Hello, everybody... So... It's been one full year as of three days ago, June 28th, that I posted the Prologue of my very first original story, Broken Record. So, to celebrate this momentous occasion, I have decided to open a Twitter account for my wonderful, original, Butchy loving character: Makana Kaya Birch. On top of that, I'm writing this chapter a bit longer than the usual two or three thousand.
Thank you to each and every person who ever read my story. Whether you commented or not, it doesn't matter.
Thank you for making me the happiest 16 year old authoress alive.
Anyway, the song in this one is meant as kind of a joke between the guys as they're all good friends. The fact that Butchy is openly teasing his friends when he sings his part and that he actually doesn't do anything like that with Mick because he's not married is absolutely hilarious to me! My Mom suggested it and I thought it would be to have a comedy piece in this chapter.
Song: Pants by Walker Hayes
Anyway, Enjoy!
/Butchy's PoV\
I tapped my foot lightly on the black carpet of Mr. Harmon's office floor. I had only been here for three minutes if the clock is actually correct, yet it felt like I had been sitting in the same chair for and hour at least. I am so anxious about this. I really need this job, but this guy hasn't shown up yet and it's making me really nervous.
My head snapped to the door as Mr. Harmon entered with a couple files in his arms. I stood, "Can I's help you's with those, sir?"
"No, Butchy, I'm fine. You can sit back down." Mr. Harmon spoke as he set the files on the floor next to his desk and sat down. I quickly sat across from him. "I apologize for being a little late, however my daughter, Juliet needed me for a moment."
"It's nothin', sir. I know how it goes. My little sister, Lela does that to me sometimes." I laughed a little.
The man across from me nodded before speaking, "I see. And, please, while you are working here and even if you are off duty, never call me 'Sir'. I work for a living."
I smiled, "Does that mean that I got the job?"
"Yes, it does." Mr. Harmon smiled. "Juliet has shown me some of your work, including that Panhead you have outside. It's very impressive. Was that a total rebuild, or just a partial?"
"Total, Boss." I stated, carefully dodging around the word 'Sir'. "The only part that I's didn't rebuild was th' chain on th' front. My wife made that as a little extra flair."
Mr Harmon nodded with a thoughtful look. "I did not know you were married, son. If you don't mind me asking, who to?"
I smiled as my brown eyed beauty came to the front of my mind. "Wells, um, we's aren't yet, but our wedding is coming up soon. I's don't mind you's askin', either. Her name is Makana, but she prefers to go by her nickname, Mick. She has beautiful brown eyes and long brown hair that sparkles in the sun. She is the love of my life."
Mr. Harmon smiled, "That is wonderful, congratulations. I look forward to meeting this young beauty myself one of these fine days?"
"Mick would love that! She loves meetin' new peoples." I grinned. "I have a practice race against one of my teammates on Tuesday at Launcher Hill, if you would like to meet her. She goes to every race to make sure I stay careful."
"I will be there." Mr. Harmon reached across the table and held his hand out to me. "If you are willing, you can start on Monday."
I took his hand and shook it firmly, "Thank you so much, Mr. Harmon."
"Call me Mark."
As soon as I got home, Mick ran up to me and hugged me. "So?"
"So, what?" I asked back.
"Did you get the job?" Mick questioned, as she held me in a vice.
"Well..." Mick sighed at the defeat in my tone. "He said I can start on Monday."
"What?!" Mick shouted before she squealed. "Oh my gosh! Butchy! I'm so proud of you!"
"Thank you, babe." I smiled as I held her close.
"I love you so much!" Mick exclaimed as she reached up and pulled my face down to meet her lips. I rested my hands on her hips as we kissed. It's moments like these that I wonder how on earth I got so lucky.
As Mick pulled away, I picked her up and held her close. "I love you so much more than you know."
Mick giggled adorably as she kissed my cheek. "Butchy, you are the most amazing person I could ever wish for. Thank you for being you."
"I should be the one thanking you. I am the way I am because you are here and you love me." I smiled, kissing the side of her neck as she pulled me closer.
/5:12 AM - Day 2; 3rd PoV\
Lela and Giggles tip toed quietly into Butchy and Mick's shared bedroom. Mick was sound asleep on top of one of Butchy's arms. Lela made her way over to Mick's head and put a blindfold over her eyes. She quickly put a piece of duct tape over Mick's mouth as she and Giggles grabbed Mick by the arms and legs respectively.
Mick woke up as she was being picked up and quickly started struggling in the other girls' grips. Lela leaned down to Mick's ear, "Mick, it's Lela and Giggles. Please stop moving."
Mick slowly settled and allowed the two girls to carry her out of the room. They plopped her on the couch as Lela ran back and taped a note onto Butchy's face. "Eh. He'll see it eventually." Lela claimed quietly before dashing back to the living room.
The small piece of paper read; "We have captured your wife. If you want her back, too bad! She is ours until the end of the day! xoxo, Lela and Giggles, the kidnappers."
The girls had quickly gotten changed out of their pajamas once they arrived at Giggles' house. It was a little after six, but the waves looked nice and they had nothing else to do until the end of the day. The girls grabbed three random surfboards and hit the beach.
"So," Mick started as she paddled up next to her two friends. "what was the purpose of this kidnapping mission?"
"We just wanted to spend some quality time with our best friend!" Giggles smiled, dipping her hand in the water and splashing Mick.
"So, instead of asking me to hang out like normal people would, you kidnapped me in my sleep?!" Mick asked incredulously.
Lela sighed, rolling her eyes. "We had to get you away from Butchy for a day. If we hadn't kidnapped you, you would have asked him and he would've been like, 'Oh, Mick, please don't leave me again!' or something dramatic like that."
"Butchy is going to flip!" Mick exclaimed.
"No, he won't." Giggles shook her head. "We left him a note so he wouldn't freak out too badly."
"Well, okay then... What was the real purpose of dragging me out here?" Mick asked, twirling her fingers around in the water absentmindedly.
Lela and Giggles looked to each other before Lela turned to Mick and reached her hand out to the brunette. "Mick, Giggles and I have been thinking a lot recently about how you're not acting like you used to."
Mick nodded slowly as she took Lela's hand, "Yeah. I'm getting more mature, guys, it happens to everybody. Well, where I'm from, at least."
"Yes, but you don't surf anymore." Giggles stated.
"I don't have the time to surf anymore between wedding preparations and the three day time limit I have locked on me." Mick explained as she stared at the crystalline water surrounding her.
"You haven't been coming to the shindigs we have at Big Momma's unless Butchy is going too." Lela added.
"I wanna spend some time with my future husband, is that so wrong?" Mick asked, crossing her arms a little.
"Mick, we didn't drag you out here to make you mad." Giggles said, putting her hand on her friend's arm.
"No, we just want to show you what you're missing out on by being this new, grown up Mick." Lela nodded, rubbing Mick's arm.
"We want you to see what you could be doing." Giggles smiled. "You need to be Surfer Mick again. Or the I'm-going-to-ride-the-waves-and-not-care-what-you-think Mick that you were when we first met you. You need to be the old Mick again. If not every day, then at least just today."
"Yeah! It's time to rise with the tide and go with the flow, Mick." Lela cheered as Mick glanced between her two close friends.
Mick thought for a moment on their words. They were right. All she had been doing was planning the wedding and spending excessive amounts of time clinging around Butchy. Whatever kind of funk this was, she needed to get out of it, fast.
"Alright." Mick stated with a nod. "Let's do this."
Juliet got up from the front steps of Big Momma's as she waited for her Dad to arrive. She was pretty sure that he had hired Butchy, yet she needed to be perfectly sure that he had. Her plan was coming together nicely, however she needed one more big thing to really set the plan in motion.
Juliet headed inside with a smile on her face. Might as well entertain herself while she waited. What better means of entertainment could there be other than the brunette that sat inside.
Whatever came of this, it was going to be absolutely brilliant!
When Butchy woke up, he was initially quite worried. His wife was nowhere in sight and instead of cuddling with her, he was snuggled up to a pillow. Butchy pushed the pillow back to where it came from and sat up, rubbing his eyes. His finger knocked into the piece of paper on his forehead. He carefully pulled it off his face and read the note.
Some of the paper had crinkled and smudged because he rolled over on top of it while it was wet still, but he could clearly read some of the not crinkled or smudged writing. What Butchy could still make out was "We have captured... wife. If... want...back, too bad... Ours... end of... day... Kidnappers."
This can't be good.
After surfing for almost two hours, the female trio headed to Big Momma's for some drinks. As they we're talking and laughing about something Mick had done in the past, Juliet walked up.
"Hey, girls and... Mick." Juliet rolled her eyes. "I had wanted to introduce you girls to my Dad, but I don't think he would want to see you like that, Mick."
"See me like what, Juliet?" Mick asked in a agitated tone.
Her question was answered as Juliet tipped Mick's bottle of cherry soda over the edge of the table. The red liquid poured over Mick's blue dress, staining it a dark purple color. Mick's mouth hung open as Lela and Giggles gasped along with a few people nearby. Juliet giggled before turning to walk away. Mick slowly stood, soda dripping from the hem of her dress. Mick grabbed Lela's strawberry milkshake before walking over to Juliet and dumping it on her head shaking any extra on Juliet's white, flowery dress.
Juliet gasped before screaming at Mick. "Do you have any idea how much this dress costs?!"
"No, but I think it looks better this way." Mick smirked as she set the glass down. "Revenge is sweet, isn't it? So, this is the sweetest kind I could find. Now, run along."
"UGH! You are so irritating! You have no idea who you're messing with!" Juliet screeched as she headed for the door.
"Don't let the door hit you on the way out, Blondie." Mick waved as Juliet left the restaurant. Mick turned back to Lela and Giggles, "Sorry, Lela. I'll get you a new shake."
"No need!" Lela exclaimed as she and Giggles rushed over to Mick. "You are soaked! Are you okay?"
Mick nodded as she lifted the bottom portion of her dress. "I'm a little wet, but I'm okay."
Miles and Lugnut rushed over from their spot in a booth and handed Mick some napkins and paper towels. "Mick, what happened?" Miles asked as he pulled a chair up for Mick to sit on.
"Juliet tipped my drink over and it did this." Mick claimed as she sat and started patting the cherry soda stains on her chest with a napkin. "I'm so sorry, Big Momma. I promise that I will clean up all this milkshake and soda mess."
Big Momma shook her head as she approached the teen. "Mick, there's no use fussin' over a spilled milkshake. You just worry about gettin' yourself cleaned up, I'll handle the rest."
"Thank you, Big Momma." Mick smiled before sighing. "I'm sorry for causing such a huge scene, everybody."
"Mick, it's okays." Miles said calmly, putting his hand on Mick's arm. "Juliet caused the scene, not you's. Breathe, okay?"
Mick nodded before looking down at her dress again, chuckling. "I guess it's a good thing that this is just my swim suit cover."
Everyone laughed a little. "Mick, should we's go gets Butchy and have hims deal with Juliet?" Lugnut asked, setting a roll of paper towels down on the table next to Mick.
Mick thought for a moment before shaking her head. "No. Juliet is Mr. Harmon's daughter. Mr. Harmon is Butchy's Boss. If Butchy tries to talk to her about this, she will whine- I mean tell her father. Butchy could get fired from his brand new job. I don't want that for him."
"Besides," Lela started, "you're on your day away from Butchy. Why don't we go get you changed into something with less cherry soda and then we can go back to surfing."
Mick nodded. "Sounds pretty good to me. I'm ready when you are."
Lela and Giggles nodded as they grabbed the used paper towels and napkins and threw them away. Mick stood up from her chair and was about to follow them to the door when Miles picked her up from around the waist and threw her up over his right shoulder. Mick squealed, holding onto Miles' jacket as tightly as she could while he ran toward the door.
"Miles put me down! You're gonna drop me again!" Mick squealed as Miles pushed through the front door.
"Nevah gonna happen, sis!" Miles hollered.
Butchy shoved open the door to Xander's office and threw his rival to the floor. Xander stared up at Butchy in confusion. "The heck was 'at fer?!"
"You's thought you's coulds get away with it?!" Butchy yelled. "You thoughts you's coulds kidnap my wife and everythin' would be all wells and goods?!"
Xander was completely lost. "Huh? Kidnap yer wife? I nevah kidnapped nobody's!"
"Yeahs, then where is she's? Huh?!" Butchy questioned with a glare. "All 'at yer lil' henchmen left was 'is lettah? Yer a sick and twisted little f-"
"A lettah?" Xander asked, pulling himself back onto his feet. "If it had beens me, Butch, I would 'ave left ya with nothin's. Besides, we haves the race comin' up. Whys would I's take what I's can just wins?"
Butchy tossed the letter at Xander. "She wasn't there when I's woke ups. That was taped to my forehead."
Xander read the small paper over and over again before shrugging. "I'd can tell you's for sure that 'is, isn't anybodys on my team or myself. It's too... feminine. And, before you's asks, we only have three girls 'at 're in the Sparx an' 'ey all 'ave very... simplistic handwriting."
Xander handed the paper back to Butchy before sitting down at his desk. "Ya best bet is to either check with the girls on ya own team, or one of Mick's friends. Eithah ways, I's can promise you's that I's didn't take her."
When the girls got back to the beach, Mick had gotten changed out of her sticky, soda soaked dress and back into her swimsuit. The girls sat and talked for a while before they heard an engine revving close to where they were. They girls got up and turned to the noise, watching as Butchy climbed off his bike. Butchy tossed his helmet onto the sand before running inside Big Momma's.
The girls looked to each other before shrugging and grabbing their boards. Might as well catch a few more waves before they had to give Mick back to Butchy at the end of the day.
Butchy headed over to Miles and Lugnut, grabbing his usual soda along the way. "Do you's have any ideas where Mick is?"
Miles and Lugnut nodded as Butchy sighed in relief. "Yeahs." Lugnut claimed, "She's outside with Lela an' Giggles, just like she 'as been all day."
"Yeahs." Miles grinned. "By the ways, Mick might not wants any o' that cherry soda fer a whiles."
Butchy looked at the duo with a confused stare. "Whys not? She loves the stuff."
"Ask her, not me!" Miles laughed before going back to the card game he was playing with Lugnut.
Butchy shook his head a little before setting his glass bottle down on the table and heading back out the front door. He looked along the beach, searching for any trace of his brown haired, bright eyed, soon-to-be wife. Once he realized she wasn't there, Butchy was ready to head back inside. Then he heard it. Mick's laugh. Butchy followed the sound to the ocean and watched the waves as they moved to reveal Mick, Lela and Giggles sitting on surfboards in the middle of the ocean. They were laughing and talking as they just sat there.
"Mick!" Butchy called, stealing Mick's attention away from her two best friends. "Where have you been all day?!"
Mick turned to Lela and Giggles as they explained something to her. Mick started laughing hysterically before she turned back to Butchy. "I've been with Lela and Giggles all day, why?!"
"I thought-!" Butchy stopped, cutting himself off and taking a breath before continuing, "Y'know what, never mind! I'll tell you's later. You have fun with yer friends."
Butchy turned back to Big Momma's as Mick shrugged behind him. "I love you!" Mick called to Butchy.
"I love you too!" Butchy yelled back before heading toward the restaurant again.
The three girls went back to their conversation as Butchy went back inside Big Momma's. Butchy picked up his soda bottle again as he sat down next to Lugnut and across from Miles. "I'm playing next game."
Miles looked to Lugnut with a silly smirk. Lugnut nodded slowly as they finished the tail end of their game. Just as Butchy was about to pick up the cards and shuffle them, some music started playing. Lugnut turned to Butchy and told him to listen to him for a minute.
/Lugnut\
Well you've been a strong-willed son of a gun ever since you were suckin' yer thumb, but push came to shove when you fell in love with yer baby.
/Butchy - Spoken\
"My Baby?"
/Miles\
Yeahs, yer baby.
/Butchy\
Well you's could say she's overbearing. Matter fact she picked out the clothes that I'm wearing.
/Miles\
And you can't go riding without her permission!
/Butchy\
But I ain't complaining, we've got an arrangement...
She can wear the can run the show. She can crack a whip like Indiana Jones. She can rule the roost. She can snap and holler. She can wear the pants...
Long as I can take 'em off her!
/Miles and Lugnut - Spoken\
"You what?!"
/Butchy\
Long as I can take 'em off her!
She calls the shots, gives the orders, makes the plans. That womans wish is my command. And, I'm telling you, I got more honey-do's than every fruit truck on 40.
But I'll get 'em done shortly.
/All three\
She can wear the pants. She can run the show. She can crack a whip like Indiana Jones. She can rule the roost. She can snap and holler. She can wear the pants...
/Butchy\
Long as I can take 'em off her!
Well she can push me around, but, when the sun goes down, look out theres a new sherrif in town!
/Miles and Lugnut\
Oh, oh, oh, ow! Ahhh, yeah! That's what I'm talkin' 'bout!
/Bucthy\
Well I get a whole lotta flack from the fellas, but I reckon that they're just jealous 'cause I get to explore what's under them drawers and they don't! So, hey, they can say what they want...
/All three\
She can wear the pants. She can run the show. She can crack a whip like Indiana Jones. She can rule the roost. She can snap and holler. She can wear the pants...
/Butchy with (Miles and Lugnut)\
Long as I can take 'em off her!
(Oh oh oh)
Long as I can take 'em off her!
(Oh yeah)
Long as I can take 'em off her!
(Oh oh oh)
Long as I can take 'em off her!
As the song came to an end, Butchy high fived his friends and was going to sit back down when he was pulled out of the booth and turned around.
"'As long as you can take them off', huh?" Mick asked, her arms crossed over her chest. Butchy laughed nervously as he tried to avoid her eyes. "I actually quite like that arrangement." Mick teased, making Butchy's face burn bright red.
"Good goin's, Butchy!" Miles cheered from his seat.
Mick pulled Butchy by his vest so he was nose to nose with her. "I'm messing with you, Butchy. However, keep it up for their sake if you must. I'll see you at home later."
With that being said, Mick gave her frozen future husband a kiss before saying goodbye to Lugnut and Miles and heading back outside with the girls. Butchy stood there for a minute, contemplating what just happened. When he finally snapped back out of it, Butchy plopped himself into the booth chair and sighed.
Mick really did have him whipped, didn't she?
As I said earlier, guys, that song is absolutely hilarious to me and I don't know why. Anyway, I hope you guys liked this chapter and I can't wait to write another! So excited! My family actually threw me a big BBQ pool party at my Uncle Kevin's house to celebrate my anniversary. They all gave me some pretty cool ideas. Can't wait to use them.
If you don't go on Polyvore to check out the outfits I make for each chapter, you won't know this, but I kinda posted an outfit that I wasn't actually going to use yet. It's not a big deal, but it's there and my brain is calling me an imbecile. My brain is so nice to me, isn't it! XD
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