Birdie: Ok, it is 12:25 am and I am not asleep yet...
Alfred: Maybe its because you came home, had an emotional breakdown, and then fell asleep at 4 pm.
Arthur: Yes, that would seem to be the logical reason.
Birdie: Yea guys. I had a rough day today. Its the Monday after having a week out of school...and some things hit me harder than I thought on some subjects.
Arthur: Aww, don't worry Luv, you'll find someone. Just like your Mum said.
Birdie: Oh Iggy, you and your accent make me feel so much better! Huggle
Alfred: Hey! What about my accent!
Birdie: Alfie, your accent is exactly like mine, only I have more southern drawl than you do.
Alfred: * grumble * grumble *
Birdie: Anywho, on with the show! And remember, I own nothing!
Normality Changes...
Alfred and Matthew Kirkland looked up at their mom/dad person and tilted their heads in curiosity.
"Daddy, why are we here?" Alfred asked as he looked around. This room was boring. There were no pretty pictures, or even a tv...what was this place?
"We're here to see your Far" Arthur said stiffly.
"So, where is Far?" Matthew asked as he held onto his stuffed polar bear tightly. He didn't like this place. It had an eerie feel to it. And some of the men in uniform looked really mean! Matthew turned his head to look into the glass window in front of them and saw a policeman bringing out Nuka in handcuffs.
"Here he is now luv" Arthur answered as he picked up the telephone receiver that was on the wall. He really didn't want to bring the boys here...but he had no choice. They needed to see their Far once and awhile...even if Arthur didn't want them to.
Nuka picked up the receiver on his end and held it up to his ear. "How you been?" was the first thing he asked.
Arthur sighed and shook his head. "Just fine I guess, wish you hadn't have gotten put in here so we could have help" he answered stoically. He smoothed out Matthew's hair and put the phone to his son's ear. "Say 'hi' to Far, Matthew".
Matthew smiled and put his hand up to the glass. "Hi Far! We miss you!" he spoke into the phone with a big smile.
"I want to talk to Far too!" whined Alfred as he yanked the phone to his own ear. "Hi Far! I've been doin a real good job takin care of Mattie and Dad just like you told me to!" he gloated to his father.
"That's good Alfred, and I miss you too Matthew, I hope to come home soon" Nuka said as he smiled at his sons with pride. They were both so pretty, like Arthur was. Alfred had gotten blue eyes from Nuka's brother Berwald and Matthew had gotten his(Nuka's) own odd eye color of violet-blue. Alfred's wheat-blonde hair favored Nuka's brother Nikolas...only without that weird curl. Matthew's own light honey blonde hair resembled his own of course. You could definitely tell that Matthew was his son.
Arthur shook his head. He knew that that little statement was a lie. Nuka had gotten 25 years with a slip chance of parole...he doubted that he would ever see Nuka again for the duration of their sons' childhoods.
Nuka saw Arthur shake his head and frowned. "Put Daddy back on the phone" he said to Alfred, and the little boy did as he was told. "What was that little gesture for?"
"Nothing..."
"It wasn't 'Nothing'! Tell me what it was!"
"How are you just gonna sit there and lie to them like that!"
"I tell them what they want to hear!"
"Oh yea, and when the holidays come round, they'll be wondering 'Where's Far? Where's Far' because you told them you'd get out soon!"
The boys looked back and forth between their parents and then looked at each other. "So, Far is not coming home soon?" Alfred asked quietly.
Both men looked at the boys and Nuka frowned even more. "See, look what you did!"
Arthur shook his head. "I don't need this from you, I don't need anything from you! We'll be fine on our own, see you in 25 years!" he said as he slammed the phone down and picked up both of hiss kids. He marched down the hallway out of the prison and to his car. He would raise the boys on his own...somehow...
-END!-
Birdie: Ok, for the people who don't know, Nuka=Greenland. :3 and Far means dad or father in Danish which is the second language of Greenland(I couldn't find a Greenlandic translator).
Alfred: Don't forget to review!
Ivan: I make an appearance in the next chapter, da?
Birdie: Yes Ivan you do! Anywho, thanks for reading you guys!
