yesterday, didn't you?"
"Yes, I did! Thanks, Randy! It was a fish this long! And this wide!" And he showed them how big it was."
"Unfortunately, the same cannot be said for your size." said Summer Breeze.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrr-Ihateyou!" said Lucky.
"Think of the children!" said Randy.
"Fine." They both said.
So they ate potatoes soup. Lucky got some on h ui s cheeks.
"Oh, hey, you got so!e on you." said Randy.
"Oh." He licked around.
"No, over here."
He tried again.
"No, I said over here."
He still tried again.
"No, let me get it." And he sort of lounge kissed him on the cheek.
"Ew." said Harley.
"I knew you faggots couldn't hold it in."
"I have no regrets." said Randy.
Harley couldn't comprehend what he witnessed.
"I'm not hungry anymore." said Harley. "Can I go watch TV?"
"Go on ahead." said Randy.
So Harley left to go watch TV.
Later, Summer Breeze came out of the kitchen. "Come on Harley, we're leaving."
"Wait, you should probably not go out in that-"
She opened the door and there was three feet of snow blocking the exit.
"I can get the car running. Harley, you stay here."
She tried to get the car running, but to no avail.
She went back in. "Okay, it looks like we're staying the night."
"Why?" asked Harley.
"I can't get the car to run."
"Welcome home, honey." said Randy.
"Oh, I'll make myself at home alright." said Summer Breeze.
So night came. Harley just got done watching a cooking show. It was 9:01. Summer Breeze decided it was Harley's bedtime.
"It's your bedtime, Harley." she said. "Where is the guest room?"
"It's over here." said Randy. He showed them to the guest room.
"Great. I suppose Harley and Kailey can sleep in this room, while Robert and I can sleep in the living room."
"Great."
So they all stayed the night.
Harley awoke the next morning.
"That was an awful nightmare." he said.
His mom came and knocked on the door. "Harley, your uncle Randy made breakfast."
Harley got out. "I got to pee."
He goes to the bathroom door and slams it.
End of chapter.